I’m having trouble being my usually upbeat, happy self these days. I wish I could say it was all due to the stress of work – this is the last week for seniors and man, some of them are obnoxious. Even the underclassmen are stressing out, realizing (too late) that there is not a whole lot of time available to finish up all of their missing assignments. Also, with the town budget crisis and impending layoffs, it’s been negative in the teacher’s lounge as well as in the classrooms. I’m relatively sure my job is safe, but no one knows for sure and everyone assumes the worst. However, work isn’t really the issue. Life is the issue. I realize that bad things happen – my own family has dealt with a few life-changing events we could have lived without. But recently it just seems like bad news everywhere I turn. And the worst part is there’s nothing I can do to help. At least, nothing I can think of. Here is a list of things that I’m having trouble dealing with. Maybe writing about it will help clear my head a bit. (See, my optimistic nature isn’t completely dead)
1. The tragic story that’s been all over the news – a pregnant mother of two is killed in her apartment, allegedly stabbed by her boyfriend. Her three-year old and eight-year old children find her lying in a pool of blood when they wake up, and their screams alert the neighbors who call 911. This is indeed the kind of story that makes my cry instantly, and will give me bad dreams for awhile. In this story, the eight-year old is in my daughter’s class and the whole school is devastated by the news. I can’t stop reading about it, can’t stop watching it on the news, and I can’t stop crying about it. Hormonally I’m a basket-case. Now that it’s a few days later, and the kids are good foster placements and the school community is rallying around to help I feel better. But those poor kids don’t feel better and probably won’t for a long time. I don’t believe in heaven, or hell, and I never have. But I have to believe that the mother, Yuliya, can see that her kids are well taken care of and safe. Because I am certain that her last thoughts were about them and the newborn baby (who didn’t make it). I hope she knows that there are loving and caring people taking care of her kids and that she’s in peace.
2. A friend of mine is losing her husband. My son had a best friend in preschool, they were friends for two years. They are very similar and just really understood each other. Ari was extremely disappointed when he realized that they wouldn’t be in kindergarten together. We had a few playdates, but they don’t live in our town and both boys are in day schools with long days and long commutes and scheduling became difficult. Recently I found his mother on Facebook and we started keeping in touch a little more regularly. I was shocked to find out that her husband has cancer, and he’s nearing the end of his battle. She and I spoke when we would see each other at playgrounds, at birthday parties, etc. I had no idea her husband was ill, and had been for years. When I contacted her and let her know that I had just found out and asked if there was anything we could do, we decided that having us take her son occasionally would be fun for the boys and just get him out of the house for awhile. So we’ve been taking her son for a few hours as many weeks as possible. Ari absolutely loves having his friend around, and it’s been fun for us. When I think about him being so young (six) and having to face life without his dad, it breaks my heart. Similarly I think of his mom and keep trying to imagine her making a life by herself with two sons. And of course it doesn’t matter, it would be tragic anyway, but her husband is just one of the nicest, kindest, men ever. I know my friend will do a great job raising her boys, but I know how hard this summer/fall is going to be for them.
3. Someone that I don’t know well, a junior at the high school where I teach, died unexpected last week. He was born with a heart problem, and last Wednesday night he had a heart attack and died at home. The students, faculty and staff at the high school were so shocked by the death that I don’t think it sunk in right away. Certainly everyone was sad, but it’s almost as though we all just realized that he won’t be back in school and it’s a really sad time here. Of course it’s senior week and our seniors are crazy and literally out of control, and there’s a definite current of sadness going on underneath all the frivolity.
Well, that’s my list of the crap that’s been on my mind and making me so grouchy lately. I have been taking some extra time to play with my kids, and even to talk to Rich civilly (although not this morning). I have to be grateful, mindfully so, about the facts of my healthy family, the fact that Rich and I are both employed at a time when so many people are losing their jobs, and that we have plenty of fun things coming up. After Rich’s surgery on Tuesday there’s not much bad stuff going on in our lives. And that’s what I should be focusing on, it’s just not that easy.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Ari Harrison - 6 Things About My 6 Year Old
Today is Ari's sixth birthday. Why do I get so emotional on each birthday? Ari is the baby of the family, the youngest of the kids, and I just can't believe he's six. Sometimes he talks like he's 30, and sometimes he acts like he's 3. But he's actually six, and he's not really a baby anymore. Here's a list of things about Ari, that I've been thinking about when I realized his birthday was this week.
1. Ari is adorable - he's a blonde haired, blue eyed, freckle nosed cutie. He's medium height and build, but enormous on personality. He's got a great smile, and a fabulous laugh.
2. Ari loves numbers and letters - his first obsession was Chicka Chicka Boom Boom, and boy, did we watch/read that a million times before he was three. He taught himself to read by age two, and loves numbers, graphs, calculators, rules, and scales. Anything that measures, weighs or gives him numerical information. On a recent trip to IKEA he wore the free paper tape measure around his head like a headband. We're not really sure why.
3. Ari loves to talk. My cousin took him in their car when we took an hour long drive to the Kennedy Space Center and said he absolutely did not stop talking the entire time. After a playdate yesterday the mom who picked him said he got off the bus talking a mile a minute. Ari has a constant need to update those around him on his thoughts, his feelings, his observations, etc. Luckily he's cute, because it gets really annoying. He also has a habit of saying, hundreds of times a day, "I have to tell you something." before he tells you something. He talks and talks and talks...
4. Ari is a great eater, and he loves meat. He'll try a variety of foods, and his current favorites include ribs, corn on the cob, meatballs, hotdogs, and pasta. He's not really a lover of dairy, cereal, or any bread products. He always takes his burgers out of the bun. He's kind of a low-carb kid, without really knowing it.
5. Ari loves video games. I was never really a fan of video games for kids, but he got a DS last year and a Wii for Chanukah and man, does he love them. His favorite games are racing games, and the balance games on the Wii. He loves to watch his cousins play games as well, because they can get to levels that he can't. After playing his games for awhile he'll start drawing games, drawing very intricate (but totally confusing) "levels" on different pieces of paper. Then he'll start drawing these tediously small people, his "lives" and cutting the people out. Anyone watching him would think I am denying him video games.
6. Six years ago today he was born sometime in the evening. He had the same blood complication as his sister and spent a week in the pediatric unit of the hospital. When he came home he had an-almost-two-year sister and two older cousins who couldn't wait to hold him and play with him. His first name means lion in Hebrew, and his middle name begins with an H to remember Rich's grandfather (on his father's side). Some his first words included 'poptart', 'spongebob', and 'doggy.' He slept like a dream, and I could put him down awake and he'd fall asleep by himself. He still sucks his thumb and drags a stuffed rabbit who has a rattle on his paw(un-originally named Rattle Bunny) everywhere he goes. He had blocked tear ducts and two surgeries to correct them. He's a fabulous kid, who's lovable and snuggly and has clear limits of what he wants and likes. I'm very lucky to be his mama.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Sounds I Love to Fall Asleep To
Days and days have gone by, and I haven't posted. I have so many good intentions. But sometimes I run out of time and sometimes I simply don't know what to blog about. Last night I went to bed at about 10:30, after hanging out at Lissa's house while she and our friend did some planning for G.'s Bar Mitzvah. I turned on the Red Sox game even though I knew I was going to sleep, because I absolutely love to fall asleep with the tv on when I'm awake through the game and they win, and I can hear the post-game as I'm falling asleep. It's less fun when they lose. And last night, because it was a West coast game, the game had just started when I was going to bed. And as I was falling asleep I realized I don't like to fall asleep when it's quiet. There are certain sounds that I just love to fall asleep to.
1. The sound of Ari snoring. I guess it’s not really healthy for a six-year old (yes, he’s six. Practically.) to snore. But he does, and the doctor says it’s healthy, he just has large tonsils. He may grow into them. Then again, he may not. But he snores, and he falls asleep while I read, and he usually curls himself up like a little shrimp, and leans on me, and snores behind my shoulder. I can tell be the snores if he’s asleep enough for me to get up and leave the room. It’s one of the best ways to fall asleep.
2. Listening to Halle chat about her day. I’m not allowed to read when I lie down with Halle. I have to lie in particular place, on a particular side, with my arm across her in a particular way. And then we chat. First she tells me how much I love her – more than all the stars in the sky, more than all the sand on the beach, more than all the water in the ocean, and all the way to the moon and back. I’ve been telling her that since the day she was born and now she tells me, and we have to go through it every night. After that she talks about her day; highs and lows, points of interest, etc. She often wakes me up to complain about my snoring, and sometime after I have fallen asleep she does too. I fight to stay awake but my days start awfully early, and she can get quite chatty. She never seems to mind if I fall asleep.
3. I am afraid, to a ridiculously high degree, of water. Any water. I do, however, love the beach. I won’t swim, and become uncomfortable when the water reaches my ankles. Yet I love the sand, the sun, the sound of the surf, the smell of the sea, and being outside with the kids. Any time I’m reclining, I’m extremely likely to fall asleep. All of the sounds of the beach – the waves, the seagulls, the kids yelling to each other as they run around – all put me to sleep almost instantly. Which, given my pasty complexion, leads to sunburns and blisters and peeling, regardless of the sunblock I slather myself with.
4 As previously mentioned, I love to fall asleep with the TV on, particularly the Red Sox. Usually it’s unintentional and I go upstairs to watch the shows on my DVR that I have accumulated. They are the shows that I don’t watch with Rich (because he makes fun of me), those are the ones we tape downstairs on the tv that he loves. The shows I watch are my faux-reality shows, and the cheesy crap on VH1 and MTV. I don’t start watching them until I’m in danger of falling asleep, so I never make it through a whole show. I usually fall asleep backwards on the bed, with my head towards the foot of the bed, which is how I watch TV. But sometimes I wake up and actually get into bed and leave the TV on. And the light on. That’s weird. Isn’t it?
5. We still use baby monitors for the kids because when they wake up in the middle of the night (thankfully it’s fairly infrequent) they don’t get up, they just call for me. Never for Rich, he can’t hear anything even when he’s awake, he sleeps like a dead person and snores so loud I’m lucky I can hear the kids. They have humidifiers that run at night so it’s not too quiet in their rooms (I project my love of night-noise on them I guess) and I can hear the humidifiers running through the monitors. I don’t particularly love that sound, but sometimes I hear Halle laugh in her sleep, or hear Ari say something, or hear the dog’s nails click on the hardwood floors as they check in on the kids (our dogs are very interested in knowing where everyone in the family is at random intervals). It’s just comforting to hear the regular household noises through the monitor, the ones that reassure me that everyone is in the right place, doing the right thing. You know?
1. The sound of Ari snoring. I guess it’s not really healthy for a six-year old (yes, he’s six. Practically.) to snore. But he does, and the doctor says it’s healthy, he just has large tonsils. He may grow into them. Then again, he may not. But he snores, and he falls asleep while I read, and he usually curls himself up like a little shrimp, and leans on me, and snores behind my shoulder. I can tell be the snores if he’s asleep enough for me to get up and leave the room. It’s one of the best ways to fall asleep.
2. Listening to Halle chat about her day. I’m not allowed to read when I lie down with Halle. I have to lie in particular place, on a particular side, with my arm across her in a particular way. And then we chat. First she tells me how much I love her – more than all the stars in the sky, more than all the sand on the beach, more than all the water in the ocean, and all the way to the moon and back. I’ve been telling her that since the day she was born and now she tells me, and we have to go through it every night. After that she talks about her day; highs and lows, points of interest, etc. She often wakes me up to complain about my snoring, and sometime after I have fallen asleep she does too. I fight to stay awake but my days start awfully early, and she can get quite chatty. She never seems to mind if I fall asleep.
3. I am afraid, to a ridiculously high degree, of water. Any water. I do, however, love the beach. I won’t swim, and become uncomfortable when the water reaches my ankles. Yet I love the sand, the sun, the sound of the surf, the smell of the sea, and being outside with the kids. Any time I’m reclining, I’m extremely likely to fall asleep. All of the sounds of the beach – the waves, the seagulls, the kids yelling to each other as they run around – all put me to sleep almost instantly. Which, given my pasty complexion, leads to sunburns and blisters and peeling, regardless of the sunblock I slather myself with.
4 As previously mentioned, I love to fall asleep with the TV on, particularly the Red Sox. Usually it’s unintentional and I go upstairs to watch the shows on my DVR that I have accumulated. They are the shows that I don’t watch with Rich (because he makes fun of me), those are the ones we tape downstairs on the tv that he loves. The shows I watch are my faux-reality shows, and the cheesy crap on VH1 and MTV. I don’t start watching them until I’m in danger of falling asleep, so I never make it through a whole show. I usually fall asleep backwards on the bed, with my head towards the foot of the bed, which is how I watch TV. But sometimes I wake up and actually get into bed and leave the TV on. And the light on. That’s weird. Isn’t it?
5. We still use baby monitors for the kids because when they wake up in the middle of the night (thankfully it’s fairly infrequent) they don’t get up, they just call for me. Never for Rich, he can’t hear anything even when he’s awake, he sleeps like a dead person and snores so loud I’m lucky I can hear the kids. They have humidifiers that run at night so it’s not too quiet in their rooms (I project my love of night-noise on them I guess) and I can hear the humidifiers running through the monitors. I don’t particularly love that sound, but sometimes I hear Halle laugh in her sleep, or hear Ari say something, or hear the dog’s nails click on the hardwood floors as they check in on the kids (our dogs are very interested in knowing where everyone in the family is at random intervals). It’s just comforting to hear the regular household noises through the monitor, the ones that reassure me that everyone is in the right place, doing the right thing. You know?
Saturday, May 9, 2009
A Random List of Thoughts
Can a list be random? Or does it have to contain related items in a certain order? I hope it can be random, I'm feeling rather random on this Saturday morning. My kids didn't wake me up but Fenway did - she decided she needed to go out at 4:30. Argh. I'm tired. I stayed up to watch the Red Sox win (finally!) a game against Tampa Bay. Jason Bay makes it all worth it. Here's a list of random thoughts in my head. Or a non-list. Whichever.
1. There are several things I have to do before I go shower. And I really should shower soon because I'm working this morning. I'm not so much in the mood to work, but I always like it when I'm there. Anyway - I have to clean the counters, and my bathroom. And it was on my list that I should write a blog post, but here I am doing that, yay!
2. Today is my friend Heather's birthday. I miss Heather, she moved away about 3 years ago. I still feel like we're close friends but communicating by email and phone calls definitely isn't the same. Last year we were able to get together in FL in March, and the year before that she visited MA in May and we all celebrated birthdays together because Heather, both her kids and both my kids have May/June birthdays. I'm not going to see her until August this year and I miss her and her family. I really want to go visit her in MI - maybe in the Fall I'll be able to fly out there with the kids. I hope so. Happy Birthday Heather!
3. I only have about 6 weeks of work left this year. The seniors are done in two weeks and then there are four weeks left for the rest of the kids. Sadly, because of one too many snowdays our last days of finals is on a Monday. We didn't think the administration would make us come back to end the year on a Monday, but they are. It's so annoying. I did find out that I officially got the summer job that I wanted, working in the special needs preschool. I did it last year and loved it. I'm really glad I'll do it again. It's 4 mornings a week, so I am able to both make some extra money and have a ton of time with my kids. Which would be perfect, except....
4. Summer camp. Specifically - Jewish Day Camps north of Boston. They are so expensive. I had planned on sending my kids to camp half days during the 5 weeks I'm working. But half days of camp for both kids is more than I am making working at the preschool. So, the logical thing to do would be to not work, except we already pulled a few thousand dollars out of Rich's salary to put in the dependent care flexible spending account. And that won't cover the cost of camp but if we don't use it we'll lose it. I think I came up with a good way to deal with the whole thing, because I really want my kids to have the experience of a Jewish day camp. I'm going to send them for three of the five weeks, and then use a babysitter for the other two weeks, during which my sister has agreed to watch them a few days. A babysitter is much less than even one of the kids' camp costs per week. The whole thing is so annoying.
5. There is, of course, an alternative to the camp situation and it's an alternative that could work, but I don't want to to send my kids there. But because it exists and I get emails about it, I can't not think about it. The ultra-observant Jewish organization runs a day campt that is so inexpensive it's ridiculous. They don't have an outdoor pool, but they have a campground area near the JCC and they use their pool. They don't have a bus, and they don't have a half-day option, so it would be difficult to send the kids there, but not impossible. A whole 4-week session is less than one week at the camp my kids want to go to. Argh.
6. Ok, I'm done thinking about summer. In November when we have to elect our flexible spending money I'll have to figure out what to do about next summer. But this summer I'm going to stick with my original plans, and the kids are excited to go to the camp I chose. They love the pool there. I'll have to send in the camp registration forms today. And I have to clean my counters, and scrub the bathrooms. I have to make sure I sign the Mother's Day Card I bought for Nana, because they kids are going to see her today and I want them to give her the card and gift we got her. I may make some soap as well, I bought really cute sheep molds to make the cutest soaps. But the kit didn't come with any instructions, and the one time I was going to attempt the sheep soaps I gave up. If I have some time today/tonight, I may investigate the whole idea again. We'll see.
7. I just finished Twilight by Stephanie Meyer. All my high school students (well, the girls) are so into these books. And the movies. And the actors in the movies. So, I decided to read it because Lissa had a copy of it. I wasn't really interested in it, but then again, that's what I thought about Harry Potter and I quickly became a huge Harry Potter who does things like wait in line to buy books or see movies at midnight. So even though the idea of a teen vampire book leaves me cold, I thought I'd try it. And all I can say is, what's the big fuss about? It's a 400-page book that doesn't become an iota interesting until page 388, and even I knew that what's his face, the bad guy, James, was pulling off a hoax. It was predictable, boring, and I just don't get it. At least now I know.
I am going to go scrub the bathroom before I shower. Really. I'm not going to check Facebook and play Bejeweled Blitz. Honest. Happy Mother's Day!
1. There are several things I have to do before I go shower. And I really should shower soon because I'm working this morning. I'm not so much in the mood to work, but I always like it when I'm there. Anyway - I have to clean the counters, and my bathroom. And it was on my list that I should write a blog post, but here I am doing that, yay!
2. Today is my friend Heather's birthday. I miss Heather, she moved away about 3 years ago. I still feel like we're close friends but communicating by email and phone calls definitely isn't the same. Last year we were able to get together in FL in March, and the year before that she visited MA in May and we all celebrated birthdays together because Heather, both her kids and both my kids have May/June birthdays. I'm not going to see her until August this year and I miss her and her family. I really want to go visit her in MI - maybe in the Fall I'll be able to fly out there with the kids. I hope so. Happy Birthday Heather!
3. I only have about 6 weeks of work left this year. The seniors are done in two weeks and then there are four weeks left for the rest of the kids. Sadly, because of one too many snowdays our last days of finals is on a Monday. We didn't think the administration would make us come back to end the year on a Monday, but they are. It's so annoying. I did find out that I officially got the summer job that I wanted, working in the special needs preschool. I did it last year and loved it. I'm really glad I'll do it again. It's 4 mornings a week, so I am able to both make some extra money and have a ton of time with my kids. Which would be perfect, except....
4. Summer camp. Specifically - Jewish Day Camps north of Boston. They are so expensive. I had planned on sending my kids to camp half days during the 5 weeks I'm working. But half days of camp for both kids is more than I am making working at the preschool. So, the logical thing to do would be to not work, except we already pulled a few thousand dollars out of Rich's salary to put in the dependent care flexible spending account. And that won't cover the cost of camp but if we don't use it we'll lose it. I think I came up with a good way to deal with the whole thing, because I really want my kids to have the experience of a Jewish day camp. I'm going to send them for three of the five weeks, and then use a babysitter for the other two weeks, during which my sister has agreed to watch them a few days. A babysitter is much less than even one of the kids' camp costs per week. The whole thing is so annoying.
5. There is, of course, an alternative to the camp situation and it's an alternative that could work, but I don't want to to send my kids there. But because it exists and I get emails about it, I can't not think about it. The ultra-observant Jewish organization runs a day campt that is so inexpensive it's ridiculous. They don't have an outdoor pool, but they have a campground area near the JCC and they use their pool. They don't have a bus, and they don't have a half-day option, so it would be difficult to send the kids there, but not impossible. A whole 4-week session is less than one week at the camp my kids want to go to. Argh.
6. Ok, I'm done thinking about summer. In November when we have to elect our flexible spending money I'll have to figure out what to do about next summer. But this summer I'm going to stick with my original plans, and the kids are excited to go to the camp I chose. They love the pool there. I'll have to send in the camp registration forms today. And I have to clean my counters, and scrub the bathrooms. I have to make sure I sign the Mother's Day Card I bought for Nana, because they kids are going to see her today and I want them to give her the card and gift we got her. I may make some soap as well, I bought really cute sheep molds to make the cutest soaps. But the kit didn't come with any instructions, and the one time I was going to attempt the sheep soaps I gave up. If I have some time today/tonight, I may investigate the whole idea again. We'll see.
7. I just finished Twilight by Stephanie Meyer. All my high school students (well, the girls) are so into these books. And the movies. And the actors in the movies. So, I decided to read it because Lissa had a copy of it. I wasn't really interested in it, but then again, that's what I thought about Harry Potter and I quickly became a huge Harry Potter who does things like wait in line to buy books or see movies at midnight. So even though the idea of a teen vampire book leaves me cold, I thought I'd try it. And all I can say is, what's the big fuss about? It's a 400-page book that doesn't become an iota interesting until page 388, and even I knew that what's his face, the bad guy, James, was pulling off a hoax. It was predictable, boring, and I just don't get it. At least now I know.
I am going to go scrub the bathroom before I shower. Really. I'm not going to check Facebook and play Bejeweled Blitz. Honest. Happy Mother's Day!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
A List of 12-Step Programs I Need
Besides Overeaters Anonymous, which I would find tremendously helpful. I can't do OA because I can't swear off sugar and carbs forever. But there are habits that I have that become compulsive, almost like addictions, that I obviously need to stop. And yet I can't. I complain and complain but I can't change the behavior. It's odd.
1. The ultra-conservative talk radio I listen to in the afternoons. I hate Michael Graham and I hate Jay Severin, but I listen to them all the time. Why is that? I listen to the station in morning on my way to work because I like Don Imus. When I get in my car in the afternoon the station is still on and sometimes I get to hear Jim and Marjorie, who I also like. But for the rest of the afternoon and evening, it's horrible. But I can't turn it off. I know they are going to say outrageous things and I am compelled to know the things they say. I talk back to the radio and spend a lot of time in shock about what I'm hearing, but as much as I hate them I can't turn them off. So a 12 Step Recovery program for ultraconservative radio hosts would help me out greatly.
2. Facebook. I am not sure when I joined Facebook, I think it was over the summer. I love Facebook. I love re-connecting with friends, I love the ease of sending messages to people and setting up groups, and reading people's status updates. I love the games - I get hooked on different games at different times, and Rich and I like similar games and often huddle around the laptop playing Bumper Stars, Wordtwist, Soduko, or Bejewled Blitz. I know, I know - we're losers. The games are so addictive, and appeal to my nerdy competetive side. Which leads me to number 3.
3. Bejeweled Blitz. Of all the games on Facebook this one has me hooked more than most. I can't stop playing. Each game is a minute, and I always tell myself I'm going to play just one more game. So, I basically am watching my life fly before my eyes in one minute increments. I get fiercely competetive with the scoreboard that lists all my friends' scores. One girl, someone I graduated high school with, always seems to beat my score at the last minute and my entire goal is to beat her score before they reset the boards. Seriously, I am completely addicted and I'm admitting I have a problem.
4. Reality TV. I mentioned this before and I really don't think I'll ever kick the habit. Certainly not without help. I love shows like Cops, Cash Cab, Extreme Home Makeover, The Amazing Race, American Idol, etc. But my true addiction shows up with the crap celebreality on MTV and VH1. I'm watching I Love Money 2, The Duel, Rock of Love Bus Tour, and I even watched an episode of New York Gets A Job (but I couldn't actually watch the whole thing, it was that bad). I have watched all the seaons of Flavor or Love and Tori and Dean. I even got hooked on Janice Dickinson's Modeling Agency. That can't be healthy, right? And recently, when Lissa and I had a day off we were on the phone and watched an episode of Jerry Springer together while laughing about it. We need help.
5. I would mention my serious addiction to Ben and Jerry's ice cream, but to be honest I have no interest in quitting. They have some new flavors out, and one in particular - Mission to Marzipan - is wreaking havoc with my weight watchers success. It's too good. Instead of thinking of ways to stop eating it, I'm trying to find the Ben and Jerry's store that someone said is nearby. So I guess that one shouldn't even be on my list. Oh well.
1. The ultra-conservative talk radio I listen to in the afternoons. I hate Michael Graham and I hate Jay Severin, but I listen to them all the time. Why is that? I listen to the station in morning on my way to work because I like Don Imus. When I get in my car in the afternoon the station is still on and sometimes I get to hear Jim and Marjorie, who I also like. But for the rest of the afternoon and evening, it's horrible. But I can't turn it off. I know they are going to say outrageous things and I am compelled to know the things they say. I talk back to the radio and spend a lot of time in shock about what I'm hearing, but as much as I hate them I can't turn them off. So a 12 Step Recovery program for ultraconservative radio hosts would help me out greatly.
2. Facebook. I am not sure when I joined Facebook, I think it was over the summer. I love Facebook. I love re-connecting with friends, I love the ease of sending messages to people and setting up groups, and reading people's status updates. I love the games - I get hooked on different games at different times, and Rich and I like similar games and often huddle around the laptop playing Bumper Stars, Wordtwist, Soduko, or Bejewled Blitz. I know, I know - we're losers. The games are so addictive, and appeal to my nerdy competetive side. Which leads me to number 3.
3. Bejeweled Blitz. Of all the games on Facebook this one has me hooked more than most. I can't stop playing. Each game is a minute, and I always tell myself I'm going to play just one more game. So, I basically am watching my life fly before my eyes in one minute increments. I get fiercely competetive with the scoreboard that lists all my friends' scores. One girl, someone I graduated high school with, always seems to beat my score at the last minute and my entire goal is to beat her score before they reset the boards. Seriously, I am completely addicted and I'm admitting I have a problem.
4. Reality TV. I mentioned this before and I really don't think I'll ever kick the habit. Certainly not without help. I love shows like Cops, Cash Cab, Extreme Home Makeover, The Amazing Race, American Idol, etc. But my true addiction shows up with the crap celebreality on MTV and VH1. I'm watching I Love Money 2, The Duel, Rock of Love Bus Tour, and I even watched an episode of New York Gets A Job (but I couldn't actually watch the whole thing, it was that bad). I have watched all the seaons of Flavor or Love and Tori and Dean. I even got hooked on Janice Dickinson's Modeling Agency. That can't be healthy, right? And recently, when Lissa and I had a day off we were on the phone and watched an episode of Jerry Springer together while laughing about it. We need help.
5. I would mention my serious addiction to Ben and Jerry's ice cream, but to be honest I have no interest in quitting. They have some new flavors out, and one in particular - Mission to Marzipan - is wreaking havoc with my weight watchers success. It's too good. Instead of thinking of ways to stop eating it, I'm trying to find the Ben and Jerry's store that someone said is nearby. So I guess that one shouldn't even be on my list. Oh well.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
A List of Why I Don't Love Today
Today, May 6th, 2009, is not my favorite day. I woke up early enough to ensure I had plenty of time to get done everything I needed to get done. I even mentioned to my sister on the phone that I was ahead of schedule. Shouldn't have said that - it came back to bite me in the butt.
1. It's cold, dark and rainy. It's May. I want May flowers, I want sunshine, and I really want some 70 degree weather. I realize I live in New England, and that I choose to live here. I realize Spring is nebulous and undependable and I can't count on anything - particularly sunshine and 70 degree weather. But I'm tired of letting the dogs out in the rain and having them come in soaked. And I'm tired of the gloomy darkness.
2. One of the dogs pooped in the living room while I was in the shower. I'm sure it was the baby, but I don't have any way of proving that. And she (Coco) should know better - she's been trained forever, and hasn't had an accident in so long I don't remember the last one. I get up early so that I can let them out and feed them and then let them out again before I shower and I do that so that I won't come down to find poop in my living room. I think instead of actually going into the backyard they hung out on the stairs under the tiny overhang of the roof and tried to keep dry, therefore not pooping in the backyard. Argh. So I'll blame the rain on this as well.
3. I was spectacularly late to work today. I'm pushing it everyday, racing to get to school on time. That wasn't always the case, I used to be here (yes, I'm blogging at work) early but Rich went and changed his schedule at work so now I'm the one who gets the kids to bus stop. Most days it goes well, but today was one of those mornings. I couldn't find one of my shoes (Coco put it in the laundry room), I remembered, late, that I was taking the kids to Lexington after school so I wanted their Nintendo DS's and games and couldn't find the games. Ari switched shoes twice, and then I realized I forgot to write a note saying I was picking the kids up early. We finally get out of the house and I wisely chose to go to the second bus stop because I never would have made it to the earliest one. And because the bus was 20 mintes late, we were there for quite a while. I was about 40 minutes late to my first period, which my co-teachers were covering, because they are fabulous. I had to eat my yogurt during my first period class, very unprofessional, and didn't have a chance to check my email or voicemail or anything. Not the way to start my day.
4. I have to leave work early and go have a physical. Not awful, but still, yuck. We'll talk about my weight, and my blood pressure, and it will be mildly depressing. Then, I unwisely scheduled my kid's eye doctor's appointment (which is a 40 minute ride) on the same day. So I have to hope my physical is short, run to get the kids, and then run to their eye doctor. It will be a horrible afternoon of driving on highways in the rain with a van that is getting new brakes tomorrow. Thank goodness I remembered the DS's, and hopefully they'll distract Halle from obsessing about whether or not she'll get eye drops.
Well, Rich took the GPS so I have to go print out some directions, which seems so archaic. Hope no one else's day is this weeny.
1. It's cold, dark and rainy. It's May. I want May flowers, I want sunshine, and I really want some 70 degree weather. I realize I live in New England, and that I choose to live here. I realize Spring is nebulous and undependable and I can't count on anything - particularly sunshine and 70 degree weather. But I'm tired of letting the dogs out in the rain and having them come in soaked. And I'm tired of the gloomy darkness.
2. One of the dogs pooped in the living room while I was in the shower. I'm sure it was the baby, but I don't have any way of proving that. And she (Coco) should know better - she's been trained forever, and hasn't had an accident in so long I don't remember the last one. I get up early so that I can let them out and feed them and then let them out again before I shower and I do that so that I won't come down to find poop in my living room. I think instead of actually going into the backyard they hung out on the stairs under the tiny overhang of the roof and tried to keep dry, therefore not pooping in the backyard. Argh. So I'll blame the rain on this as well.
3. I was spectacularly late to work today. I'm pushing it everyday, racing to get to school on time. That wasn't always the case, I used to be here (yes, I'm blogging at work) early but Rich went and changed his schedule at work so now I'm the one who gets the kids to bus stop. Most days it goes well, but today was one of those mornings. I couldn't find one of my shoes (Coco put it in the laundry room), I remembered, late, that I was taking the kids to Lexington after school so I wanted their Nintendo DS's and games and couldn't find the games. Ari switched shoes twice, and then I realized I forgot to write a note saying I was picking the kids up early. We finally get out of the house and I wisely chose to go to the second bus stop because I never would have made it to the earliest one. And because the bus was 20 mintes late, we were there for quite a while. I was about 40 minutes late to my first period, which my co-teachers were covering, because they are fabulous. I had to eat my yogurt during my first period class, very unprofessional, and didn't have a chance to check my email or voicemail or anything. Not the way to start my day.
4. I have to leave work early and go have a physical. Not awful, but still, yuck. We'll talk about my weight, and my blood pressure, and it will be mildly depressing. Then, I unwisely scheduled my kid's eye doctor's appointment (which is a 40 minute ride) on the same day. So I have to hope my physical is short, run to get the kids, and then run to their eye doctor. It will be a horrible afternoon of driving on highways in the rain with a van that is getting new brakes tomorrow. Thank goodness I remembered the DS's, and hopefully they'll distract Halle from obsessing about whether or not she'll get eye drops.
Well, Rich took the GPS so I have to go print out some directions, which seems so archaic. Hope no one else's day is this weeny.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
List #1 - About Me
1. I used to have a blog and for some reason when I abandoned it last August, I tend to suffer bloggers-block whenever I look at it. I had to keep an educational blog for a class I took this year and now that the class is over I decided to keep a personal blog again.
2. I am unsure of the reasons that I'm writing this blog in list-form, but the idea came to me while lying in the sun in my backyard and I found it to be very appealing.
3. I have two children. My daughter Halle is going to be eight in June and my son Ari is going to be six in two weeks. Actually, 9 days. I've been married to Rich for 13 and a half years. We have two dogs, a black Border Collie Mix named Fenway and a Chocolate Lab mix named Coco. I think most of the beings who live in my house suffer from ADD at some level. Maybe not my daughter... but the rest of us (especially the dogs), definitely.
4. I am a special education teacher at a local high school and I am lucky enough to absolutely love my job. I am 100% serious when I say that if I won the lottery I wouldn't quit my job. I like my school, the administrators, my fellow teachers and my students. My sister recently started working at my school which has doubled the amount of fun I manage to have while I work.
5. Which brings me to the fact that I am an identical twin. Her name is Lissa, and (naturally!) she's adorable. She has two fabulous boys that I often forget belong to her and not to me. Lissa is my confidant, my co-conspirator, and the person I turn to when I need help being crafty. She helps me out a thousand ways and she's fabulous.
6. I love to cook, and bake, and read. I don't cook or bake enough anymore, and need to make more time for healthy cooking and baking with my kids. I do read all the time, often carrying books with me in the car so I can read at red lights or any other time I get a few extra minutes.
7. I am addicted to reality tv, and the trashier the better. I watch crap-reality tv on VH1 and MTV all the time, and even DVR the shows. I also love American Idol, The Amazing Race, and 24. I have also been watching Roseanne in the mornings while I get my kids lunches and bags packed, and I love it.
8. This is the end of my first post. I have to bathe my kids, because they are filthy. I am going to try to work out on my new Wii fit tonight, and have lunches to pack, folders to unpack, etc. Thanks for reading!
2. I am unsure of the reasons that I'm writing this blog in list-form, but the idea came to me while lying in the sun in my backyard and I found it to be very appealing.
3. I have two children. My daughter Halle is going to be eight in June and my son Ari is going to be six in two weeks. Actually, 9 days. I've been married to Rich for 13 and a half years. We have two dogs, a black Border Collie Mix named Fenway and a Chocolate Lab mix named Coco. I think most of the beings who live in my house suffer from ADD at some level. Maybe not my daughter... but the rest of us (especially the dogs), definitely.
4. I am a special education teacher at a local high school and I am lucky enough to absolutely love my job. I am 100% serious when I say that if I won the lottery I wouldn't quit my job. I like my school, the administrators, my fellow teachers and my students. My sister recently started working at my school which has doubled the amount of fun I manage to have while I work.
5. Which brings me to the fact that I am an identical twin. Her name is Lissa, and (naturally!) she's adorable. She has two fabulous boys that I often forget belong to her and not to me. Lissa is my confidant, my co-conspirator, and the person I turn to when I need help being crafty. She helps me out a thousand ways and she's fabulous.
6. I love to cook, and bake, and read. I don't cook or bake enough anymore, and need to make more time for healthy cooking and baking with my kids. I do read all the time, often carrying books with me in the car so I can read at red lights or any other time I get a few extra minutes.
7. I am addicted to reality tv, and the trashier the better. I watch crap-reality tv on VH1 and MTV all the time, and even DVR the shows. I also love American Idol, The Amazing Race, and 24. I have also been watching Roseanne in the mornings while I get my kids lunches and bags packed, and I love it.
8. This is the end of my first post. I have to bathe my kids, because they are filthy. I am going to try to work out on my new Wii fit tonight, and have lunches to pack, folders to unpack, etc. Thanks for reading!
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