"By your inflection, I can tell that you think what you're saying is funny, but...no."

Fall Festival.

On Friday we will:

Make decorations. Hang sheets from the walls to cover the posters and curriculum. Hang decorations on the sheets. Move centers to hidden locations to transform the classrooms into Egypt, A pirate ship, A haunted house, A sports room and an autopsy room.


Saturday we will:

Show up are work at 330. Finish putting up decorations and be dressed and prettyful in our costumes. Work the festival for two hours or whatever.. and then after... tear EVERYTHING DOWN AND CLEAN AND PUT EVERYTHING BACK............. which means I work late Friday and Saturday... all for two hours of fun that I won't be having. Seriously. Who thought this up?
I love my job. Really I do. But I really only have Sunday off this week. So I will have worked 11 days straight with one day off as of next Friday. I BETTER get some awesome overtime for this.
There people better be glad I love kids.



Also, a little rant on parenting. Don't suck at it. Okay?
Seriously. I know parents who stress out over having one three year old for four hours in the evening and freak out over what they will do with them... I have your kid... plus 14 others in my class for TEN hours a day.. by myself. If you can't get your kid to pick up his sippy cup off the floor when you leave... but I can get all 15 to clean up after centers and sit on the carpet QUIETLY for 30 minutes while I read stories, its you. Not them. Don't yell at your children. Don't beat them. Stop sucking at life you are only screwing up things worse. Be better at your job. And to those parents that rock. Thank you. I'm assigning you a buddy and you will teach them all you know. Thanks.

Better late than never!

I've noticed I haven't written in like... three months. Probably because there has been nothing to write about. I do lead a rather boring life and nothing really ever happens...

Caitlyn and I went on our amazing trip to Houston/Galveston and saw Greenday in concert... completing number 16 on my bucket list. Go. Me.

Jason and I don't speak anymore and neither does him and his family. It's for the best right now. He really needs to get his life in order and I really don't need him IN my life. So that's a plus.

Things at work are great. I'm officially in the 3's class now, so I'm back working with my old age group which is fantastic.

/end

"Do the Mario! Swing your arms from side to side. Come on, it's time to go. Do the Mario!"

I'm spending the evening at my exes house watching movies and being stupid. It's pretty much amazing. I'm writing about Megan and she doesn't know. I'm waiting for her to read over my shoulder and giggle... wait for it... wait for it... wait for it... realization has hit. And she hit me. I win.


We are watching the old school Mario Bros animated cartoons... it's crazy how much I used to LOVE this show. It's awful. It has been ruined for me for forever. I shouldn't have watched it again. lol.

Jason is playing WOW. Is there surprise in that? I think not :eyeroll:

I'm trying really hard to let things not worry or stress me out and take things in stride. I'm trying very hard to be a Mary and not have Martha Syndrome. Why is waiting so hard for me? I'm normally a very patient person, but as I'm growing in Christ I find I want more and more instant gratification. I want everything to happen now. I don't want to wait, my timing is best because my timing is NOW. I hate that about me. Mental note to work on that...

Jason just screamed something about an eggplant dolphin. He's going mad.

Megan is a funny girl. She is exactly like me when I was a teenager. She likes anime, reads manga (I read comis cause I'm awesome), kind of a tomboy but in the coolest of ways... not the creepy girl tomboys who try to be LIKE a boy. She is loud and obnoxious, and I still am. It's fantastic. I'm just glad she isn't exactly like I was.

Meow.

3 Big Choices In Your Life

"Name three big decisions you have made in your life, why you made them and why you chose to or not to follow them through"


There are so many small things in my life I chose to do or not do that have effected my life in HUGE ways.. it's really hard to narrow it down to three. But here goes...


1. Number one is easy, it's the answer I have seen everyone give and that was giving my life to Christ. I was 15 when I was saved and it was at youth convention.. thing.. called Crash in April of 2001.



2. I was in a Discipleship class when I was 17 with my youth minister. It was a very small in depth bible study with just the youth leaders in the youth group. One night we were discussing how we set examples for the middle school kids who will be coming up into the youth and the youth senior high youth who someday would want to be youth leaders.

"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity."

We made lots of commitments during the course of our classes but my biggest one was in purity. I promised myself, my God and my future husband I would stay a virgin until I get married and I have kept that promise and I plan on keeping it until my wedding day.



3. The third is my newest one... I recently visited my dad and Stephanie. It was probably the hardest thing I have had to do in a VERY long time.. but I did it. Thankfully my brother was with me and he keeps me so strong. It's the first time I have seen him since my birthday in January. And the first time I have seen Stephanie in... years. I still can't find it in me to forgive or forget.. and I'm not really sure if I ever will. But a first step is a step... right?

A Dear John.. to myself.

This last week I have been struggling a lot. Not with my walk, or with work, family or friends. But with myself. I'm annoyed at myself for being me. I've been roommates with myself for so long I think it's finally starting to get to me. I officially can't live or hang out with myself for a while. It's not going to be easy, but I think we need to take a break. It's the best for both of us.
I can't answer if we will ever be the same again.. I hope we may find common ground and someday become friends.. we were close after all. I'll be praying for us. But I'm putting God in control of it. If God says that she has to go.. then she will. It will be hard but I know it's for the best. I know I can move forward without her. She was getting annoying anyway. All the doubt, the selfishness, the fears and self hate. I just couldn't deal anymore. I know that many of you loved us together, but I promise I am still me without her. I'm still the same person, even if I'm changed. I hope you will all understand and grow with me. If you find me too different without her, you can follow her.. but I honestly pray I'm completely different and new. I pray I'm a better person. I pray for God to change me completely according to His will. I'm His to mold and shape. I'm sorry if this didn't fit into your Summer plans, but it had to happen.

Thank you for your time.

I think it's funny that I spend just as much time with Jason's family as I dd while we were dating. I'm still over there almost every weekend either hanging with his little sisters, shopping with his mom, helping his dad fix up his car or watching movies with Jason. It's like nothing has changed yet at the same time everything has changed. I'm so thankful that when we decided to break up it wasn't this HUGE argument that led to us hating each other or resenting each other for wasting the others time. It was a conversation where I spoke my mind, and he spoke his and in the end we both decided it was best for us.. and it was never awkward going from a three year relationship to being best friends because we were already best friends. His mom still calls me her daughter, even though I never really will be. His sisters still call me their sister. It's awesome to still feel so connected even after everything. I'm so thankful for it.

I hate the fact that I have to start dating. I hate dating with a passion.

You HEARD me

I think my boss needs to make me lead in my classroom. I do EVERYTHING. Shannon wanted to have a theme in her class, I said Alice in Wonderland. She loved the idea. Then I had to do EVERYTHING. I drew everything, I colored and painted it all, I laminated it, I did the name tags, I moved and re-did ALL THREE of her bulletin boards, I do art with the kids, I play with them, I keep the hour board up to date, I keep the cabinets clean and organized.. I DO IT. I do EVERYTHING. I'm the one who talks to the parents to let them know when they get bit or hurt. I'm the one who goes through everything to see if they are out of diapers or wipes or food.
Shannon writes her newsletter... and she writes her lesson plan. Both would make no difference if I were doing them as well. Pay me that extra dollar an hour and make me lead. I'm getting tired of doing two peoples jobs. It's kinda getting on my nerves.

With that rant off my chest. I'm almost done with my classroom! It looks amazing.. and I'm not just saying that because... you know.. I'm the one who decorated it. Although I did an awesome job if you don't mind me saying so. =)