Thursday, February 26, 2009


Today was great and I get to go skiing this weekend! I don't know if today was great because I had a good attitude, or if I had a good attitude because to day was good, but either way, I am glad to be getting a day off after a positive day!

Now, if only me and C can make it to WV without having to hitch hike...

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Let's Get Out of Here!

So, my watching of the Biggest Loser has been interrupted by the presidential address. Thanks Barack.

Today was not good. I am tired of school politics. I just want to teach my kiddos how to read, write, do some math, and to be good people. I did not sign up to be treated like a second class citizen and to be bombarded with meaningless and tedious paperwork. Blahhh. It is getting old. No wonder this country needs teachers. The people making the laws haven't stepped foot in an elementary classroom since they graduated 5th grade. But anyway, i digress.

All the stress that has been piled on this week is making me really happy that C and I decided to take Friday off to go skiing with the FIL's. I can't wait til Thursday afternoon to get away for a few days. I just hope this year's drive to Snowshoe is not quite as eventful as last year's trip.

Recap of WV SnowTrek '08:
Leave MA at 5:00. Estimated Time of Arrival-9:00 p.m.
Snow begins 1.5 hrs. into trip. (6:30)
Snow begins to fall heavily and significantly slow us down 2 hrs. into trip (7:00)
Begin 60+ mile trip up the mountain with no cell service (8:30)
Slide off the road and require help to be pulled out (10:45)
Slide off the road into a ditch at a 90 degree angle (11:30)
Hitch hike the remainder of the trip to Snowshoe, WV.
Actual Time of Arrival 12:15 a.m.

Let's hope that we make it there in one piece this year! (Also, i actually get to ski this year, since last year i was recovering from mono and didn't wanna rupture my spleen or anything!)
Me and C on the Mountain last year!

The whole group out on/near the slopes.

(Note the non-ski wearing me :( )

Monday, February 23, 2009

On becoming a Redneck...

So, I have been sorting through recent pictures to order from Snapfish and I came to a scary realization... some external force is trying to turn me into a redneck.

First of all, for my 24th birthday, two of my friends decided that it would be fun to have a "Camo" themed party. Complete with a turkey target and a bulls eye cake.
It was a lot of fun. I even went out to eat in my good ol' camo shirt.
But it gets worse.

A few weekends ago me and C went down to CH to our buddy Zims house. For the Daytona 500. Yep, an actual NASCAR race. Now, granted, Zims is not a NASCAR guy. He is a Death Metal/tattoos guy. It was more or less just an excuse to hang out and drink beer on a Sunday.

But really, who wants to watch a bunch of people drive around making lots of left turns for hours and hours, even with a keg. Nonetheless, I sat there on the couch watching Jimmie Johnson and Greg Biffle and Matt Kenseth and 30+ other dudes race around in circles. And I was interested. C even accused me of liking it. The hard thing to admit is, I kinda did. I mean, I'm not gonna plop down with a Bud Light every Sunday to watch it, but if for some reason it is on, I'm not gonna complain. Much. (Hey, a girls gotta maintain her image!)

C, Me, and Skulls @ the party!

Go Kasey Kahne!

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Privacy???... And being a grown-up(ish)

So, I decided that I am going to do like many other blogger people I have come across and not use people's real names.  I don't want any crazy person showing up at my friends/family/FI's house because of me!  Not that I think anyone really cares about my blog, but still...

Anyway, today C and I went house hunting AND to Wilmy to register... and next time, we know not to ever do all that in one day again.  

Starting at 9:45 am, we looked at houses... all of which were horrible and I could never see myself sleeping, eating, or walking around with out shoes on in... not a good sign; but we remain hopeful that something will come up...  After about 2 hours of that, we go to register at BB&B and Belk... Mistake.  It was fun and all, imagining us using our cute little appliances and utensils in our own little (yet to exist) house.  But by 4:00 when we finally were done, C was over it.  "No more for me", he said.  "Pick out whatever you want."  OK, I will.  And, since it is forever preserved in the blog-o-sphere of cyberspace, when he complains about the red throw pillows, I can point him here and say "but you told me..." :)  (Ok... I/we already have a red couch and I promise to keep the rest of the red to a minimum.)  

Now that I think about it, the worst part of this was not the house-not-finding or the registering, but knowing that when we were done, I had to get back in the car and drive for 4 hours back to MA.  Yuck.  And that reminds me- I am exhausted. It is a school night. I'm going to bed.


You know your a teacher when...

This is from a Facebook thing, but I can agree with most of them...

You know you are a teacher when.....

1. You can hear 20 voices behind you and know exactly which one belongs to the child out of line.

2. You get a secret thrill out of laminating something.

3. You walk into a store and hear the words "It's Ms/Mr. _________” and know you have been spotted.

4. You have 20 people that accidentally call you mom/dad at one time or another.

5. You can eat a multi-course meal in under twenty-five minutes.

6. You've trained yourself to go to the bathroom at two distinct times of the day: lunch and planning period.

7. You start saving other people's trash, because most likely, you can use that toilet paper tube or plastic butter tub for something in the classroom.

8. You believe the teachers' lounge should be equipped with a margarita machine.

9. You want to slap the next person who says "Must be nice to work 7:15 to 3:15 and have summers off".

10. You believe chocolate is a food group.

11. You can tell if it's a full moon without ever looking outside.

12. You believe that unspeakable evils will befall you if anyone says "Boy, the kids sure are mellow today."

13. You feel the urge to talk to strange children and correct their behavior when you are out in public.

14. The list of names you can never name your child grows each school year.

15. You think caffeine should be available in intravenous form.

16. You spend more money on school stuff than you do on your own children.

17. You have an ample supply of 'seasonal' clothing (Christmas sweaters, Valentines shirts.)

18. You can't pass the school supply aisle without getting at least one thing!

19. You ask your friends if the left hand turn he just made was a "good choice or a bad choice."

20. You find true beauty in a can full of perfectly sharpened pencils.

21. You are secretly addicted to hand sanitizer.

and finally... 22. You understand instantaneously why a child behaves a certain way after meeting his or her parents.

Welcome to me...

Here I am, joinging the blog world. I love pictures, stories, and memories and hope to keep up with all three all while maybe keeping in touch with friends and family!