Mission Accomplished.

Well we finally got rid of our Christmas tree. Taryn, we really were planning on taking it down to the T house but things changed. We had to borrow a saw from Paul and he said I'm not going to be home but you can come get it. So it was just the perfect opportunity. We really wanted to set it up in his living room but he locked his doors. Smart guy. So we called him with an excuse of why we needed to get into his house. But unfortunately there was no key that was easily accessible because he had all his keys with him. Dumb kid. (That's kind of a term of endearment in my family.) So instead we just set it up in his yard for all the neighbors to see. And we even put my beautiful big colored lights on it. (The ones that nobody else seems to like, but I love them.) Anyways, we sat in the car down the block and waited for him to get home. We only had to wait about two minutes. He pulled in, the lights went off and about 5 seconds later the phone rang. He thought it was funny. He even took our tree for us so we wouldn't have to still worry about getting rid of it. We just thought it was high time seeing we will be getting a new one shortly.....

Shoulda called in sick

When I woke up this morning I was seriously contemplating calling in sick. No I was not actually sick enough to miss work although I did cough all weekend long. But I really didn't feel completely up to par. And I have a ton of sick days racked up because after working at a daycare for five years I have this incredible immune system and I never really get more than a little sniffle or sore throat. Plus I was just really tired because I got to bed about 1:30. (I leave my house at 6:30.) But feeling guilty I pressed on and went to work. Even when I was driving to work I thought about calling in, turning around and going back to bed. But I didn't. I should've. The kids were pretty cranky just because it was Monday. And there's this one little boy who makes the room a completely different place. He's moving up to the next room on Monday and I can't wait. It's just a lot more peaceful when he's not in the room. But this same little boy is the on who has a habit of bringing me his poop in his hand to let me know he needs to be changed. Very frustrating. I went on break today and when I got back I thought the smell of poopy seemed a lot stronger than usual. I looked over and this boy has handfulls of it and is smearing it all over the wall!!!!! I about went ballistic. Partially because I was mad at him, partially because I was even more mad at my assistant teacher. Who, from where she was sitting, had a good view of the whole room but was too oblivious and too into her conversation with the girl covering my break to notice what was going on. And also because even though she's the one who does morning diapers, left me to clean up the kid who had it caked everywhere and even managed to get some on me. I had to bite my tongue pretty hard on that one. But there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I have two workshops this week which means I get comp time. And my boss scheduled me tomorrow to only work from 7-10. So hopefully it's an easy breezy day. And if it's not, I can hack three hours. I hope....

Quote

Quote of the day: "You know it's bad when you go to bed in one shirt and you're still in it at 5:00 the next evening." - Jenae Sutter 10/20/05 (And yes, she was talking about herself today.)

I see it's been awhile

since I last posted. I guess nothing exciting has happened. My weekend was fairly dull. I didn't go to college weekend or Jeff's cookout. Everyone made it sound like I missed the two biggest events in AC history. I wasn't too bummed about CW. Julia has the CD's which we have already started listening to. But I was really mad at myself that I didn't go to Jeff's. There was a whole slew of people that I would have liked to see. But life goes on and I'll just have to wait until the next big event I guess. Last night was the last of volleyball until next year. I came home and went to bed "early". All of my roommates stayed up until like 1 watching the neighbors have a little dispute. Meika told me about it today when I got home. She took me upstairs and showed me everything that happened. Their window was shattered, stuff on their porch was knocked over and there was blood all over their porch. No, nobody died or anything... it must have been from breaking the window. Appartenly there were 4 cops and an ambulance and they stayed for about two hours taking pictures. While everyone else was spying, I slept right through it. Seriously- I'm amazed that I don't oversleep more that I do. Now I'm going to go read my book. I'm in the middle of The Ishbance Conspiracy by Randy Alcorn. If you haven't read it I would highly recommend it. I feel like it has really opened my eyes and made me more aware of Satan and his tactics. It makes me just want to pound him. But anyways........

I hate zits

I decided I really like this color thing. It's about as creative as I get. So bear with me. This weekend was great. I've been feeling a little on the dry and empty side spiritually lately. Testimonies was just what I needed on Saturday. It was good to listen to someone who was full of "fresh blood". It really gave me a desire to get up and get going again. And I need to give a shout out to Los. The ice cream looked delicious. This morning I got to work and my boss said we had too many teachers for the number of kids we had. So I kindly volunteered to take the day off if she needed me too. I mean, it was rough but somebody's got to do it. I clocked out at 8:30. Early, but I still got almost 2 hours in cause I had to be there at 6:45 this morning. It's just a little earlier than usual but I was really freaked out about waking up on time. I woke up at 1:30 convinced I was late and was half dressed when I realized my alarm wasn't going off for another 4 hours. I'm sure Jenae thought I had lost it completely. But anyways, I went to my parents, read the paper, took a nap then went to my aunt's resturant with Angie, Mandy and Libby. I woke up this morning with a very noticeable zit right on the tip of my nose. Lovely. When I stopped by my parents it was the first thing my dad asked about and then lovingly informed me that it looks like a headlight. I laughed, agreed and took no offense to it. He really is right. Hopefully though it goes away soon. I have a workshop in Peoria tonight. I think I might try to do a little bit of shopping before it starts. It will be my first time venturing into Peoria using the new and improved 74 bridge. Could my life be anymore exciting?!?! Anyways, until next time.....

Randomness

At work if a kid gets hurt we have to fill out an accident report saying what happened, the treatment and then the teacher and the director have to sign it. Sometimes we miss an "owie" or just forget about one and never write up a report. This morning one of the moms dropped off her kids and asked if I had a report from the day before for her little boy who is in my room. (Who happens to be one of my favorites.) I stared at her with a blank look on my face because I didn't know what happened to him. She said "Well, we had to go to the doctor last night because his elbow was out of joint." As soon as she said it I knew exactly when it happened. It was one of those freak things that would take too long to explain how it happened but I was thinking why did it have to be me and not another teacher. She doesn't know it was me but I do and I've kinda been beating myself up all day over the whole thing. I really don't abuse my kids. I feel absolutely horrible about it all. Tonight I went to the Midwest Food Bank to package boxes to send to hurricane victims. It was the first time I had been there and it was pretty cool. I like to think that the boxes we put something a little extra or fun in is a specific answer to somebody's prayer. Maybe not, but in the perfect world that I have in my head, it is. Today was soup and pie day at the church that the daycare is at. We love soup and pie day because the daycare buys us all a meal. So we all fill our trays with whatever our hearts desire and never really worry about the money, calories or about looking like pigs. Because it only happens once a year and it's really good food. I had a BBQ sandwich, a cup of chili, a big piece of chocolate cake and a Pepsi. And I ate every last bite. It was (in the words of my grandma) scrumpdillyicious. I'm really getting in the mood for Christmas music. It happens every year about this time. I always try to wait until after Thanksgiving but I don't know if I've ever actually made it that long. I'm thinking I'll break it out just for a quick fix, then I'll be okay for the next couple months. Until everybody else agrees that Christmas music is appropriate. I personally could listen to it almost all year long. I had to have a quick fix back in July and that held me over until now. I walked into my house tonight and it didn't feel a whole lot warmer than it felt outside. It's about 65 in our house right now. So really it's about 20 degrees warmer that outside I guess. But we're a bunch of cheapos here at Queenwood and the heater usually doesn't go on until it's an Arctic blast in this place. Once it get's to be about 50 in the house we'll finally turn it on. For now we'll just layer ourselves with lots of clothes and blankets. Tomorrow I'm headed to Taylor for Wes and Shanes' baptism. I'm excited. I really like the whole travelling thing but I'm really ready for a weekend when there's nothing going on. I hope that doesn't show a sign of aging. I'll just refer to it as "maturing". Have a good weekend everybody!

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By the way...

If you want to see "my" baby you can go to www.saintfrancishospital.org and check out her picture. She was born on the 30th. SHE'S SO CUTE!!!!!!!!

Great Weekend

I had an awesome weekend. I went to the Gridley Choir Sing on Saturday. I didn't really know what to expect but I was kind of excited. But it was really fun. It was fun to be in an organized choir again, but unlike high school, everybody there wanted to and could sing. We recorded, then after supper had an evening program where all of the special groups sang. I was planning to be in one, but when I got there Saturday morning I somehow got roped into a second one. We have sung together before but not since our Mother/Daughter banquet in May. AAAUUUGGGHHH! But it went pretty good. Then Sunday after the second service we sang all our group songs for the whole church. I'm really excited for the CD's to get done but I don't think that's happening till almost Thanksgiving. Sunday night was our Roanoke family hymn sing and Psalm 100 was the special group invited. They had been at Gridley and I found out they didn't have supper plans. So a group of us from R-oke went to The Pizza Place with them before the singing. That was a lot of fun too. I was supposed to go to a friend's house after the singing for a fire but I was exhausted. Who knew singing all weekend could wear you out so much. So I copped out of the festivites and came home to bed. My alarm went off all too soon this morning. But work went pretty good. A lot better than it did on Friday. And if Monday is a good day it usually sets the stage for the rest of the week so I'm hoping for the best. Have a lovely day!