A lot has been happening lately, but all of it can pretty much be summed up in.......getting ready for school.
I'm so excited for school to start! Ah!
A week ago I ended my mowing job because I started another job for the school year! I'm working at an elementary school in for the YMCA after school program. I had training all of this week.....which was slightly brutal for reasons I won't go into (ha ha), but now we start school on Monday and I'm so stoked!
It was crazy strange leaving my mowing job. Five summers. Five. Five full summers of mowing. I must be insane. No, it paid for school so it's all good. I have so many awesome memories from it too which is wonderful. Although it was a great job in many ways (mostly social ways), I'm glad I never have to go back.
It's like the end of an era. I'm never going back. I'm graduating, getting a real job, growing up......
It feels SO strange, but really nice.
The job hunt that eventually ended with the YMCA was nuts. I was so frustrated for so long (ask my husband), ha ha. I checked openings on like five different job boards everyday and I applied for....not exaggerating....forty or so different jobs.
I've always been super lucky with jobs.......when I actually, eventually obtain them. I seriously think God has placed me specifically in every job I've had to teach me something great. You could say that's wishful thinking, but I say it's just plain the truth.
I can look back on all my teaching jobs at the various schools I've been at and see exactly what Heavenly Father wanted me to learn.
With this school year approaching I had a lot of emotions going on with finding a job. I was upset that I couldn't go back to my autistic pre-school job.....I'm graduating soon so I felt this weird sense of entitlement that I needed to work with babies or pre-schoolers......and I mostly just wanted a job on campus because really, what would be better than that? Nothing, I dare say. :)
The Child and Family Studies and Education Departments on campus kept having all of these great openings. Some jobs where I could work with the kids in the children's school where I'm doing my student teaching. Others where I could be a helper for my professors. There were about five or so options like that and I applied for them all.
Weeks went by...........I kept calling them. I realized that they probably weren't going to do interviews till right before school, but it was still frustrating.
In the end, I applied, got the YMCA job.
Not even three hours after I accepted the YMCA job I received a phone call from my department at Weber asking if I wanted to interview to be a professor's assistant.
..............
And what did I do?
I said no. I cried later and felt weird, but I knew I needed to say no because of the feeling I got when I accepted the YMCA job.
I was talking to my mom on the phone about it and I think she said it best (this isn't a direct quote, but good enough): "Yeah, the job on campus would have been convienent and nice, but with this YMCA job you're going to impact lives and be able to be an awesome example for kids that have nothing."
I think in the end that's one big blessing I'm going to get from this job. I saw even with back to school night the level of poverty the school I'm working at has and it's really just sad and humbling.
God probably knew I needed humbling more than anything else, which is probably why I got this job.
In the past week I've actually had a couple more offers from the on-campus jobs that I applied for in my department/children's school.......which has been hard, but I know in the end I got the job that I did for a reason.
Another hard thing was seeing one of my EXTREMELY cute autistic boys at back at school night. Ahhhhhh....my heart broke. I said hi to him and he got really shy, but I know he remembered me. It was so cute to hear his little autistic babble again. His older brother goes to my school (I'm really hoping he does the after school program, ha ha).
Bah. Dang kids. They are so cute!
So after much toil and rearranging, my life is officially set for school to start on Monday. Hooray!
The school I'm working at, although it is very low on the socioeconomic side of families, is actually really cool! It used to be a junior high so it is huge and has all of these amazing resources. It has two huge gyms, an auditorium with a big stage and tons of seats, a really nice library, and a cool kiva type commons area. It'll be neat to use all of the different spaces for the program.
Well, I have a full day of things to do to get ready for school so I better go. We are going to the temple too which will be nice to do right before school! I love the temple. :) I'm excited to go and think about all of my blessings, I have so many! Although it was a long process getting a job I really do feel very blessed. I'm very grateful that God knows what I need. It'll be an interesting year discovering what exactly He had in mind for me with this job!
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Cliche peace
I've started so many posts lately and then have given up on them halfway. There have been about five times this past week that I have started a post and not finished it. Why can't I finish posts??? Hmmm....we'll see how far I get on this one!
The other day I posted on Facebook that I found the place in Blogger that shows me how many "views" my blog posts get. I kind of decided that people don't understand my humor because they took my post on Facebook kind of strange.....but I guess I've always known it takes strange people to understand me so it's all good in the end, I suppose. :)
After having this blog for two and a half years I finally found where it tells me how many people read it. My average was about 50 views per post. I was totally shocked! I was really flattered, but still completely shocked.
When I started this blog it was mainly used as a ranting place where I would write about what I thought about life. It hasn't changed much since then, but I really never thought that many people would read it.
I've been told by some people that have happened upon my blog before that it sounds too cliche, the things that I write. And other people have told me or my husband that some of the things I talk about are weird or cheesy etc. In the end, the only reviews I have ever gotten from people have been negative. My husband has always told me not to take them negatively, but how can I not when people say stuff like that to your face? Ha ha!
Because of those things I always thought my blog wasn't viewed much.
That didn't stop me from writing, because I love writing and this is the easiest way I know how. I'm not good at keeping a journal, but I wanted my kids to have something that I've written someday.
I want my kids to know how blessed of a life I have. In lots of ways I'm sure that's why people have told me my blog is too cliche. In today's society nobody is really allowed to actually have a great life, right? Everybody is allowed small moments of greatness, but people get jealous and feel bad when they happen upon somebody that claims to have a great life all the time.
Honestly, I do have bad days and stupid things do happen to me, but I still think I'm extremely blessed.
Today was fast Sunday so we had fast and testimony meeting in Sacrament meeting. While people were bearing their testimonies I started thinking about people in my life (like I often do). I think about my family (all three parts of them).....friends.....basically anybody I know. As I was thinking about these people I started thinking about how they all feel about their family....or their spouse. I started thinking if each of them could pick one word to describe their relationship with a family member or spouse what would it be?
(I should have been a psychology major....sometimes my brain is strange. I will often tell Jeff I've been thinking of things like that and he'll look at me strange and sometimes say: "why are you even bothering thinking of stuff like that?" My answer is usually: "Cause it's fun?")
Then I thought of mine and Jeff's marriage and if I had one word to describe it what would it be.
I sat there for a minute and tried to think of something that wasn't cliche......but I had already thought of the word "peaceful" and couldn't think of anything better.
Jeff and I have crazy lives. We are very busy both working full-time and when we are in school it's even crazier. We go and do lots of fun things together and never have a dull moment. We are always laughing at each other. But somewhere in the middle of all of that is peace. No matter what is happening there is always an underlying sense of peace.
I felt extremely grateful in that moment because I know that there are people in my life that I know can't say the same thing about their situation.
But it gets even better!
Not even five minutes after I was thinking these thoughts.......call them cliche, I don't care.......
Our AMAZING Stake Primary President who is in our ward got up and bore her testimony. I seriously love that woman. She is one of the greatest examples I've ever had.
She stood up and started talking about primary childrens' prayers. She said that since she gets to go around the stake a lot and listen to lots of little childrens' prayers she started picking up on a specific theme. She said that children always pray for safety. And it's true, when you think about it, the majority of their prayers are centered around getting somewhere safely or being safe in their lives.
Our Stake Primary President is an elementary school teacher and she told us that it is very apparent when looking at the kids at school who has that "safety" in their lives and who doesn't. She testified about the peace that the Gospel brings into our childrens lives and that we as parents/adults can offer that peace.
I've definitely seen that while working in schools also. The job I had last school year was one that was in an inner city area and honestly, I think only one of our students was LDS. In fact, I'm not even sure if he was, but if anything we only had one out of all our children. You can definitely tell the difference when children have the light of Christ in their homes as opposed to when they don't.
I was so grateful for that testimony that she bore of the peace and safety that should be in our homes and in our childrens lives.
It's strange sometimes how Heavenly Father answers prayers that we don't even know we've said yet. It was really neat to me that I had just been thinking about the subject of peace in marriage and then to have such a wonderful woman bear her testimony of peace in the family. It was like God was answering a prayer that I didn't even know I needed.
That seems to be happening a lot lately. Maybe that's why I haven't been able to finish posts......I've kind of been at a loss for words. I haven't really known how to put my feelings into writing.
I know that God knows our needs before we know them. I know that He wants to answer our prayers.
I know that my blog sounds cliche and that people might think I'm putting on a show......but in the end, I know I'm not. I really am as blessed as I make myself sound and writing it all out is one small way that I can give back to the people that have made it that way.
The other day I posted on Facebook that I found the place in Blogger that shows me how many "views" my blog posts get. I kind of decided that people don't understand my humor because they took my post on Facebook kind of strange.....but I guess I've always known it takes strange people to understand me so it's all good in the end, I suppose. :)
After having this blog for two and a half years I finally found where it tells me how many people read it. My average was about 50 views per post. I was totally shocked! I was really flattered, but still completely shocked.
When I started this blog it was mainly used as a ranting place where I would write about what I thought about life. It hasn't changed much since then, but I really never thought that many people would read it.
I've been told by some people that have happened upon my blog before that it sounds too cliche, the things that I write. And other people have told me or my husband that some of the things I talk about are weird or cheesy etc. In the end, the only reviews I have ever gotten from people have been negative. My husband has always told me not to take them negatively, but how can I not when people say stuff like that to your face? Ha ha!
Because of those things I always thought my blog wasn't viewed much.
That didn't stop me from writing, because I love writing and this is the easiest way I know how. I'm not good at keeping a journal, but I wanted my kids to have something that I've written someday.
I want my kids to know how blessed of a life I have. In lots of ways I'm sure that's why people have told me my blog is too cliche. In today's society nobody is really allowed to actually have a great life, right? Everybody is allowed small moments of greatness, but people get jealous and feel bad when they happen upon somebody that claims to have a great life all the time.
Honestly, I do have bad days and stupid things do happen to me, but I still think I'm extremely blessed.
Today was fast Sunday so we had fast and testimony meeting in Sacrament meeting. While people were bearing their testimonies I started thinking about people in my life (like I often do). I think about my family (all three parts of them).....friends.....basically anybody I know. As I was thinking about these people I started thinking about how they all feel about their family....or their spouse. I started thinking if each of them could pick one word to describe their relationship with a family member or spouse what would it be?
(I should have been a psychology major....sometimes my brain is strange. I will often tell Jeff I've been thinking of things like that and he'll look at me strange and sometimes say: "why are you even bothering thinking of stuff like that?" My answer is usually: "Cause it's fun?")
Then I thought of mine and Jeff's marriage and if I had one word to describe it what would it be.
I sat there for a minute and tried to think of something that wasn't cliche......but I had already thought of the word "peaceful" and couldn't think of anything better.
Jeff and I have crazy lives. We are very busy both working full-time and when we are in school it's even crazier. We go and do lots of fun things together and never have a dull moment. We are always laughing at each other. But somewhere in the middle of all of that is peace. No matter what is happening there is always an underlying sense of peace.
I felt extremely grateful in that moment because I know that there are people in my life that I know can't say the same thing about their situation.
But it gets even better!
Not even five minutes after I was thinking these thoughts.......call them cliche, I don't care.......
Our AMAZING Stake Primary President who is in our ward got up and bore her testimony. I seriously love that woman. She is one of the greatest examples I've ever had.
She stood up and started talking about primary childrens' prayers. She said that since she gets to go around the stake a lot and listen to lots of little childrens' prayers she started picking up on a specific theme. She said that children always pray for safety. And it's true, when you think about it, the majority of their prayers are centered around getting somewhere safely or being safe in their lives.
Our Stake Primary President is an elementary school teacher and she told us that it is very apparent when looking at the kids at school who has that "safety" in their lives and who doesn't. She testified about the peace that the Gospel brings into our childrens lives and that we as parents/adults can offer that peace.
I've definitely seen that while working in schools also. The job I had last school year was one that was in an inner city area and honestly, I think only one of our students was LDS. In fact, I'm not even sure if he was, but if anything we only had one out of all our children. You can definitely tell the difference when children have the light of Christ in their homes as opposed to when they don't.
I was so grateful for that testimony that she bore of the peace and safety that should be in our homes and in our childrens lives.
It's strange sometimes how Heavenly Father answers prayers that we don't even know we've said yet. It was really neat to me that I had just been thinking about the subject of peace in marriage and then to have such a wonderful woman bear her testimony of peace in the family. It was like God was answering a prayer that I didn't even know I needed.
That seems to be happening a lot lately. Maybe that's why I haven't been able to finish posts......I've kind of been at a loss for words. I haven't really known how to put my feelings into writing.
I know that God knows our needs before we know them. I know that He wants to answer our prayers.
I know that my blog sounds cliche and that people might think I'm putting on a show......but in the end, I know I'm not. I really am as blessed as I make myself sound and writing it all out is one small way that I can give back to the people that have made it that way.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
For the love of autism and toenails!
My family is awesome. Out of all the reasons I can find describing why they/we are awesome.....I think the one I've learned to be fondest of is the magnitude in which we LOVE things. My family doesn't just like things. And we really have a hard time even loving things. Oh no. It's a whole different deal. When we love things it's usually close to down right obsession.
When we find a good song.....it plays in our lives 25 times a day for two weeks straight. When we find a good tv show......it's all we talk about till it's over. When we meet cool people in our lives.....they are who we want to be around and talk about all the time. Etc.
Does that make us crazy? (k, don't answer that)
No, but really, that's a quality that I feel like my sister and I have learned from my mom that I love. (LOVE) It makes life so much more passionate and exciting. We aren't just partial lovers of all things good. We are intense and devout.
So in some ways I'm not surprised I broke down crying when I looked up jobs on Ogden School District's website and saw that they had a posting for the job I had last school year.
Oh my goodness, I LOVE those autistic kids! Not being able to go back next school year is SO sad for me! I grew to love them more than I have ever loved any other kids/students I've come in contact with. Geez, it was hard seeing that posting. Ha.
Sigh. But that's life, I suppose. Those kids taught me hundreds of little lessons about life that I would have never learned if I hadn't had that experience. I'm very glad I had that experience even though it is sad I can't go back.
I've been dealing with finding a job this whole summer, actually, but the hunt has become even more intense the past two weeks or so. It's been a little difficult because my school schedule is CRAZY this upcoming semester! I have morning and afternoon classes which leaves no room to find a good job, ha ha.
I've had some interviews and haven't heard back yet. Blaaaah. We shall see what happens. :)
I just keep telling myself that I'm so close to graduating and all of this part-time job working around school maddness will be done forevvvver.
In other news, Jeff and I went to Batman yesterday with my family! It was rather depressing....and I had to keep leaning over to ask Jeff what was happening (don't mock me, I'm smart in OTHER areas of life), but yeah, I can see why people love it so much! It was pretty awesome despite my lack of understanding.
Jeff and I had a funny conversation yesterday that I have to document it for my future posterity.......
Jeff and I fight about really ridiculous things sometimes. Ha ha! We were laughing throughout the majority of this "fight" so I guess it really isn't a fight.
In the end, I think Jeff won, but that's besides the point. I like to think my side of things has validity.
We went to Olive Garden just the two of us before seeing Batman yesterday and as we were eating Jeff randomly said: "It would be way fun to have twins."
Disclaimer: I'm NOT pregnant. We just talk about babies lots cause I like babies and Jeff is nice to talk about things I like.
I then proceeded to say: "I think the scariest part of it for me would be getting them mixed up."
Jeff: "I bet that has happened a lot before..."
Me: "Yeah, but I have a plan." (As if it's actually gonna happen, ha ha.)
Jeff: "What?"
Me: "Just paint their toe nails different colors!!"
Jeff: "No no no no no no!"
Me: "What?"
Jeff: "I am NOT painting my twins boys toe nails! They will wear different colored socks or outfits!"
Me: "Yeah, but socks come off easily. You want to chance getting them mixed up? It wouldn't have to be ALL their nails...just like one big toe or something. One green toe and one blue toe."
Jeff: "No. Never."
Me: "What on earth?! It's not that bad!"
So yeah...........the conversation went back and forth like that off and on for the next half hour or so. Ha ha ha, I still think it's a brilliant idea, but Jeff wouldn't ever allow it. He says we can do that if we have girl twins, which is good, I guess.
We really are never going to have twins, but I just thought it was a hilarious conversation! (and I'm documenting it so someday people will tell me I'm right and he's wrong :) )
Jeff and I have had a pretty fun summer! We went to St. George back in May with our friends to see Brian Regan. We went to Washington D.C. in June. Lots of little things this month with all three of our families: camping, cabin, Bear Lake, Real soccer, movies, holiday celebrations, and more!
I'm very grateful that I have Jeff and my family to talk to and go do fun things with. I have a ridiculously good life! I'm grateful that I can call my mom whenever about whatever for however long I want. I know lots of people who don't have that kind of relationship with their parents, so I'm glad I do.
I have the best support system ever. It's a strange time of life because I slowly see how in the next five or ten years I'll really be completely out of contact with most, if not all, of my friends. It's times like this though when I see how great my husband, mom, and sister are that make me know they are really the only friends I need. I'll always have extended family too, but it's good to know that my immediate family will always be my best friends.
I guess we will see what August brings! Hopefully a job.......definitely school is starting....and the ending an era of mowing. I will hopefully post again before school starts, but no promises. :)
When we find a good song.....it plays in our lives 25 times a day for two weeks straight. When we find a good tv show......it's all we talk about till it's over. When we meet cool people in our lives.....they are who we want to be around and talk about all the time. Etc.
Does that make us crazy? (k, don't answer that)
No, but really, that's a quality that I feel like my sister and I have learned from my mom that I love. (LOVE) It makes life so much more passionate and exciting. We aren't just partial lovers of all things good. We are intense and devout.
So in some ways I'm not surprised I broke down crying when I looked up jobs on Ogden School District's website and saw that they had a posting for the job I had last school year.
Oh my goodness, I LOVE those autistic kids! Not being able to go back next school year is SO sad for me! I grew to love them more than I have ever loved any other kids/students I've come in contact with. Geez, it was hard seeing that posting. Ha.
Sigh. But that's life, I suppose. Those kids taught me hundreds of little lessons about life that I would have never learned if I hadn't had that experience. I'm very glad I had that experience even though it is sad I can't go back.
I've been dealing with finding a job this whole summer, actually, but the hunt has become even more intense the past two weeks or so. It's been a little difficult because my school schedule is CRAZY this upcoming semester! I have morning and afternoon classes which leaves no room to find a good job, ha ha.
I've had some interviews and haven't heard back yet. Blaaaah. We shall see what happens. :)
I just keep telling myself that I'm so close to graduating and all of this part-time job working around school maddness will be done forevvvver.
In other news, Jeff and I went to Batman yesterday with my family! It was rather depressing....and I had to keep leaning over to ask Jeff what was happening (don't mock me, I'm smart in OTHER areas of life), but yeah, I can see why people love it so much! It was pretty awesome despite my lack of understanding.
Jeff and I had a funny conversation yesterday that I have to document it for my future posterity.......
Jeff and I fight about really ridiculous things sometimes. Ha ha! We were laughing throughout the majority of this "fight" so I guess it really isn't a fight.
In the end, I think Jeff won, but that's besides the point. I like to think my side of things has validity.
We went to Olive Garden just the two of us before seeing Batman yesterday and as we were eating Jeff randomly said: "It would be way fun to have twins."
Disclaimer: I'm NOT pregnant. We just talk about babies lots cause I like babies and Jeff is nice to talk about things I like.
I then proceeded to say: "I think the scariest part of it for me would be getting them mixed up."
Jeff: "I bet that has happened a lot before..."
Me: "Yeah, but I have a plan." (As if it's actually gonna happen, ha ha.)
Jeff: "What?"
Me: "Just paint their toe nails different colors!!"
Jeff: "No no no no no no!"
Me: "What?"
Jeff: "I am NOT painting my twins boys toe nails! They will wear different colored socks or outfits!"
Me: "Yeah, but socks come off easily. You want to chance getting them mixed up? It wouldn't have to be ALL their nails...just like one big toe or something. One green toe and one blue toe."
Jeff: "No. Never."
Me: "What on earth?! It's not that bad!"
So yeah...........the conversation went back and forth like that off and on for the next half hour or so. Ha ha ha, I still think it's a brilliant idea, but Jeff wouldn't ever allow it. He says we can do that if we have girl twins, which is good, I guess.
We really are never going to have twins, but I just thought it was a hilarious conversation! (and I'm documenting it so someday people will tell me I'm right and he's wrong :) )
Jeff and I have had a pretty fun summer! We went to St. George back in May with our friends to see Brian Regan. We went to Washington D.C. in June. Lots of little things this month with all three of our families: camping, cabin, Bear Lake, Real soccer, movies, holiday celebrations, and more!
I'm very grateful that I have Jeff and my family to talk to and go do fun things with. I have a ridiculously good life! I'm grateful that I can call my mom whenever about whatever for however long I want. I know lots of people who don't have that kind of relationship with their parents, so I'm glad I do.
I have the best support system ever. It's a strange time of life because I slowly see how in the next five or ten years I'll really be completely out of contact with most, if not all, of my friends. It's times like this though when I see how great my husband, mom, and sister are that make me know they are really the only friends I need. I'll always have extended family too, but it's good to know that my immediate family will always be my best friends.
I guess we will see what August brings! Hopefully a job.......definitely school is starting....and the ending an era of mowing. I will hopefully post again before school starts, but no promises. :)
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Cause When It Comes To You I'd Rather Have You By My Side...
July July July.....
Hooray for July! One of the biggest hoorays for July is.....only 29 more days of work! Ha ha!
Oh my goodness, this summer of work has been so interesting. Or rather, it hasn't been interesting at all which in turn makes it....interestingly awful. I feel like I need to write about this mostly to set the record straight in my own head. Usually writing helps me figure out what I'm feeling and lately I've been feeling like I need to write about how to I feel about mowing. I think I just said "feel" about five times in that sentence. Ok, maybe only three.
I LOVE mowing. If I didn't I wouldn't be on my fifth summer of it. Over the past couple of years I've met some of the best friends I'll ever have, which is wonderful. Along with that I've learned that even in weird situations like a grounds crew you can have lots of uncomfortable politics and what not which I think ultimately is the reason I chose to be a gang mower this year.
I've had such a love/hate relationship with gang mowing. It's really fun when the grass is long, for some strrrrrange reason I've fallen behind schedule, (this never happens) and I kind of need to hurry.
And yeah, being away from the politics is lovely. :)
However, I waste so much time. Ha ha ha. I actually work for probably half of time I'm actually at work.
Ok, so normally people would be like.....what on earth, Amber, you should be basking in gratitude for the fact that you're getting paid to do nothing!
Sure.....maybe......
I'm just not that kind of person though. I think I get that from my dad. My dad is an extremely hard worker and I think growing up I just watched him, wanted to be like that, and now I am.
The other thing that has been making me pray for school to start is the heat lately. Oh my goodness. The past four years being on the crew I handled the heat fine, I think. Yeah, it got hot, but when you're weedeating or edging you don't really notice. You're just sweating out all of the misery the heat brings. With gang mowing.............
It's quite the opposite. You just sit all day long and roast. You can't move around....you just bake in the heat. Ha.
Eeeeeeek. Needless to say I'm very glad this is my last year of mowing.
Next year will be interesting. I don't really know what will happen, but something good is bound to arise.
When I graduate I get to do six credits of "work experience". According to what they are telling me I get to be given a job by a professor and do it for two months. I'm really hoping I'll be able to convince my professor to get me a job as an early interventionalist.
There are lots of programs that deal with this kind of profession, but the one I want to get into is in Davis School District. They have a program where you can work with babies - birth to three years old - who have special needs. How cool would that be?? I think I would love that job. But.....we'll see what happens. I have no idea what kind of availability there is for that specific program.
I'm kind of hoping whatever "work experience" I'm given will be open enough to actually hiring me. Ultimately I want to own a preschool, but.............my apartment and stage in life aren't really condusive to that right now. Ha ha. I can't even imagine having ten or twelve 4-year olds running around my apartment. They wouldn't fit! My harps wouldn't stand a chance. I guess we have a big enough backyard..........? Ha. No.
Another thing I wanted to talk about in this post was Jeff. Ewwwwwww....mushy, right? Ha. No, I don't think so.
Ever since my age of friends has been out of high school/gotten married etc. I have noticed that everybody is trying to outdo each other with how great their lives are. Ha ha. That's honestly probably just the time of life we are in, but it's kind of funny to watch sometimes.
A constant theme that I have seen is the comment that my friends make (I've probably made it too) about their husbands on Facebook. "Happy Birthday to the BEST husband ever!" "Happy Anniversary to Us! I have the BEST husband in the world!" Best best best. It's always best. And really, these girls aren't wrong.....they are actually right. However, even though they are right, they actually are wrong. :)
Their husbands aren't "the best", but they ARE "the best for them". :) Which really in the end means they are the best! (???)
I was talking to Jeff the other day about different couples that we experience in our lives and one thing that got brought up was the fact that sometimes people we know get kind of hyper focused on what is wrong with their spouse. In the end, they feel like they have to tell us about it, ha ha. We hear things like....I wish he/she was more like this....or....I wish they didn't do that....etc.
As Jeff and I were driving in the car I told him: "Ya know, I honestly have never thought anything like that about you. I've never been so annoyed that I've wanted you any different." .......and luckily he agreed and said he thought the same about me, ha ha.
Sure we've been frustrated with each other at random times.......we wouldn't be normal if that wasn't the case.......but nothing has ever annoyed me about him to the point where I dwell on it, want him to change, or tell people about it.
I consider myself extremely lucky for that fact. And I can truly say that Jeff really is the best.....for me. He knows exactly who I truly am. He knows how I'm feeling before I figure it out myself usually. I have an awesome husband! He will always be my better half for sure.
I think if I had a song playing in the background of my life this is what it would be.....
Keith Urban - Better Half
In fact this song played in the background at our wedding reception!
(I'm really hoping that link works! :) )
Hooray for July! One of the biggest hoorays for July is.....only 29 more days of work! Ha ha!
Oh my goodness, this summer of work has been so interesting. Or rather, it hasn't been interesting at all which in turn makes it....interestingly awful. I feel like I need to write about this mostly to set the record straight in my own head. Usually writing helps me figure out what I'm feeling and lately I've been feeling like I need to write about how to I feel about mowing. I think I just said "feel" about five times in that sentence. Ok, maybe only three.
I LOVE mowing. If I didn't I wouldn't be on my fifth summer of it. Over the past couple of years I've met some of the best friends I'll ever have, which is wonderful. Along with that I've learned that even in weird situations like a grounds crew you can have lots of uncomfortable politics and what not which I think ultimately is the reason I chose to be a gang mower this year.
I've had such a love/hate relationship with gang mowing. It's really fun when the grass is long, for some strrrrrange reason I've fallen behind schedule, (this never happens) and I kind of need to hurry.
And yeah, being away from the politics is lovely. :)
However, I waste so much time. Ha ha ha. I actually work for probably half of time I'm actually at work.
Ok, so normally people would be like.....what on earth, Amber, you should be basking in gratitude for the fact that you're getting paid to do nothing!
Sure.....maybe......
I'm just not that kind of person though. I think I get that from my dad. My dad is an extremely hard worker and I think growing up I just watched him, wanted to be like that, and now I am.
The other thing that has been making me pray for school to start is the heat lately. Oh my goodness. The past four years being on the crew I handled the heat fine, I think. Yeah, it got hot, but when you're weedeating or edging you don't really notice. You're just sweating out all of the misery the heat brings. With gang mowing.............
It's quite the opposite. You just sit all day long and roast. You can't move around....you just bake in the heat. Ha.
Eeeeeeek. Needless to say I'm very glad this is my last year of mowing.
Next year will be interesting. I don't really know what will happen, but something good is bound to arise.
When I graduate I get to do six credits of "work experience". According to what they are telling me I get to be given a job by a professor and do it for two months. I'm really hoping I'll be able to convince my professor to get me a job as an early interventionalist.
There are lots of programs that deal with this kind of profession, but the one I want to get into is in Davis School District. They have a program where you can work with babies - birth to three years old - who have special needs. How cool would that be?? I think I would love that job. But.....we'll see what happens. I have no idea what kind of availability there is for that specific program.
I'm kind of hoping whatever "work experience" I'm given will be open enough to actually hiring me. Ultimately I want to own a preschool, but.............my apartment and stage in life aren't really condusive to that right now. Ha ha. I can't even imagine having ten or twelve 4-year olds running around my apartment. They wouldn't fit! My harps wouldn't stand a chance. I guess we have a big enough backyard..........? Ha. No.
Another thing I wanted to talk about in this post was Jeff. Ewwwwwww....mushy, right? Ha. No, I don't think so.
Ever since my age of friends has been out of high school/gotten married etc. I have noticed that everybody is trying to outdo each other with how great their lives are. Ha ha. That's honestly probably just the time of life we are in, but it's kind of funny to watch sometimes.
A constant theme that I have seen is the comment that my friends make (I've probably made it too) about their husbands on Facebook. "Happy Birthday to the BEST husband ever!" "Happy Anniversary to Us! I have the BEST husband in the world!" Best best best. It's always best. And really, these girls aren't wrong.....they are actually right. However, even though they are right, they actually are wrong. :)
Their husbands aren't "the best", but they ARE "the best for them". :) Which really in the end means they are the best! (???)
I was talking to Jeff the other day about different couples that we experience in our lives and one thing that got brought up was the fact that sometimes people we know get kind of hyper focused on what is wrong with their spouse. In the end, they feel like they have to tell us about it, ha ha. We hear things like....I wish he/she was more like this....or....I wish they didn't do that....etc.
As Jeff and I were driving in the car I told him: "Ya know, I honestly have never thought anything like that about you. I've never been so annoyed that I've wanted you any different." .......and luckily he agreed and said he thought the same about me, ha ha.
Sure we've been frustrated with each other at random times.......we wouldn't be normal if that wasn't the case.......but nothing has ever annoyed me about him to the point where I dwell on it, want him to change, or tell people about it.
I consider myself extremely lucky for that fact. And I can truly say that Jeff really is the best.....for me. He knows exactly who I truly am. He knows how I'm feeling before I figure it out myself usually. I have an awesome husband! He will always be my better half for sure.
I think if I had a song playing in the background of my life this is what it would be.....
Keith Urban - Better Half
In fact this song played in the background at our wedding reception!
(I'm really hoping that link works! :) )
Monday, June 25, 2012
Freeeeeeeeeeeedom!!!
In more than one way.
I took today off of work to take my two final exams. It's a rather long story in which my professor was a little ridiculous, but I had to take them today because we went to DC last week!
I officially survived my first and only summer semester ever. Ha ha ha. It was kind of....brutal actually. I don't want to sound like a whimp, but oh my goodness, it was never ending work.
2 classes = 91 pages of papers written, 35 hours of lectures, 15 academic articles researched, 28 quizzes, & 7 tests. All in a month and half. Plus I was working full time.
But now I'm freeeeeeee!!! So free!
I learned a lot through it all too. I feel like I'm a lot better prepared to help messed up people. Ha. k, that sounds really bad.
My two classes were Family Relations and Adolescent Development and honestly the majority of the classes were on how to help messed up individuals/families/teens and/or on how to not become messed up. I wrote a lot of papers on domestic violence, abuse, eating disorders, media, dysfunctional families, drugs, gangs, etc.
Both of these classes were from the same professor. He was kind of hard to work with via the internet. I have an actual face to face class with him in the fall which I feel will be better? Who knows. He was just very strange in answering my questions....I would write him and say "What things do you want me to put on my title page?" then I would put a plethora or options cause we all know I can be long winded.....and his short reply would be: "Yes, put a title page." Ooooooy.
I'm hoping the face to face thing works out better.
I added up my totals on all my assignments/tests/everything and I SHOULD be getting A-'s in both classes. Knowing this professor I'll probably be getting B's though. Hooooooooray....ha. :)
Another reason this post is titled "freedom" is because, like I said, we went to Washington DC this last week! It was way fun!
Jeff and I pretty much spent two days in downtown DC going to all of the monuments and museums, a day at the temple, went to a Nationals game, and the rest of the time hanging out with Jeff's brother's family! Jeff's oldest brother lives back there with his wife and four kids. They are such a cute family!
Jeff's brother is an accountant so pretty much the whole trip we were talking about moving back there when Jeff graduates. I guess the four major accounting firms of......the nation....the world (something) are back there and so there are lots of good opportunities for accountants. I'm pretty sure Jeff is a lot more game for moving back there than I am, but I still think it would be fun!
It's defintely a lot different from Utah! All of the homes are either smaller or kind of older....cause its already been developed for a long time. In Utah there is TONS of growth still. I see it everyday at work as more and more gigantic homes go up in West Layton, Kaysville, Farmington etc.
Other than being away from my family I think that's the biggest draw back for me. Not that I want to live in a million dollar home, but I've always liked the more open farmy feel that Utah, especially when considering raising a family.
Who knows, we'll probably just stay in Utah for the rest of forever. It would be cool to live back there for five or so years though if it really did get Jeff some good experience.
Anyways, off of that tangent, back to our trip! I love how green it is back there. We would drive on the freeways and it was just trees everywhere! I love how the Washington DC Temple sticks out of trees on the freeway as you drive past it. That was such a pretty temple! It was HUGE! Like, we didn't really know where to go and what not. The floors were all so open and spacious and there were about eight of them, ha ha. Very big temple! Ever since my family went to Washington DC when I was younger I've always wanted to go through that temple. I even had a picture of it on my temple recommend cover for many years because it was always a dream of mine to go back and go through it. Dream accomplished.
Pretty much the whole time Jeff and I were at the monuments and museums we kept talking about how lucky we are that we live here in America and that there were so many brave people who fought for our freedom. Even in the Air and Space Museum we talked about how crazy it is that people could actually come up with inventions like they did. I can't even imagine inventing even the most basic planes that they had in there.
One of the most sobering, but coolest places that we went was the Holocaust Museum. It was so sad, but so amazing! I walked out of that museum with a large renewed gratitude for my country and religion. I'm grateful for all of the Americans who have fought for my freedom so I don't have to live under a dictatorship and be in fear like all of the Jews in pretty much all of Europe were back then.
It's also very comforting to know that I'm a child of God and all of the people who suffered from the Holocaust were children of God too. Nobody deserves to live through what they went through, but it's great to know that God is merciful and that we can live with Him again.
I feel so blessed to have the life that I do. Sometimes I get caught up in small annoyances or stupid little things that don't matter, but past all of that I have a wonderful life. I have a husband who takes care of me and would never let our family end up "messed up" like all of the situations I had to write my papers for, ha ha. That's one of the saddest parts about writing papers on domestic violence and things like that is I can't imagine being in that situation and it breaks my heart to research and learn things about people who deal with it all the time.
We really do have it good. Jeff recently got a new job at Goldenwest as an accountant and we feel very blessed about that! I don't really know much about accounting, but I guess the stuff he's going to be doing is like....stuff that a person with a degree should be doing? Ha ha.
Goldenwest is a smaller credit union so they hire students sometimes and train them to do things that normally you would need a degree for. It's going to be really good cause by the time he graduates with his masters he'll have lots of experience and be more marketable.
It's amazing how God gives us what might seem like little blessings along the way, but they all ultimately end up creating huge eternal blessings. I like looking back at my life and seeing where the little blessings have added up to big ones.
Well, I better go clean la casa before mi esposo gets home! I think we might celebrate my "Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedom" tonight by reinacting our first date. Or we might just stay home and watch the Bachelorette. Oh the decisions I have to make in life.........
I'll probably be able to blog more now that I'm freeeeeeeeeee. We shall see..... :)
I took today off of work to take my two final exams. It's a rather long story in which my professor was a little ridiculous, but I had to take them today because we went to DC last week!
I officially survived my first and only summer semester ever. Ha ha ha. It was kind of....brutal actually. I don't want to sound like a whimp, but oh my goodness, it was never ending work.
2 classes = 91 pages of papers written, 35 hours of lectures, 15 academic articles researched, 28 quizzes, & 7 tests. All in a month and half. Plus I was working full time.
But now I'm freeeeeeee!!! So free!
I learned a lot through it all too. I feel like I'm a lot better prepared to help messed up people. Ha. k, that sounds really bad.
My two classes were Family Relations and Adolescent Development and honestly the majority of the classes were on how to help messed up individuals/families/teens and/or on how to not become messed up. I wrote a lot of papers on domestic violence, abuse, eating disorders, media, dysfunctional families, drugs, gangs, etc.
Both of these classes were from the same professor. He was kind of hard to work with via the internet. I have an actual face to face class with him in the fall which I feel will be better? Who knows. He was just very strange in answering my questions....I would write him and say "What things do you want me to put on my title page?" then I would put a plethora or options cause we all know I can be long winded.....and his short reply would be: "Yes, put a title page." Ooooooy.
I'm hoping the face to face thing works out better.
I added up my totals on all my assignments/tests/everything and I SHOULD be getting A-'s in both classes. Knowing this professor I'll probably be getting B's though. Hooooooooray....ha. :)
Another reason this post is titled "freedom" is because, like I said, we went to Washington DC this last week! It was way fun!
Jeff and I pretty much spent two days in downtown DC going to all of the monuments and museums, a day at the temple, went to a Nationals game, and the rest of the time hanging out with Jeff's brother's family! Jeff's oldest brother lives back there with his wife and four kids. They are such a cute family!
Jeff's brother is an accountant so pretty much the whole trip we were talking about moving back there when Jeff graduates. I guess the four major accounting firms of......the nation....the world (something) are back there and so there are lots of good opportunities for accountants. I'm pretty sure Jeff is a lot more game for moving back there than I am, but I still think it would be fun!
It's defintely a lot different from Utah! All of the homes are either smaller or kind of older....cause its already been developed for a long time. In Utah there is TONS of growth still. I see it everyday at work as more and more gigantic homes go up in West Layton, Kaysville, Farmington etc.
Other than being away from my family I think that's the biggest draw back for me. Not that I want to live in a million dollar home, but I've always liked the more open farmy feel that Utah, especially when considering raising a family.
Who knows, we'll probably just stay in Utah for the rest of forever. It would be cool to live back there for five or so years though if it really did get Jeff some good experience.
Anyways, off of that tangent, back to our trip! I love how green it is back there. We would drive on the freeways and it was just trees everywhere! I love how the Washington DC Temple sticks out of trees on the freeway as you drive past it. That was such a pretty temple! It was HUGE! Like, we didn't really know where to go and what not. The floors were all so open and spacious and there were about eight of them, ha ha. Very big temple! Ever since my family went to Washington DC when I was younger I've always wanted to go through that temple. I even had a picture of it on my temple recommend cover for many years because it was always a dream of mine to go back and go through it. Dream accomplished.
Pretty much the whole time Jeff and I were at the monuments and museums we kept talking about how lucky we are that we live here in America and that there were so many brave people who fought for our freedom. Even in the Air and Space Museum we talked about how crazy it is that people could actually come up with inventions like they did. I can't even imagine inventing even the most basic planes that they had in there.
One of the most sobering, but coolest places that we went was the Holocaust Museum. It was so sad, but so amazing! I walked out of that museum with a large renewed gratitude for my country and religion. I'm grateful for all of the Americans who have fought for my freedom so I don't have to live under a dictatorship and be in fear like all of the Jews in pretty much all of Europe were back then.
It's also very comforting to know that I'm a child of God and all of the people who suffered from the Holocaust were children of God too. Nobody deserves to live through what they went through, but it's great to know that God is merciful and that we can live with Him again.
I feel so blessed to have the life that I do. Sometimes I get caught up in small annoyances or stupid little things that don't matter, but past all of that I have a wonderful life. I have a husband who takes care of me and would never let our family end up "messed up" like all of the situations I had to write my papers for, ha ha. That's one of the saddest parts about writing papers on domestic violence and things like that is I can't imagine being in that situation and it breaks my heart to research and learn things about people who deal with it all the time.
We really do have it good. Jeff recently got a new job at Goldenwest as an accountant and we feel very blessed about that! I don't really know much about accounting, but I guess the stuff he's going to be doing is like....stuff that a person with a degree should be doing? Ha ha.
Goldenwest is a smaller credit union so they hire students sometimes and train them to do things that normally you would need a degree for. It's going to be really good cause by the time he graduates with his masters he'll have lots of experience and be more marketable.
It's amazing how God gives us what might seem like little blessings along the way, but they all ultimately end up creating huge eternal blessings. I like looking back at my life and seeing where the little blessings have added up to big ones.
Well, I better go clean la casa before mi esposo gets home! I think we might celebrate my "Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedom" tonight by reinacting our first date. Or we might just stay home and watch the Bachelorette. Oh the decisions I have to make in life.........
I'll probably be able to blog more now that I'm freeeeeeeeeee. We shall see..... :)
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Four Page Papers and Righteous People
I've gotten very good at four page papers.
I'm taking two online classes right now. They started about a month ago and I've already written about twenty pages worth of material in each.
Yeah......my professor really likes four page papers and so far I've written about ten of them. Ha ha.
One of the classes I have to write (I'm half way done) a five page research paper and the other one I have to write a sixteen page research paper.
Basically by the time I'm done with these two classes (in three weeks) I'll have written close to a hundred pages of shear awesomeness, ha ha.
The five page research paper is on pornography and how it affects marriage. The assignment was to write two pages supporting the issue and then two pages against it. Writing two pages supporting pornography was probably the hardest writing I've ever done/I lied the whole time/I felt very ridiculous, ha ha. Ugh. Such an awful thing.
My sixteen page paper is on bulimia and how it affects the individual person, their microsystem, mesosystem, exosystem, and macrosystem etc.
Translation? Basically there was a psychologist named Bronfrenbrenner (seriously) who made up an ecological model on a person's life. All of those "systems" are different parts of the person's life.......their personal self, their family, work, friends, school, community, culture, society as a greater whole, and ulitmately the world. If you want to understand what I'm talking about just google it, ha ha.
Anyways, I have to write sixteen pages for that and I'm actually pretty excited about it! Go figure.
This summer has been strrrrange. It doesn't feel like summer to me really. Probably because I'm still in school, but probably also because I'm doing a different job from what I've done the past four years.
Most days I'm just really really excited for the end of August to be here. Why did school have to get really fun and interesting right when I'm supposed to be graduating? Geez.....I wish I would have loved it this much my first three years.
I think another reason I'm excited for August is because I just want to get back to working with kids. Currently I work with...........nobody..........and although I'm fairly decent at entertaining myself over nothing I just want to teach kids and play with kids.
I'm not really sure where I'm going to be working during the school year, but I have a bunch of options I'm hoping will work out.
The main thing I wanted to write about is how incredibly awesome I think the Church is. I've been thinking about it a lot lately because in my two classes I'm learning all about people, relationships, and how to live life. I'm taking a family relations class and an adolescent development class.
It just proves that the gospel is true when you're listening to completely secular lectures from a professor and he says time after time that research shows we should be living our lives this way....or avoiding things another way.....or that if we do this our marriage will be a success.....if we do that our life will reach full potential or full happiness......
Every time he talks about these things it's always 100% lined up with what the Church teaches. I watched a lecture yesterday on marriage and cohabitation and there were some pretty startling statistics on how cohabitation isn't a healthy lifestyle. I might be wrong, but I think one statistic said that 80% of people who cohabitate won't end up working/even if they get married they will get divorced later on.
Then there are just so many other things that pertain to the Word of Wisdom, dating, child rearing, and marriage that line up exactly with what the Church teaches.
I'm very grateful that God created such a beautiful lifestyle for us to follow. I know it has brought me lots of happiness and the times when I've been least happy have been when I'm not following those guidelines.
Another awesome thing I've been thinking about is how generous church members are when it comes to volunteering their time.
We are going to our family cabin this weekend and I kept not wanting to call anbody to do my calling for me this Sunday. I HATE asking for help......I just feel really bad for some reason. I've never understood the kind of people that when they are told "If you need anything let us know" and they immediately start saying "Well, we really need this done and this and this and this...."
I'll just never be one of those people.
Tangent: When Jeff was in the hospital in January EVERYONE and their dog was like "Let us know if you need anything!"..............by about the third person (out of fifty) that said that I wanted to spout back......"k, I'm really never going to tell you what I need, but thanks anyways?" Ha ha.....
Anyways, Jeff finally convinced me that people like helping and it's not a big deal at all..... so I called the stake primary president who is in our ward (intimidating? Yeah.) and....she didn't answer. But when she returned my call she was SO nice and super enthusiastic about subbing for me.
I just love faithful latter-day saints who are so willing to help, Some people just have a talent of making you feel good that you're asking for help.
So to sum this up.....the Church is true. So very true.
"The Savior taught His disciples, 'For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: but whosoever will lose his life for my sake, the same shall save it', I believe the Savior is telling us that unless we lose ourselves in service to others, there is little purpose to our own lives. Those who live only for themselves eventually shrivel up and figuratively lose their lives, while those who lose themselves in service to others grow and flourish—and in effect save their lives."
-President Thomas S. Monson
I'm taking two online classes right now. They started about a month ago and I've already written about twenty pages worth of material in each.
Yeah......my professor really likes four page papers and so far I've written about ten of them. Ha ha.
One of the classes I have to write (I'm half way done) a five page research paper and the other one I have to write a sixteen page research paper.
Basically by the time I'm done with these two classes (in three weeks) I'll have written close to a hundred pages of shear awesomeness, ha ha.
The five page research paper is on pornography and how it affects marriage. The assignment was to write two pages supporting the issue and then two pages against it. Writing two pages supporting pornography was probably the hardest writing I've ever done/I lied the whole time/I felt very ridiculous, ha ha. Ugh. Such an awful thing.
My sixteen page paper is on bulimia and how it affects the individual person, their microsystem, mesosystem, exosystem, and macrosystem etc.
Translation? Basically there was a psychologist named Bronfrenbrenner (seriously) who made up an ecological model on a person's life. All of those "systems" are different parts of the person's life.......their personal self, their family, work, friends, school, community, culture, society as a greater whole, and ulitmately the world. If you want to understand what I'm talking about just google it, ha ha.
Anyways, I have to write sixteen pages for that and I'm actually pretty excited about it! Go figure.
This summer has been strrrrange. It doesn't feel like summer to me really. Probably because I'm still in school, but probably also because I'm doing a different job from what I've done the past four years.
Most days I'm just really really excited for the end of August to be here. Why did school have to get really fun and interesting right when I'm supposed to be graduating? Geez.....I wish I would have loved it this much my first three years.
I think another reason I'm excited for August is because I just want to get back to working with kids. Currently I work with...........nobody..........and although I'm fairly decent at entertaining myself over nothing I just want to teach kids and play with kids.
I'm not really sure where I'm going to be working during the school year, but I have a bunch of options I'm hoping will work out.
The main thing I wanted to write about is how incredibly awesome I think the Church is. I've been thinking about it a lot lately because in my two classes I'm learning all about people, relationships, and how to live life. I'm taking a family relations class and an adolescent development class.
It just proves that the gospel is true when you're listening to completely secular lectures from a professor and he says time after time that research shows we should be living our lives this way....or avoiding things another way.....or that if we do this our marriage will be a success.....if we do that our life will reach full potential or full happiness......
Every time he talks about these things it's always 100% lined up with what the Church teaches. I watched a lecture yesterday on marriage and cohabitation and there were some pretty startling statistics on how cohabitation isn't a healthy lifestyle. I might be wrong, but I think one statistic said that 80% of people who cohabitate won't end up working/even if they get married they will get divorced later on.
Then there are just so many other things that pertain to the Word of Wisdom, dating, child rearing, and marriage that line up exactly with what the Church teaches.
I'm very grateful that God created such a beautiful lifestyle for us to follow. I know it has brought me lots of happiness and the times when I've been least happy have been when I'm not following those guidelines.
Another awesome thing I've been thinking about is how generous church members are when it comes to volunteering their time.
We are going to our family cabin this weekend and I kept not wanting to call anbody to do my calling for me this Sunday. I HATE asking for help......I just feel really bad for some reason. I've never understood the kind of people that when they are told "If you need anything let us know" and they immediately start saying "Well, we really need this done and this and this and this...."
I'll just never be one of those people.
Tangent: When Jeff was in the hospital in January EVERYONE and their dog was like "Let us know if you need anything!"..............by about the third person (out of fifty) that said that I wanted to spout back......"k, I'm really never going to tell you what I need, but thanks anyways?" Ha ha.....
Anyways, Jeff finally convinced me that people like helping and it's not a big deal at all..... so I called the stake primary president who is in our ward (intimidating? Yeah.) and....she didn't answer. But when she returned my call she was SO nice and super enthusiastic about subbing for me.
I just love faithful latter-day saints who are so willing to help, Some people just have a talent of making you feel good that you're asking for help.
So to sum this up.....the Church is true. So very true.
"The Savior taught His disciples, 'For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: but whosoever will lose his life for my sake, the same shall save it', I believe the Savior is telling us that unless we lose ourselves in service to others, there is little purpose to our own lives. Those who live only for themselves eventually shrivel up and figuratively lose their lives, while those who lose themselves in service to others grow and flourish—and in effect save their lives."
-President Thomas S. Monson
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Mowing Children
Oooooh my goodness I've been wanting to post so bad. AHHH! I've had so much homework it's been unreal. I just finished my last quiz for the week though so I'm allowing myself to blog.
I am seriously a very blessed individual. I don't know what I did to deserve Jeff's love, but it's pretty great! I've been having a......I wouldn't say "hard".....but lame (is lame an ok word?) couple of weeks?
One of the defining reasons being that I'm still sick. I don't think I'll ever not not be sick again! It's made me really wish I was pregnant cause then I could at least not be bitter about being sick constantly, ha ha. Oy....
At first (3 months ago) I thought it was just the fact that I work with little kids....and that MIGHT still be the reason, but I've just had a strange cold/drainage of power for quite awhile. I've gotten to the point where I'm just living with it and don't notice it as I'm runnin through life!
I came home today to the house completely clean, flowers on my bed, and a note from my husband when I got home from work. He knows I've been having a "lame" time lately and everything that he did just reduced me to tears.
I felt kinda strange crying over flowers and a clean house, but sometimes it really is the little things that put you over the edge.
My husband is the best. He always listens to me when I think somebody is ridiculous or when I'm complaining about being weak and sick. He is far too cool. I'm so happy he's in my life.
Another reason my life has been kind of....lame....is.....
I'm working two jobs right now and it's just.....blissful. *sarcasm*
I'm going to be super glad when June rolls around. C'mon June! The main reason being schoooooool will be out....for the summer! (read to the tune of the song)
Oh my goodness gracious.........I LOVE children, holy cow I love children! The past month though I've felt like.....the Hulk....or Jekyll and Hyde....because....oh my......when I'm on my mower I HATE children. (ha ha ha........I'm laughing to myself....all alone in my apartment........I must be going insane)
Why? Why do little boys have to run out ten feet in front of me and wave their arms crazy like almost in a: "Please, just kill me....I want you to ram your mower into me, yes....I'm only 7 years old, but I feel as though life isn't worth living anymore."
Why children? Why?
When I have children I am going to sit them down and lecture them on people that are ok to bug and those who aren't. My dear future children, lawn mowers are not ok to chase. They are not ok to get remotely close to. It's just not ok, guys.
Another interesting thing to note about my mower job is the way people react to me. I'm on a huge mower....like.....tractor size.....so lots of people give me a very odd looking deer in the headlights look as I pass by.
I often wave at little children (little children playing near their homes or at a park.....the children at the schools I'm mowing only get angry waves) and they look completely shocked and start yelling for their mom in an excited fashion. However, by the time their mom comes outside I'm long gone.
The most interesting response to my existence is old men. Ha! Without fail I'll past an old couple walking together and the woman will wave and smile almost in a "you go girl" fashion, but the man will almost always give a degrading smirk or shake of the head.
I'm taking a Family Relations class this summer and it's kind of cool looking at how the views of gender have changed over time. Back when the grandma and grandpas of today were young a woman would have never had the job I have right now.
In other news, my pre-school job ends on Tuesday. Tuesday is graduation actually.....so technically the last day I'll see the majority of the kids will be Monday. I'm honestly just blocking out the fact that I'm never going to see these kids again. Cause everytime I even think about it for a minute I start crying. ..........like now.
Sigh.
It's just hard saying goodbye to little people that you've seen grow so much over a year. The rapid development of little kids is amazing! It's just unreal to me that I'm going to have to just...say goodbye to ten little kids who don't understand that they are never going to see me again. I can't say anything to them because they just don't get it.
I need to not get so attached.
It's defintely been a very beneficial job. I've had to deal with awful behaviors, manage all kinds of bodily fluids, give nuturing and socialization to socially behind kids, help with motor skills that we take for granted, and best of all played like crazy and at times had five kids chasing me or hanging on me for attention. I'm going to miss it. It really was a great job to prepare me for motherhood, I think.
I know, I know......nothing can prepare me for motherhood other than actually experiencing it.
I feel like I see people post flowery pictures with sayings like that on Facebook multiple times a day, ha ha. :)
Weeeeell, I have two tests this weekend that I best be off to studying for.
I am seriously a very blessed individual. I don't know what I did to deserve Jeff's love, but it's pretty great! I've been having a......I wouldn't say "hard".....but lame (is lame an ok word?) couple of weeks?
One of the defining reasons being that I'm still sick. I don't think I'll ever not not be sick again! It's made me really wish I was pregnant cause then I could at least not be bitter about being sick constantly, ha ha. Oy....
At first (3 months ago) I thought it was just the fact that I work with little kids....and that MIGHT still be the reason, but I've just had a strange cold/drainage of power for quite awhile. I've gotten to the point where I'm just living with it and don't notice it as I'm runnin through life!
I came home today to the house completely clean, flowers on my bed, and a note from my husband when I got home from work. He knows I've been having a "lame" time lately and everything that he did just reduced me to tears.
I felt kinda strange crying over flowers and a clean house, but sometimes it really is the little things that put you over the edge.
My husband is the best. He always listens to me when I think somebody is ridiculous or when I'm complaining about being weak and sick. He is far too cool. I'm so happy he's in my life.
Another reason my life has been kind of....lame....is.....
I'm working two jobs right now and it's just.....blissful. *sarcasm*
I'm going to be super glad when June rolls around. C'mon June! The main reason being schoooooool will be out....for the summer! (read to the tune of the song)
Oh my goodness gracious.........I LOVE children, holy cow I love children! The past month though I've felt like.....the Hulk....or Jekyll and Hyde....because....oh my......when I'm on my mower I HATE children. (ha ha ha........I'm laughing to myself....all alone in my apartment........I must be going insane)
Why? Why do little boys have to run out ten feet in front of me and wave their arms crazy like almost in a: "Please, just kill me....I want you to ram your mower into me, yes....I'm only 7 years old, but I feel as though life isn't worth living anymore."
Why children? Why?
When I have children I am going to sit them down and lecture them on people that are ok to bug and those who aren't. My dear future children, lawn mowers are not ok to chase. They are not ok to get remotely close to. It's just not ok, guys.
Another interesting thing to note about my mower job is the way people react to me. I'm on a huge mower....like.....tractor size.....so lots of people give me a very odd looking deer in the headlights look as I pass by.
I often wave at little children (little children playing near their homes or at a park.....the children at the schools I'm mowing only get angry waves) and they look completely shocked and start yelling for their mom in an excited fashion. However, by the time their mom comes outside I'm long gone.
The most interesting response to my existence is old men. Ha! Without fail I'll past an old couple walking together and the woman will wave and smile almost in a "you go girl" fashion, but the man will almost always give a degrading smirk or shake of the head.
I'm taking a Family Relations class this summer and it's kind of cool looking at how the views of gender have changed over time. Back when the grandma and grandpas of today were young a woman would have never had the job I have right now.
In other news, my pre-school job ends on Tuesday. Tuesday is graduation actually.....so technically the last day I'll see the majority of the kids will be Monday. I'm honestly just blocking out the fact that I'm never going to see these kids again. Cause everytime I even think about it for a minute I start crying. ..........like now.
Sigh.
It's just hard saying goodbye to little people that you've seen grow so much over a year. The rapid development of little kids is amazing! It's just unreal to me that I'm going to have to just...say goodbye to ten little kids who don't understand that they are never going to see me again. I can't say anything to them because they just don't get it.
I need to not get so attached.
It's defintely been a very beneficial job. I've had to deal with awful behaviors, manage all kinds of bodily fluids, give nuturing and socialization to socially behind kids, help with motor skills that we take for granted, and best of all played like crazy and at times had five kids chasing me or hanging on me for attention. I'm going to miss it. It really was a great job to prepare me for motherhood, I think.
I know, I know......nothing can prepare me for motherhood other than actually experiencing it.
I feel like I see people post flowery pictures with sayings like that on Facebook multiple times a day, ha ha. :)
Weeeeell, I have two tests this weekend that I best be off to studying for.
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