Friday, August 28, 2009

The First Week Back

I love the first week back at school. I do. Even though it's hard to say goodbye to summer, there is something exciting about new studets, a new year, with so many new things to try and new experiences ahead of you. I get a thrill walking down the hallways, seeing the 7th graders looking lost and terrified and excited. I even like to see the 8th and 9th graders back from the summer looking sometimes so much older than the last time I saw them.

This year, of course, has been a bit harder because of Afton. Usually I get bored about mid-July and I'm totally ready to be back. But this year it was a real stretch to leave her. Thank goodness I love my job and am so busy there I don't think about much else. The first day I showed a power point introducing my class, and I added a few family photos to introduce myself. Never done that before. I guess I just wanted to show Afton off. I had to show them THIS. How could I not? And each period I showed it, when her picture came up, I had a little lump in my throat.

So I thought I'd just post my thoughts from the first week. It's been a tough start--we have a new principal, new VP, new office sectretaries, plus the split has made things a little uncertain as far as funding and money and pay. Everyone is on edge, nervous, and even angry. We are all making less money--even the administrators--and yet the work stays the same. Plus we've added late-start Fridays. It was pretty crazy today. The kids don't come until 10:00, so when lunch hit no one was sure where to go. But it was nice being able to have collaborative time with my teams.

I find myself feeling renewed and excited, though. I am loving teaching my classes. I am taking greater pleasure in it than I have in a long time. Maybe it's because my neice and nephew are now in junior high, and I can picture each student as if they are THEM. I want to treat my students the way I want their teachers to treat them. I just hope I can hold on to my new-found enthusiasm. Sometimes it feels like the powers that be are trying to suck everything fun and worthwhile out of my job. But when I stand up in front of those kids--it's almost like I'm home. It's where I belong. How lucky I am to have a job I love so much. And I have to admit--I'm pretty damn good at it!

Monday, August 17, 2009

What Little Girls are Made Of

So it's here! Afton has her petti skirt at last! As you may or not know, my brilliant sister Cindy has learned this new skill of creating these skirts, and she has made one for every single grand daughter--and seeing as the way we produce granddaughters in this family, that's no small feat! Now Afton's is finished, and it's the last of them--though apparently Cindy will be making many more. Read about it here on her blog.
So here it is! I dressed Afton up and took a bunch of pictures outside. Unfortunatly I chose to do this right before her nap so she wasn't really in the mood for it.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

He's a Workin' Man

So I'm sure by now you've all heard the big news that TREVOR HAS A JOB. We are so excited, and I are so proud of him! He will be working at the University hospital, in the post anesthesiology unit. It's pretty cushy in both the job and hours he's required to work, and they will work with his school schedule and pay half-tuition after he's been there six months. Apparently a lot of people tried for it, and I'm so proud of Trevor getting it! Getting on at a hospital when you are a first-time CNA is pretty hard, I guess. And he did it all on his own--he didn't use any contacts or pull any strings--he got this all by himself. The pay is crap--really crap--but we knew that. Let's just hope that my job will let me work a 7th period next semester--that will save our bacon.

As for me, school is drawing closer and closer, and each day that goes by is so precious and fast. Soon I'll be leaving my baby girl with other people, and no matter how much they love her, they aren't ME. It's going to be so hard. I keep telling myself that at least I love my job--at least once I get to work I am so busy and engaged in what I do that I won't have time to pine. At least--that's how it was when I went back for four weeks at the end of the school year. But I knew, then, that it was only four weeks and I'd be home again. Now it will be nine months. My poor baby girl--she's had both her Daddy and her Mommy home with her every day since she was born. I hope she doesn't have too hard a time adjusting!

I am pretty nervous for school this year. So many changes at Elk Ridge. New principal, new vice principal, new head secretaries in attendance and the main office, a split district and probably a huge pay cut for me as well as a tax increase. Plus I'll be teaching extra classes, doing ballroom after school, all the responsibilities with being Department Chair, and I'm starting a new massive unit this year that will take a lot of planning and testing. And then of course, trying to make ends meet--which isn't looking too possible right now. Urg. Trevor and I have been in a happy little bubble for a very long time, and now we are back to reality. It sucks. Still, I've spent more time with him over the past few months than a woman spends with her husband in a year, and we still love each other, so that's got to be a good sign, right?

Oh--and here's the update on Twilight. Finished it--took me forever. Saw the movie--and liked it MUCH BETTER. Mainly because it just told the story without all the fluff about Edward's looks and Bella's clumsiness. And they stuck to the book pretty close, I was impressed. Edward wasn't good looking enough, but no one can be "adonis" and "an angel" and all the other things she called him. Jasper's wig was AWFUL. All in all, it was a decent book that I'll never read again, and I have no intention of reading the sequels. I asked Jill if Bella becomes a vampire at some point. That was all I really cared to know.

I want to apologize to Jill for my flippant comments on this blog about her love of Twilight and my lack of faith in her reading Gone with the Wind. She is proving me wrong as we speak. And I do hope that she is kinder about the book I gave her than I was about the one she gave me! I'm still glad I read Twilight--now I can have a real opinion of it instead of a borrowed one, and it DOES bother me when people say they hate a book (like Harry Potter) and haven't even tried to read it. If you tried and hated it, well, you have a right to hate it. So now I guess I have the right to hate Twilight. Man, what a long, stupid entry! I am in the habit of writing a journal--anyone who knows me knows this--and I have a hard time differentiating from my journal and my blog. Not too insightful on here, huh? Well! That's it!

P.S. Do you like my new background? I MADE IT MYSELF! It's not all that detailed--I just wanted to see if I could figure out how to upload it. So maybe I'll keep playing with it.