Thursday, April 17, 2014

The story behind the picture. {vol.1}

The Mom Creative, a blog I've read since before she had her first kiddo (and now her second kiddo is 2-ish), is doing a new series: Throwback Thursday. While this is not anything new in social media, she's taking it a step further and encouraging us to tell the stories behind the photos.

And I love that.

So, here's my first picture, and the story behind it:

This is an Easter-ish photo from 1991. It wasn't my initial pick for an Easter #tbt, but I found it and immediately thought "man, I loved that house."

We moved to Hattiesburg, MS, that year, and I went to Oak Grove High School. That was also Brett Favre's senior year of college, and I watched him play at the University of Southern Mississippi. (Side note: He's now the offensive coordinator at that very same high school. Surreal.)

In this picture, I'm wearing a dress my mother sewed herself, and it was one of my favorites. The flower pattern was beautiful (and very 1991), and the puffed sleeves made me feel older and more mature than the 14 years old I was. (Nevermind the fact that she often made me and my sister the same dress, so I routinely matched with a four year old.)

This house was a rental, since my parents never just moved somewhere and bought a house. That was probably a good thing, because we only lived in MS for a year. It was a huge house, and it had an upstairs, which was something we'd never had before.

My room was long and thin. Both of the upstairs windows in the picture were mine. My parents were across the hall, opting to forego the downstairs master so they could be upstairs with my sister. She had both her room and a huge playroom, but my room was huge, so I didn't begrudge her.

The best part of this whole year was the neighborhood itself. It was two streets, with only one way in and out of the neighborhood, and they forked off at a huge wooded area. This woods was across the street from my house, and it was ripe for exploring. None of the neighborhood houses had fences, but several of them  had trampolines.

This was the time before major kidnappings and bubble-wrapped kids, so when we got home we dropped our stuff off, finished whatever work we had, and then headed outside until the streetlights came on. This neighborhood also had plenty of neighborhood kids, all of which rode the same bus home from the same school, and for better or worse, we were friends.

This house holds lots of memories for me:
- a very wonky kitchen set-up that left the microwave very hard to use
- having to wrap my own Christmas presents because my mom was working
- some kids ding-dong-ditching my house and the consequences that resulted from that
- the afternoon that lightning struck the tree between our house and the neighbors and the resulting loss of half of our electronics.
- exploring the woods
- flying off the trampoline, landing on my tailbone, and thinking I'd broken myself
- watching "It" with my family late one night and sitting up in bed all night, waiting for a clown to show up in my doorway.
- the most amazing backyard, with a deck and pine trees as far as the eye could see....

I loved this house most of all of them.

Throwback Thursday Stories
I love the idea of this, and in looking for pictures, I was completely inspired to tell the hilarious stories behind them. I'm going to try to do this every week, prewriting and scheduling some posts. These are the easier stories to tell, not being bogged down by details or prone to rabbit trails.

The planner in me wants to do one week of childhood pics, one of high school/college, one of adulthood, and one of Daisy or holiday pictures.

The realist in me says "We'll see if we make it past week one."

Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Out like a lamb.

March came in like a lion (snow day!)
And went out like a beautiful sweet lamby-kins.
Spring has sprung.

Here's the monthly recap:
Yes. And no. 

Move more- yes. 
I'm doing a strong
 workout once a week. 
But that should be more. 

Eat well-  yes-ish. 
I've rekindled an affair with edamame,
 even making it at home. 
I've also rekindled an affair 
with ice cream. 

Yes and No. 
Read Divergent. 
Read some magazines. 
Wrote more blog posts than Feb 
(I think). 

 TV still in living room behind couch?
Mantle still a mishmash of 
Christmas and winter decorations?
Still feel rushed and behind 
and never caught up on anything
Creating and sustaining
an inviting home? 
Not a chance. 

No clue. This one has definitely
hit the back burner for some time now. 

But I did much better with my one little second for the month of March. 
(Please excuse my "snow day!" weird voice.)


(Please tell me that's not what my voice sounds like!)
(I don't know if I'll ever get to publish this because it is 
so. freaking. slow in loading)
(And now it won't load. Nice.)

Friday, March 28, 2014

Friday Five: Hashtag edition

I was looking at a blog, and the creator had done a small layout using some hashtags, and it made me thing about the hashtags I use. I try not to use them too often, and try to make them meaningful. Since it's been crazy busy where the wild and precious things are, I thought I'd do a quick Friday Five.

So here it is... the Hashtag edition.

1. Five favorite hashtags:
- #myownfault
- #havefunstormingthecastle
- #firstgradersforthewin
- #earbudsin (for when the Loud Pilot Crew sits near me in Starbucks- and by 'near me' I mean at the same Starbucks) {see also: #stoptalkingsoloud}
- #mothernatureyouareNOTfunny

2. Five most used hashtags:
- #(somethingI'mnotreadytoblogabout)
- #thisglamorouslife
- #lifewithlittles (see also: #boymomx3 and #3teenmom)
- #100happydays
- #homewardbound {related: #almosthome and #headedhome

3. Five Daisy hashtags:
- #stinkypup
- #sassypants
- #justimaginethesnoring
- #shaggypuppy
- #neighborhoodwatch

4. Five hashtags I probably shouldn't have used:
- #whatthewhat?
- #cantconcentrateonJesus
- #sportsandgirls
- #earnedmyshower
- #kidsthesedays

5. Five teacher hashtags:
- #morningduty
- #lessonsaboutarea
- #gradingpapers
- #GroundhogDay (in reference to the teaching phenomena in which you have to say the same things over and over again)
- #fractionsvssnow

Hashtag humor:

And naturally, #this:

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Around Here: Bonkers

Things are bonkers busy around here, so I'm going to bullet point it for you.

* I turned 37, so there's that. My students (really- their moms) did it up well, and I felt so very loved all day long. More on the par-tay that was a classroom full of kiddos on the teacher's birthday later.

* My calendar this week looks like this:

* In case you were wondering if aliens landed in the area, here's a picture of The Dad feeding The Dog ice cream outside the local Dairy Queen from his very own spoon.

* As I typed this I heard a dog outside crying so I had to rush outside and make sure it was okay (it was). Daisy stayed on the couch looking nonplussed.

* I hit the jackpot of gum with this discovery at the Target on the other side of town.

* KC and I went to see Divergent this past weekend, and I had so many thoughts on it, I really thought I'd already written the blog post. Apparently, that was only in my head.
The star of this movie was easily Shailene Woodley's hair. 

* The English Lesson that has me laughing hysterically like a middle schooler is titled Punctuation is Important. Here's Exhibit A and Exhibit B:

Kathleen gets around.

*On Monday, Daisy was so despondent that I was gone that she had to spell it out for me in tin foil:

* I'm so behind on one of my shows that my friends like to discuss that I've taken to watching it on the computer as I grade papers after school. Best. Idea. Ever. 

*I was supposed to be sitting on some babies teenagers right now, but their parents cancelled, which is fine, because I'm sitting on teenagers throughout most of April. Whoa. 

* I've got a few 'things' going on here and there that I haven't really written about. One of which very few people know about, and one of which not a single person knows about. The first I will most definitely share about, and the second... who knows?

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Worn out.

Sometimes, your kid comes home from school really irritable, and somewhat cranky, and rather irrational, and you know they're just tired.

Whatever went on at school today just wore them out.

And despite the fact that they wanted to do a bunch of things after school, and despite the fact that it's a gorgeous afternoon outside, you just feed them dinner early, put them in their pajamas, and send them to their bed for the night.

And sometimes, that's not the kid, but the teacher that has to be fed early and put to bed at early because of crankiness and general irritability.

And sometimes, that's at 6:23pm.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Walkers and First Grade

(warning: this post is basic fangirl fluff meets pinterest. Proceed with caution)

Four years ago, KC and I started teaching fourth grade together. I had a class of very limited girls, and they kept moving away. The first to go was an aspiring actress, whose mother decided to homeschool her while she made trips back and forth to LA. 

She had a sister that was in first grade, and she was a hot mess. She stayed behind with little brother. 

Fast forward to last year, and we see little sister's name on our rolls, in KC's class. I was less than thrilled. (See 'hot mess' above.) She ended up moving the week before school started, because sister got a part in LA, and they were moving there full time. 

Big Sister was on this little show called "Touch", and hung out with Kiefer Sutherland. 
Little Sister kept trying to land a part. 

Finally, she did:
She's the top left.
Yeah. She's on a little show called The Walking Dead, which I watched every week even before she was on it. 

So, surreal. 
This season, her character's a little psycho, so that's fun to watch...

Those that watch the show regularly will get this one. 

Let's talk about that show, shall we? It's a personal favorite of mine, and believe it or not, this actually inspired me and will be made into something for my apartment soon:

First of all, lest you think I'm tough and can easily watch a show like this, do not be fooled. I haven't watched tonight's episode, because I can't watch that show and go to bed anytime shortly thereafter. 


So accurate. The basic structure of the show is something like this:
I've skipped weeks before, but always come back to it. I can't quit you Walking Dead. 
I never watch it live, and never with anyone, because I'm sure they'd be annoyed to no end when I squee'd over these two scenes from the last episode (that I watched... I'm still 2 behind live tv). 

Judith is ALIVE! 

Carol came BACK!
The only exception to that is when I watch it with my 3 teenagers in their movie room on the projector. Zombie apocalypse is even scarier when it's life-sized. Just saying.

My favorite character is Daryl Dixon, and one of my favorite things about the fandom of the show is the wide appeal his character has to the womenfolk of the country. I love it when people talk about how much they love Daryl Dixon.

I don't love Daryl Dixon. (It's almost unAmerican for me to say that). I love Norman Reedus, the actor that plays him. 

All the women that watch the show say they want a man like Daryl Dixon, but I think in real life, if their husband (who hadn't showered properly or changed clothes since the beginning of the zombie apocalypse) came in holding their newborn saying "I think we'll name her Little Asskicker", they'd rethink that decision. 

Me? I will take Norman Reedus, thankyouverymuch (since we're picking out imaginary boyfriends). I've heard the actor interviewed before, and he's extremely delightful. He's a creative, and not just in the acting way. He loves photography, and is very artistic and humble. 

And there's this:

Yeah. We're perfect for each other. 

Saturday, March 15, 2014


"It's got some s-e-x stuff, and it's REALLY violent,
but it's a great book and you should really read it."
- a review of the book by one of my students
So, I finally broke down and read Divergent.

Sort of.

KC has twice as long of a commute as I do (a whopping 20 minutes), and the whole "being a mom of two kids- one of which is a toddler" thing, so she doesn't get as much reading time as she'd like. So she gets most of her book intake via audiobooks.

She and I had both been talking about reading this book, and I had told her to let me know when she read it, and I'd start it too. I started a grown-up book after reading The Spectacular Now, but never made it past page one. Remember, February didn't exactly work with the More Pages Less Screens.

So, during the weekend of Icemageddon, when I got a much needed snow day, KC was riding back from Wichita Falls and listened to the book on the way there and back, and was almost done with it when we came back to school. I obviously had some catching up to do.

Enter a five hour drive to Lubbock (on a Friday directly after school) and a five hour drive back. Perfect opportunity to test out the audiobook and see if it would keep me interested and such on the go. I figured it was an interesting enough book to start with (I was right.)

The problem was that this smart girl downloaded it on her computer, but didn't transfer it to her phone. So, once I got out of radio range, I hooked up my phone, and... nothing. Book is nowhere to be found on my phone. I keep trying to download it onto my phone, and at one point seriously contemplate just re-buying it but kept giving myself the "you're a smart girl, you can figure this out" pep talk, and so I improvised:
I plugged my computer in to my car audio cable (at a stoplight...safely...) and listened to that on the way, hoping to make it as long as the computer battery would let me.

Then, I really thought it through, and at the halfway point, realized that all I needed to do was to plug in my phone and it transferred over in roughly 37.4 seconds.

I am a smart girl.

I also downloaded the Audible app, which connects with my iTunes. It's not like I've ever used the app before.

Except I have.

I am a smart girl.

The only glitch so far is that whenever I do anything else on the phone, it skips back to one place. Get a text? Back to chapter 13. Get an email? Back to 13. Turn the phone sideways? Chapter 13.


Otherwise, I am now addicted to audiobooks. I listened to them when I was getting ready, so now I'll probably start doing that every morning. And at night, while I'm crafting and project life-ing, I can listen as well. The possibilities are endless!

Oh? The book?

It's good. It's interesting.

It's a little racy for younger kids, as evidenced by the following text:

It is, however, an interesting insight into the whole theory of nature vs. nurture, which is a whole blog post in and of itself because my family is the poster family for nature vs. nurture. (Spoiler: we side with nurture.)

I guessed who one of the main characters was the minute he was introduced, because while in real life I like to believe in the good of everyone, in books I am suspicious of every character.

I blame British television.

P.S. There's a part of the book where they go into a "fear landscape" (see text above) and they have to face their fears. That fear landscape was called my dreams last night. One word: spiders.

Saturday Morning Silliness

Just a quick post to show some things 
I've found HILARIOUS on The pinterest lately. 

This will be me... if I can ever get one!


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