Tuesday, March 23, 2010

loving march.

Oh, blog. I feel like I've been ignoring you lately.
No pictures to post.
No super fun adventures to write about.
At least, not yet.
I've just been sitting on my badonk watching basketball and loving March. Specifically the madness it brings. Even though I DESPISE Ali Farokhmanesh... if you know me then you know why. Oh well, there's always next year.
PS my bracket is still looking pretty good. I'm optimistic.
Today was the kiddo's kindergarten program... they sang a bunch of cute nursery rhymes and songs for the parents. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face the whole time. I love love love them.
I know I talk about my job a lot, but it really just makes my life so much better that I can't help but talk about it! Funny story: The other day, these two little boys got in a fight. Seth and Jacob are best best buds but they are both so stubborn. Seth was already having a bad day and when Jacob refused to let him help collect the carpool numbers, that tipped him over the edge. He tried to run out the door and I had to restrain him as he was bawling and yelling at Jacob. Luckily Jacob's ride came then, before any further damage could be done. As he was getting into the car, he turned around and yelled, "Goodbye Seff, and Good Widdance!!" It was the cutest/funniest thing I've ever seen, even though Seth was pretty upset about it. Oh well, they were back to being buds the next day. I love them.
You know what else I love? Fruit. I'm on a big fruit kick these days. By the way, is it weird to keep bananas in the fridge? My roommate thinks it's really weird, but I like my fruit cold. Any opinions?
Have I told you about crazy roommate? She's obsessed with Mariah Carey. And I mean, OBSESSED. Like she's 29 years old and still has Mariah posters covering her walls. Oh, and she offered me singing lessons the other day. For a price, of course. Really, crazy roommate? If I wanted to learn to sing, I'd probably find a professional, not an MC wannabe. It's really irritating. And she only plays 6 songs, everyday at 4 when she's getting ready for school. The same 6 songs. every. single. day. Can you tell that I love crazy roommate? I'm learning a great deal of patience.
This weekend= Sweet 16 games in SLC with my pops and brother and sister. Suuuuper excited. Hopefully the games will be as exciting as they were last week!! Have I mentioned I love this time of year?!
And with that, I leave you with this pretty picture.
Can't remember where I found it (probably stolen from someone else's blog, sorry :))), but it's in my iphoto event called Pretty Things. Every morning while greeting the kiddos, I get to watch the sunrise over the mountains. Breathtaking, really. Just another one of my many blessings.
XOXO

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

my mornings


Let me just paint you a portrait of my mornings on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. First off, I pretty much dread them. More so now that I've lost an hour and my body is still telling me it's 5:45 while the clock says differently. Hate that! Anyways, my alarm goes off at 6:45 AM and I push the snooze button approximately 5 times before I actually wake up. I'm one of those weird people who sets her alarm extra early so that I can press the snooze button without actually feeling bad about. By the way, have you ever heard your alarm somewhere other than by your bed? Like, my alarm for years was wake me up before you go-go, and now whenever I hear it on tv or something, I get instantly pissed because I feel like I have to wake up. Weird.

Anyways, I wake up and hurry to get ready. Probably look pretty grizzled but whatever, it's 7 in the morning. I grab my pop tarts and cranergy and head out the door, hoping its not TOO cold and that I don't have to scrape my car window because I'm already running late. I blast some good tunes to wake me up and arrive at work around 8. I go in, drop off my purse and grab my two favorite orange cones. Now, why would I be grabbing orange cones? Well, let me just tell you, I have the pleasure of helping out with carpool in the mornings. Which translates to, I have the pleasure of standing on a busy street at 8 in the morning in the freezing cold. Such a privilege, right?

Actually, despite all the sarcasm above and being ridiculously tired and freezing my royal rastafarian nay-nays off (movie, anyone?), I acutally kind of maybe love it a little. Because there's all these people giving me really weird looks and wondering what the hail I'm doing standing on a street corner at 8 in the AM. And lets be honest, it's pretty hard to miss 6 feet of blonde white girl standing randomly outside. It makes me laugh when I see their expressions. The old people always wave, and I love that. I love seeing all my littles come to school. There's Canon, who's proposed to me multiple times, and he starts waving at me half a block away and makes funny faces when he gets closer and makes me laugh. There's Devin, who gives me a dirty look and then turns around and gives me a shy smile that lets me know he really likes me, as much as he would like to be tough. There's the mom with the hugest smile who waves so enthusiastically. There's these two little first graders who always point and laugh at me and for the longest time, I had no idea why. Then last week their mom rolled down the window and told me that they're always laughing because they call me Misses Smiley and love to see my smiling face in the morning. I love that! I'm so glad someone thinks I'm always smiling. So even tough I dread them the night before and I freeze and get weird looks and sometimes when it's windy my hair goes all over the place, I love these mornings. They're the perfect way to start your day off right. I wouldn't change them at all.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

one day.


I will learn to arrange flowers. And go to a flower market and spend hours picking out my favorites and make beautiful pieces for my beautiful home. And by that time I will also have learned photography so I can take beautiful pictures of my beautiful flowers in my beautiful home.

Add it to the bucket list.

Monday, March 1, 2010

newness.

I have a new roommate. Her name is Shannon and she is the nicest person, possibly ever. So genuinely kind and sweet. She reminds me alot of my sister in law Shay. She's been through a lot and I think she'll be able to teach me some things. And be my good friend. Oh, and she makes up for all the crazy that my other roommate throws at us on a daily basis... but that's another story for another time.
I need new music. Open to suggestions.
I need new eating habits.
I have a new appreciation for chicken flavored rice-a-roni... yum. I may or may not eat it almost every day.
Going on a field trip tomorrow with the kiddies to see a play. We have to walk to the theater so pray for some good weather!
Speaking of the kiddies, I love them. And I have a new appreciation for people who go into special education. I have to help out an autistic boy in the afternoon class sometimes and he is the sweetest but it takes a lot of patience.
I'm already craving a vacation. And spring.
I can't wait to go home for the mwc tournament next weekend!! Go rebs!
I saw the movie Valentine's Day. Twice. Don't judge me... I kind of loved it!
I need some new books to read. I miss reading.
I want to go everywhere. Every time I see some new place on tv, I just wanna go there. They went to St. Lucia on the Bachelor and it looked beautiful. I still really really wanna go to Greece. I'm jealous that Yarmington is going to Africa this summer. And I want to do the Amazing Race, but I have a feeling the lack of sleep wouldn't work well with me. Lets plan a trip please!

Oh and I really miss this.
Everything about it. I wish my hair was still that long and dried like that. I miss kori sosososo much. She knows and appreciates the real me. And of course I miss this place. Oceanside, you have my heart!