Sometimes I wonder if this season of my life is worth it. I'm exhausted and stressed all the time. No really...ALL the time. When I'm at work, I'm thinking about the homework I need to to; when I'm at home or out with a friend, I'm thinking about the lessons I need to plan; when I'm doing homework, I'm thinking about all of the fun things that I'm missing out on (yes, I will end this sentence with a prepositional phrase). Also, I think about stuff like grammar. Who does that?!
Thankfully, I have people like my cousin's wife Christy who remind me of the reasons that I'm doing what I'm doing. People who help me to see this time as an adventure and not a pause in my life. And I have a jar of encouraging words from some good friends who listened to me hope and wish and beg to be where I am today.
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Eleanor Roosevelt (via Ms. Grohman)
I'm on my way to beautiful!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
missed the bus
Here's a true story that makes me laugh...and think that maybe I have a new motto in life.
Last Friday morning, just as first period was starting, the phone in my classroom rang, and the following conversation took place (name changed, of course).
Me: This is Leslie.
Mystery Caller: Yeah, I'm not there today.
Me: (scanning the room and wondering who is on the other end of the line) Daniel? Is that you?
Daniel: Yeah.
Me: You're not coming to school today?
Daniel: No, I can't.
Me: What happened?
Daniel: My bus ain't come.
Me: Your bus never came?
Daniel: Oh, it had come. I'm just not on it.
I'd say that pretty much sums up my crazy hectic life right now. Oh, the bus had come. I'm just not on it.
P.S. I'd like to know what game of 20 questions our receptionist had to play with Daniel before she knew to direct him to my room.
Last Friday morning, just as first period was starting, the phone in my classroom rang, and the following conversation took place (name changed, of course).
Me: This is Leslie.
Mystery Caller: Yeah, I'm not there today.
Me: (scanning the room and wondering who is on the other end of the line) Daniel? Is that you?
Daniel: Yeah.
Me: You're not coming to school today?
Daniel: No, I can't.
Me: What happened?
Daniel: My bus ain't come.
Me: Your bus never came?
Daniel: Oh, it had come. I'm just not on it.
I'd say that pretty much sums up my crazy hectic life right now. Oh, the bus had come. I'm just not on it.
P.S. I'd like to know what game of 20 questions our receptionist had to play with Daniel before she knew to direct him to my room.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
treading water
Dear Blog Readers,
I hope the two of you are enjoying your day. While you read this, I am most likely stressing out at work as I simultaneously interview a student regarding career choices, complete 30 pages of paperwork for a meeting that will be held in the next ten minutes, monitor students who are taking a test, gain twelve pounds as my body processes the alarming number of chocolate chip pancakes I recently ingested, and plan lessons for ten kids who should never be in the same room together (and will be within the next hour). Please pray for me. This semester is beyond overwhelming!
Thank you kindly,
Leslie
P.S. If you are in the neighborhood and are gifted in the art of head-scratching, I could use those magic fingers!
I hope the two of you are enjoying your day. While you read this, I am most likely stressing out at work as I simultaneously interview a student regarding career choices, complete 30 pages of paperwork for a meeting that will be held in the next ten minutes, monitor students who are taking a test, gain twelve pounds as my body processes the alarming number of chocolate chip pancakes I recently ingested, and plan lessons for ten kids who should never be in the same room together (and will be within the next hour). Please pray for me. This semester is beyond overwhelming!
Thank you kindly,
Leslie
P.S. If you are in the neighborhood and are gifted in the art of head-scratching, I could use those magic fingers!
Monday, September 27, 2010
fallen angels
I know, I know...I'm slacking on my assignment. But hey, this is a pretty accurate reflection of my life lately. Me thinks me doth procrastinate too much. I have good reason though! It seems that lately, every time I try to do something, it ends up in a frustrating test of my patience! A classic example is the project that I turned in today.
We had to make a genogram (similar to a family tree) of our family's culture. It involved a ton of information that we had to represent with different symbols clustered around each individual's name. Because I waited too late to begin my project and did not want to spend much money, I used some really old stickers from my trusty stationery set circa 1994 to represent different cultural factors within my family. Did I use super professional, graduate school worthy elements such as ladybugs and angels and hearts? Yep! The only problem - besides it looking like a kindergarten project - was that the angels kept falling off the poster. So I decided to laminate it. Which was a good idea. And worked well. Or so I thought. Apparently, one of the angels decided to jump ship right before entering the laminator, and a dog hair decided to hop on board. So now I had permanently affixed a canine product to my already very unprofessional project, and I still had to go back and superglue a stubborn angel back in place. Which reminds me...does anyone know how long it takes for superglue to wear off of your skin?
We had to make a genogram (similar to a family tree) of our family's culture. It involved a ton of information that we had to represent with different symbols clustered around each individual's name. Because I waited too late to begin my project and did not want to spend much money, I used some really old stickers from my trusty stationery set circa 1994 to represent different cultural factors within my family. Did I use super professional, graduate school worthy elements such as ladybugs and angels and hearts? Yep! The only problem - besides it looking like a kindergarten project - was that the angels kept falling off the poster. So I decided to laminate it. Which was a good idea. And worked well. Or so I thought. Apparently, one of the angels decided to jump ship right before entering the laminator, and a dog hair decided to hop on board. So now I had permanently affixed a canine product to my already very unprofessional project, and I still had to go back and superglue a stubborn angel back in place. Which reminds me...does anyone know how long it takes for superglue to wear off of your skin?
Friday, September 24, 2010
to work or to shop?
I have a project due in three days...and a new dress. Stress never looked so good!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The side o' your head is ridiculous!
Today, one of my students complained that teachers want school to be all work and no fun.
My response: Do you see how I'm dressed?!
Yeah, that's a scrunchie. And yes, those are Keds. Unfortunately, my leg warmers are hiding out in my old drill team bag at my mom's house. Even more unfortunate is the fact that everything else was within arm's reach in my own closet.
My response: Do you see how I'm dressed?!
Yeah, that's a scrunchie. And yes, those are Keds. Unfortunately, my leg warmers are hiding out in my old drill team bag at my mom's house. Even more unfortunate is the fact that everything else was within arm's reach in my own closet.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
playing dress up
Did I go to Schlotzky's today wearing my Wacky Tacky Wednesday outfit?
Yes. Yes I did!
Will I venture out again tomorrow in my leggings, side ponytail, and Member's Only jacket?
Yes. Yes, I will!
Do I heart homecoming week?
Yes. Yes I do!
Yes. Yes I did!
Will I venture out again tomorrow in my leggings, side ponytail, and Member's Only jacket?
Yes. Yes, I will!
Do I heart homecoming week?
Yes. Yes I do!
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