So let's start with three of the lies...
Lie #1 - I only tried on one wedding dress. The dress was perfect, and I was done.
I wish! I must have tried on at least fifty different dresses. I actually picked out a dress and ordered it, only to receive a call the next day informing me that the dress I picked out was no longer being made. The sample at the bridal salon was not an option; it was a size 2, I am not. So the search continued. I did end my finding a dress that looked very beautiful. However, I never had that "this is the dress" moment. I hope I am not the only one.
Lie #2 - I am addicted to coffee. I cannot leave the house without drinking at least two cups and that is just to start.
Lie, lie, lie. I hate coffee. I have tried it on many occasions in many different forms. If we are talking about addiction, let's talk about diet soda. Or let's not, because I am trying to avoid it.
Lie #3 - I have known my husband since we were in junior high school together.
I have actually only known my husband since July of 2005, so obviously we did not meet in junior high school. We actually met on online. Yes, when I say online, I mean one of those online dating services. One I guarantee you have seen commercials for on television. I do have stories to tell from my online dating days, but we can save those for later posts, if anyone is interested.
This brings us to the first truth, which is the one that was guessed by Chas over at Sugar and Ice.
Truth #1 - I have never smoked a cigarette, or anything else for that matter.
Yes, I have never smoked anything. Cigarettes never even remotely appealed to me. But I did have many opportunities to smoke pot in college. I was good friends with a guy who regularly smoked pot. He had a dealer and made it seem like a regular hobby enjoyed by many, which it probably is. However, I could never get over the whole illegal bit. I was already working on my teaching degree and was afraid that random drug testing would occur, and my little adventure with illegal substances would result in being kicked out of my program. Unlikely, yes, but I couldn't get past it.
Stop by later this week to find out about the other 3 lies and the final truth.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Hello again....
Hi! So I got married and decided to take an extended honeymoon from blogging. But I am back with Six Lies, Two Truths. I saw this on several other blogs and decided to give it a try. If anyone happens to stop by and wants to take a guess, e-mail me at blog.by.meg at g mail dot com with no periods. If anyone guesses correctly, I will post a wedding picture!
Six Lies, Two Truths
1.) I am addicted to coffee. I cannot leave the house without drinking at least two cups and that is just to start.
2.) I have never smoked a cigarette, or anything else for that matter.
3.) I have known my husband since we were in junior high school together.
4.) I only tried on one wedding dress. The dress was perfect, and I was done.
5.) I come from a big family. I am the oldest of six kids.
6.) I love teaching first grade and can't imagine doing anything else with my life.
7.) I never saw the ocean until I was twenty years old.
8.) I am pregnant!
Happy guessing!
Six Lies, Two Truths
1.) I am addicted to coffee. I cannot leave the house without drinking at least two cups and that is just to start.
2.) I have never smoked a cigarette, or anything else for that matter.
3.) I have known my husband since we were in junior high school together.
4.) I only tried on one wedding dress. The dress was perfect, and I was done.
5.) I come from a big family. I am the oldest of six kids.
6.) I love teaching first grade and can't imagine doing anything else with my life.
7.) I never saw the ocean until I was twenty years old.
8.) I am pregnant!
Happy guessing!
Monday, June 18, 2007
I'm done and....
I'm sick! :(
I came home on Friday after a very long day of packing and moving. I took a relaxing bath, because my old school is gross. I found a centipede, several spiders, and piles of dust while packing. Yuck! J offered to take me out to celebrate but I was honestly too tired. So he picked up some yummy Italian carryout, we had a lovely dinner on the couch in pajamas. After which, I was exhausted and had a headache, so I went to bed.
Saturday I woke up when J's alarm went off for work. I felt terrible. My throat was on fire, and I felt like I had been hit by a truck. J brought me medicine, and I sent him off to work insisting that I would be fine and he did not need to stay home. The majority of the day consisted of napping on the couch, medicating myself, and regularly chatting with J, who was calling to check on me. When he got home, I was running a rather high fever despite taking medicine. So it's off to the ER we went. I was highly against this but J and my mom (via the phone) insisted. The ER was very efficient. We were back home two hours later complete with some lovely drugs for my various infections.
Sunday was spent drugging myself and napping.
Today I hope to resume some normal activity. My entire house needs to be clean by Saturday when my parents arrive. We also need to meet with the minister and musicians this week to finalize everything for the ceremony. I am hoping I feel up to leaving the house tomorrow, because I am supposed to attend an inservice for work.
I came home on Friday after a very long day of packing and moving. I took a relaxing bath, because my old school is gross. I found a centipede, several spiders, and piles of dust while packing. Yuck! J offered to take me out to celebrate but I was honestly too tired. So he picked up some yummy Italian carryout, we had a lovely dinner on the couch in pajamas. After which, I was exhausted and had a headache, so I went to bed.
Saturday I woke up when J's alarm went off for work. I felt terrible. My throat was on fire, and I felt like I had been hit by a truck. J brought me medicine, and I sent him off to work insisting that I would be fine and he did not need to stay home. The majority of the day consisted of napping on the couch, medicating myself, and regularly chatting with J, who was calling to check on me. When he got home, I was running a rather high fever despite taking medicine. So it's off to the ER we went. I was highly against this but J and my mom (via the phone) insisted. The ER was very efficient. We were back home two hours later complete with some lovely drugs for my various infections.
Sunday was spent drugging myself and napping.
Today I hope to resume some normal activity. My entire house needs to be clean by Saturday when my parents arrive. We also need to meet with the minister and musicians this week to finalize everything for the ceremony. I am hoping I feel up to leaving the house tomorrow, because I am supposed to attend an inservice for work.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Sniff...
It's almost 11:30 at night, and I am up thinking about the fact that tomorrow is my last day at the school I have worked at for the last three years. I will certainly not miss many things about my current school. But I will really miss seeing my kids from previous years grow and change as they move up through the grades. I love it when they stop by to say hi!
I am also dreading telling my class this year that I won't be back next year. They are all so upset to be leaving first grade and have been begging to stay with me. They are nervous about the move to second grade. The kids keep asking what my married name will be, so they will know it when they stop by to visit next year. I don't have to tell them I won't be back, but I can't bear to think of them being confused when they stop by my old room on the way to the second grade hall and find a new teacher who they don't know. I can't do that to them! So tomorrow after our sing-along, right before we say our good-byes, I will tell them that I am not coming back. I am not looking forward to this! :(
I am also dreading telling my class this year that I won't be back next year. They are all so upset to be leaving first grade and have been begging to stay with me. They are nervous about the move to second grade. The kids keep asking what my married name will be, so they will know it when they stop by to visit next year. I don't have to tell them I won't be back, but I can't bear to think of them being confused when they stop by my old room on the way to the second grade hall and find a new teacher who they don't know. I can't do that to them! So tomorrow after our sing-along, right before we say our good-byes, I will tell them that I am not coming back. I am not looking forward to this! :(
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Changes
Wow! I think it is starting to hit me how much things are changing.
My home away from home, my classroom, no longer looks like my classroom. Currently, it looks like a pit as I am busy sorting out my stuff out from the school's stuff and packing everything away. We had staffing yesterday, which is where the kindergarten and 1st grade teachers meet to discuss the new first grade classes for the next year. Well, I went and looked over a class list, but it wasn't my class list for next year. While I have not been particularly happy at my current school this year, it was familiar.
Today I went over to my new school to meet with my new first grade team and the principal. By the way, I am in love with my new principal. She sat down with us, and we all had a lovely chat. You don't chat with my current principal! I picked out my new classroom. My what a mess! The current teacher in the room is packing, so I understand. But my old room is organized the way I like, and messy as it may be at times, I know where everything is or can find it in a matter of minutes after a bit of digging. The new room, well, it isn't mine, at least not yet.
Then there are all the last minute wedding details to finish. I don't know what I will do when I don't have a wedding to plan. J and I have been engaged for well over a year. And even if I wasn't actively planning, the planning was lurking in the back of my mind. I don't quite remember what it is like to be someone who is not planning a wedding.
Oh my, the changes! I am very excited about all the changes, yet I don't like change in general.
My home away from home, my classroom, no longer looks like my classroom. Currently, it looks like a pit as I am busy sorting out my stuff out from the school's stuff and packing everything away. We had staffing yesterday, which is where the kindergarten and 1st grade teachers meet to discuss the new first grade classes for the next year. Well, I went and looked over a class list, but it wasn't my class list for next year. While I have not been particularly happy at my current school this year, it was familiar.
Today I went over to my new school to meet with my new first grade team and the principal. By the way, I am in love with my new principal. She sat down with us, and we all had a lovely chat. You don't chat with my current principal! I picked out my new classroom. My what a mess! The current teacher in the room is packing, so I understand. But my old room is organized the way I like, and messy as it may be at times, I know where everything is or can find it in a matter of minutes after a bit of digging. The new room, well, it isn't mine, at least not yet.
Then there are all the last minute wedding details to finish. I don't know what I will do when I don't have a wedding to plan. J and I have been engaged for well over a year. And even if I wasn't actively planning, the planning was lurking in the back of my mind. I don't quite remember what it is like to be someone who is not planning a wedding.
Oh my, the changes! I am very excited about all the changes, yet I don't like change in general.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
The Countdowns!!!
Countdown #1 - 5 1/2 Days...how many days of school I have left with my first graders. They are completely incapable of completing any real work. So it's fun projects and some videos that fill our days. Educational...sort of! Keeps them from killing each other...yes! :)
Countdown #2 - 31 Days...how many days until my wedding! Yay! And oh my, I have SO many little details to take care of. I am looking forward to our wedding; however, I am dreading being the center of attention. I will honestly be very happy when it is all over, and life settles down. I have no idea what I will do with my time.
Countdown #2 - 31 Days...how many days until my wedding! Yay! And oh my, I have SO many little details to take care of. I am looking forward to our wedding; however, I am dreading being the center of attention. I will honestly be very happy when it is all over, and life settles down. I have no idea what I will do with my time.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Life's Big Decisions - Turkey & Cheese OR Peanut Butter & Jelly
I have 12 more days of school left with my first graders. Yes, I am counting down. I have been since the beginning of May. No, I will not apologize for doing so, as today was one of those days that made me wish I could zoom ahead to June 15, a blissfully kid-free workday for the teachers. And here is why...
1.) I was taking lunch count for an upcoming bagged lunch day. The choice was simple Turkey & Cheese or PBJ. Quite a simple task, I call each chid's name, child makes choice, I write choice down, repeat 20 times. Well, when I called on one boy, he burst into tears. He refused to make a choice and pulled his shirt up over his head. After some soothing words and encouragement, he did decide about five minutes later on Turkey & Cheese.
2.) Another little boy in my room spent most of the afternoon in tears...I won't go into the why as I don't really understand it myself.
3.) And yet another little boy, the same boy who bit someone last week in another teacher's room, kicked someone today. "Why did you do it?" I asked. "Well, he said he didn't want to be my friend," replied S, "so I kicked him." Straight to the point, and yet so wrong.
The above list was a brief glimpse into the highlights of my day. By the way, yes, I do have girls in my class. And no, I don't hate my job! Although, sometimes I don't know why! :)
1.) I was taking lunch count for an upcoming bagged lunch day. The choice was simple Turkey & Cheese or PBJ. Quite a simple task, I call each chid's name, child makes choice, I write choice down, repeat 20 times. Well, when I called on one boy, he burst into tears. He refused to make a choice and pulled his shirt up over his head. After some soothing words and encouragement, he did decide about five minutes later on Turkey & Cheese.
2.) Another little boy in my room spent most of the afternoon in tears...I won't go into the why as I don't really understand it myself.
3.) And yet another little boy, the same boy who bit someone last week in another teacher's room, kicked someone today. "Why did you do it?" I asked. "Well, he said he didn't want to be my friend," replied S, "so I kicked him." Straight to the point, and yet so wrong.
The above list was a brief glimpse into the highlights of my day. By the way, yes, I do have girls in my class. And no, I don't hate my job! Although, sometimes I don't know why! :)
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