Thursday, October 18, 2007
oh my
right after the 1st birthday bash my most wonderful hubby surprised me with a plane ticket to go visit one of my dearest friends in Sandy Eggo this weekend. i'm very excited, but i'm honestly not 100% looking forward to it. it will be the longest i've ever been away from my baby, by far, and i get sad and start missing him every time i think of it! but i know i'll have fun and i'm very thankful for this wonderful surprise...
Saturday, October 6, 2007
holy crap!
Little One's big first birthday bash is a week from tomorrow! If you could see my house right now you would know just how completely screwed I am... I've never exactly been the best at housekeeping but since I've gone back to work (even though it's only part time) it's taken a decidedly downhill turn. Not to mention that we never quite finished moving in (2 years ago!) and we still have boxes to unpack...
The good news is I work best on a deadline. And so does Hubby. This will be the push we need to finally get shit done. And when we're done it'll be so nice to finally have the house put together!
The good news is I work best on a deadline. And so does Hubby. This will be the push we need to finally get shit done. And when we're done it'll be so nice to finally have the house put together!
Friday, October 5, 2007
it's a surreal murder
Last January one of my sister's closest friends was brutally murdered by her husband.
Thats the simple and clean way to explain it. The fuller version is this:
My big sister (Big Sis) had a dear friend (DF) who lived in the same fancy apartment complex and they had kids the same age who also were close friends. DF and Big Sis spent time together almost every day -- going for walks and often cooking dinner together.
By the end of last year things had taken an ugly turn for DF at home. DF left her husband and stayed for a short while at the Battered Women's Shelter before fleeing the state with her 3 children in January.
But DF came back to town and arranged to meet her husband at a public restaurant to discuss matters. When their meeting ended he followed her from the restaurant to a nearby bank. As she pulled out of her parking spot to leave he broke out her window, reached in, and shot her 14 (thats right 14!) times.
This story makes me want to vomit. But most of the time I still can't believe it really happened. Or the horror that has followed - first custody issues for DF's 3 sons and now the coming trial. My Big Sis having recurring nightmares of DF screaming in her coffin. And more recently, Big Sis being shown bloody crime scene photos of DF as she gets prepped for the witness stand.
I'm sure that this is real beyond bearing for Big Sis. But I still have a hard time believing that this all really happened. That these things happen, or still happen, to people you and I know and not just to others somewhere else.
Thats the simple and clean way to explain it. The fuller version is this:
My big sister (Big Sis) had a dear friend (DF) who lived in the same fancy apartment complex and they had kids the same age who also were close friends. DF and Big Sis spent time together almost every day -- going for walks and often cooking dinner together.
By the end of last year things had taken an ugly turn for DF at home. DF left her husband and stayed for a short while at the Battered Women's Shelter before fleeing the state with her 3 children in January.
But DF came back to town and arranged to meet her husband at a public restaurant to discuss matters. When their meeting ended he followed her from the restaurant to a nearby bank. As she pulled out of her parking spot to leave he broke out her window, reached in, and shot her 14 (thats right 14!) times.
This story makes me want to vomit. But most of the time I still can't believe it really happened. Or the horror that has followed - first custody issues for DF's 3 sons and now the coming trial. My Big Sis having recurring nightmares of DF screaming in her coffin. And more recently, Big Sis being shown bloody crime scene photos of DF as she gets prepped for the witness stand.
I'm sure that this is real beyond bearing for Big Sis. But I still have a hard time believing that this all really happened. That these things happen, or still happen, to people you and I know and not just to others somewhere else.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
beware the wind
my class was replaced today by little demons. seriously. the morning was already off to a bad start when i got the call that i needed to take them out for a bus evacuation lesson and drill. the words "bus evacuation drill" may forever strike terror into my heart now.
i guess this is what i get for bragging about my class being angels earlier this week...
or, alternatively, my mother in law (a retired teacher) says i can blame it on the wind.
According to her, Windy Days + Little Kids = Big Headaches For Teachers
Now we're heading into the windy months of fall/winter so I think I'm going to go with my theory...because if hers is true I'm in for a lot of trouble!
i guess this is what i get for bragging about my class being angels earlier this week...
or, alternatively, my mother in law (a retired teacher) says i can blame it on the wind.
According to her, Windy Days + Little Kids = Big Headaches For Teachers
Now we're heading into the windy months of fall/winter so I think I'm going to go with my theory...because if hers is true I'm in for a lot of trouble!
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