I think it has been pulled before...

Signs that another day of school has been survived...

See You At The Pole 2007

Tuesday Night Football

Underneath the stairs

I decided to start posting more of my photos on here. This is a picture that I took from inside the Apple store in NYC. It is one of my favorites.

Bald spot? How could it be that I am balding?

I love kids... This is not some great revelation. I have always loved kids. I especially love little boys. A friend told me today that I always say that every kid is the greatest or cutest kid that I know. I was telling her about how I was going to be keeping two of my favorite kids this weekend. They are two boys that go to church with me and they are super cute and I love being with them. She says that is what I say about all the kids that I hang out with. And it is true. The reason that I say it is because it is true. I don't have to hang out with kids. When I do hang out with them, I get to pick who I want to spend time with. I always pick the ones that are the cutest and most fun to be around. That doesn't mean they are the only kids I ever see but they are the only ones that I like to talk about.

My Job....

I came to school this morning in a really rotten mood. I have been dealing with some stressful personal type stuff. Nothing major but I am not very good at being stressed and try to escape it when I can but sometimes it catches up to you whether you want it to or not. So anyway, I have been stressed and this morning I was feeling pretty rotten and was ready to have a rotten day. But after about thirty minutes of being here my mood began to change. I realized that I work with some pretty cool people and that I really like my job. I realized for me the best cure for stress is coming to work and being around my students and co-workers. Here I really get to be who I am, I get to do what I do best, I get to teach. And now at the end of the day, I don't really feel stressed, I feel lucky. I am lucky because there are so many people that can't say that about what they do. And maybe I won't feel lucky every day, but I do today. I just wanted to tell somebody that.

Being the big sister....


For those of you who don't know I am a big sister to three different people.





This is Bubba.....

Bubba moved to New Jersey last week and I am going to miss him being around. One time my cat got out and he came over in the middle of the night and helped me look for him. We didn't catch the cat that night but having him come over and help me made the fact that I couldn't find Napoleon okay. He is the kind of guy that you can call in the middle of the night and he will come and do what ever he can to help you. He has always been there when ever I needed some one to help me. He is great at moving furniture, and playing trivia games. He listens to strange music and lacks table manners. Now that we are adults and have moved past sibling rivalry, I really enjoy being around him and spending time with him. I am really proud of who he has become and the man that he is going to be. I love you Bubba and I hope you learn how to use the phone while you live in New Jersey.