People never cease to amaze me...

The past couple weeks have not been great for me.  My jaw pain is better but my back now hurts.  My grandmother has been in and out of the hospital and nursing home.  My parents are stressed about my grandmother.  My daughter is being a pain in school.  My husband wants more of my time and I am so tired, depressed and disconnected that I can't even function much less be a good wife.

Work is the one thing that seems to be going well for me.  Last year was a nightmare for me and I contemplated quitting and not going back.  I had 2 jobs rescinded over the summer because of the special ed director's reference and the thought of dealing with her makes my skin crawl...but I must do what I must.  Thankfully things worked out this year and I was reassigned and am much happier.  The kids are great and I am co-teaching with a great guy.  I am still under the supervision of the special ed director but I don't have to deal with her in any real sense of the word, so I made up my mind at the beginning of the year that I am going to be the model employee and I have been doing just that!!!  I have been doing everything that I am supposed to, doing a multitude of things that need to be done but aren't in my job description, volunteering to lead committees, stay after school and other such tasks without pay to boot.  I really want to be able to change my reputation and create a new group of colleagial references so that eventually I will be able to get my own classroom.  Things are really on a roll.

Apparently someone saw me doing something that I shouldn't do and reported it to administration.  So at the last minute I got called in for a meeting with the special ed director and principal and got called on the carpet.  Because of my experience in the past, I was nervous as heck so I called in the big guns (union rep).  It turned out to be something minor (that was blown out of proportion) so it worked out ok but the panic and emotions were overwhelming.  I was left with the nagging question, why didn't that person that observed the situation just come to me and address it?  I will never understand why people go to administration to report an isolated incident rather than addressing it with the "perpetrator"? 

At any rate, I will put this behind me and move forward with my original plan and be the best darned employee that I can be. 

Top 5 ways you can tell it is Halloween in Maine

Top 5 ways you can tell it is Halloween in Maine


5.  The stores are stocked up with halloween costumes, cornucopias and christmas trees
4.  Blow up decorations adorn the lawns next to the snowplow
3.  Your father puts in his request for halloween candy (to take hunting with him)
2.  You have to gas up the car to be able to go trick or treating because your neighbor is 3 miles away
1.  Parents have to buy halloween costumes 3 sizes too big for their kids to accommodate jackets, hats and mittens!!

It is that time again!!

Almost 10

Some days I wonder if my daughter will live until she is 10.  Not because she is sick, not because I am afraid that she might get hurt but because her attitude is getting the best of her. 

She is SO much like me I can almost envision what her life is going to bring.  Sadly, I would like to spare her some of the tragic parts but clearly that is not going to happen (unless she learns quickly that I know what I am talking about, which is highly unlikely!!)

She knows it all and doesn't hesitate to let us know that.  We are quickly learning how little we, her loving parents, know. 

She has always been independant, which I think is a good thing, and while she has moaned and complained about whatever task that we ask her to do that does not meet with her approval, the presentation of that has been general disapproval.  Lately, she is become more focused in her expressions.  

Yesterday I was told "just don't talk to me" as she huffed by me.  A couple days before, her dad was told "I was just doing what you told me to", as she stomped up the stairs. 

I am thankful that she eventually comes to her senses and apologizes.. but I fear that this will start to fade as she ages.  I know that this is just the beginning of much more fun to come.  Teenage angst, heartbreaks, more independance...oh man, I can't wait...NOT!

     I truly think that I am the personification of the nyquil commercial....I am sniffling, sneezing, coughing aching stuffy head, fever..okay, no fever, but I have the rest of it.


     I don't know if I have an intense allergic reaction goin on or if I am sick, but either way, I feel miserable.  I am hacking and spitting and coughing, and yes, even peeing a little every time I cough.  Is this ever going to end I have asked myself on more than one occasion this week. 

     I have had more than my fair share of daytime TV, mucinex, puffs plus and nyquil.  I have gasped for air, showered, slept, sneezed, slept some more, coughed, changed my clothes and called out of work.

     So yeah, I am officially tired of being sick.  The best part about being sick is that you know that you really can't feel any worse.  Next week has got to be better.

September

So many good things happen in September.  Kids go back to school, the air cools, leaves change, apples are ready. 
September also brings the reappearance of political signs.  While I am all for democracy and freedoms.  I would like to suggest that we vote for the cadidate that has the fewest number of signs cluttering our landscapes!!!

First Writing Blog

Well here we go.... Fasten your seatbelts and hold on.  I am not sure exactly where this will go, but it is sure to be ... well, interesting!!!