Saturday evening on the couch...
I have nothing profound to say...I just have a hard time sitting on the couch and watching t.v. without doing something else. Christmas isn't close, so I have no knew projects to crochet, I've read all of my books from the library and I don't do homework on Saturday nights...I put it off until Sunday night like every other college student out there, duh. (Oh, except for my friend Brent...but he is a rare exception to the rule...a very rare exception : ) Robbie recently outfitted our humble abode with wireless internet, so it seems completely logical to me that I watch t.v. and blog at the same time.
This last week was pretty weird. Robbie worked very late nights pretty much every night, which meant I was home alone every night. I've decided I would be a terrible single person at this point in my life. I would eat way too much pizza, watch too much t.v. and I would go to bed super early every night...and some of you know that would be pretty darn early!
Thursday was a fun evening, however. Robbie and I rushed to the hospital as soon as we could to meet Mr. Maddox Nelson (Max). Lane and Laura are officially parents and we couldn't be happier for them. Laura was a trooper and labored for a very, very long time. Max was apparently very comfortable in Laura's belly because when he finally decided to meet the world he weighed in at 10 pounds and (I think) 20 ounces! Oh, and he was 22 inches long! Laura kept saying she was going to give birth to a toddler. Way to go Laura....thanks guys for sharing the big day with us. We promise to do all we can to help you with the big baby transition.
I've started packing, cleaning, organizing and sorting stuff for the big move. Robbie and I drove around in our new neighborhood today and made note of all the great things we will be close to. The Target down the street, the Price Chopper, Boyd the Barber and oh my goodness a Baskin Robbins all within 5 minutes. To say the least, we are excited and ready to get our grill on.
School is going pretty well. I am trying to wrap up the painting unit with the kids and it is clear to me that they wouldn't mind painting all year. Honestly, I wouldn't mind it either if I had a different classroom. So far, the medium I am most comfortable in (painting) has been the most difficult to manage simply because of logistics. The next unit is going to be more about three dimensional work like clay and fiber arts. I have been waiting all year to teach these things because I really like them and think my students will love them. I am also trying to gear up for the end of the year open house and art show. It will be hard to choose what to display. I know, tough life.
My own classes are going just as well. Last week I learned that the attrition rate for new teachers is 50% in the first five years. It's hard to believe that half of all new teachers quit teaching before they hardly even get started....but.....I understand. It's seriously some of the hardest work I have ever done and I am only there one day a week and don't have to worry whether or not my students are meeting the No Child Left Behind requirements. I so underestimated my teachers growing up and think we all did to some degree.
Robbie just asked me if I was writing a book. He is so funny, isn't he? I suppose I should wrap this up. Despite it being Saturday, I do have some work I need to do. I am applying for some scholarships this year, a first for me. I am trying to get my essay written and I am running into two problems:
#1 750 words is not as much as you might think....or I am just long winded...hmmm, surely not
#2 I could write a spectacular essay about how really great I am, but I feel like I deserve a scholarship just as much as the next hard-working, non-traditional student. I guess I am having a hard time convincing myself of my own merit...which, apparently, is what I have to prove I have in order to be considered for a scholarship. It's either that or financial need and while I certainly feel I could always use more money...especially the free kind....I couldn't, in good faith, write an essay trying to convince a bunch of strangers that I have eaten Ramen noodles for the last 3 years, for every meal, and have to steal pens from the bank where I get free lollipops for dessert since I have no actual money in the bank and thus, no real need to actually go there for banking purposes.
See where I am going with this? I am hoping that being somewhat clever with my essay writing will pay off, literally. It probably won't....but at least I can say I tried. Dad, be on the lookout...your editing skills will be needed.
Hope everyone is having a nice weekend.
This last week was pretty weird. Robbie worked very late nights pretty much every night, which meant I was home alone every night. I've decided I would be a terrible single person at this point in my life. I would eat way too much pizza, watch too much t.v. and I would go to bed super early every night...and some of you know that would be pretty darn early!
Thursday was a fun evening, however. Robbie and I rushed to the hospital as soon as we could to meet Mr. Maddox Nelson (Max). Lane and Laura are officially parents and we couldn't be happier for them. Laura was a trooper and labored for a very, very long time. Max was apparently very comfortable in Laura's belly because when he finally decided to meet the world he weighed in at 10 pounds and (I think) 20 ounces! Oh, and he was 22 inches long! Laura kept saying she was going to give birth to a toddler. Way to go Laura....thanks guys for sharing the big day with us. We promise to do all we can to help you with the big baby transition.
I've started packing, cleaning, organizing and sorting stuff for the big move. Robbie and I drove around in our new neighborhood today and made note of all the great things we will be close to. The Target down the street, the Price Chopper, Boyd the Barber and oh my goodness a Baskin Robbins all within 5 minutes. To say the least, we are excited and ready to get our grill on.
School is going pretty well. I am trying to wrap up the painting unit with the kids and it is clear to me that they wouldn't mind painting all year. Honestly, I wouldn't mind it either if I had a different classroom. So far, the medium I am most comfortable in (painting) has been the most difficult to manage simply because of logistics. The next unit is going to be more about three dimensional work like clay and fiber arts. I have been waiting all year to teach these things because I really like them and think my students will love them. I am also trying to gear up for the end of the year open house and art show. It will be hard to choose what to display. I know, tough life.
My own classes are going just as well. Last week I learned that the attrition rate for new teachers is 50% in the first five years. It's hard to believe that half of all new teachers quit teaching before they hardly even get started....but.....I understand. It's seriously some of the hardest work I have ever done and I am only there one day a week and don't have to worry whether or not my students are meeting the No Child Left Behind requirements. I so underestimated my teachers growing up and think we all did to some degree.
Robbie just asked me if I was writing a book. He is so funny, isn't he? I suppose I should wrap this up. Despite it being Saturday, I do have some work I need to do. I am applying for some scholarships this year, a first for me. I am trying to get my essay written and I am running into two problems:
#1 750 words is not as much as you might think....or I am just long winded...hmmm, surely not
#2 I could write a spectacular essay about how really great I am, but I feel like I deserve a scholarship just as much as the next hard-working, non-traditional student. I guess I am having a hard time convincing myself of my own merit...which, apparently, is what I have to prove I have in order to be considered for a scholarship. It's either that or financial need and while I certainly feel I could always use more money...especially the free kind....I couldn't, in good faith, write an essay trying to convince a bunch of strangers that I have eaten Ramen noodles for the last 3 years, for every meal, and have to steal pens from the bank where I get free lollipops for dessert since I have no actual money in the bank and thus, no real need to actually go there for banking purposes.
See where I am going with this? I am hoping that being somewhat clever with my essay writing will pay off, literally. It probably won't....but at least I can say I tried. Dad, be on the lookout...your editing skills will be needed.
Hope everyone is having a nice weekend.
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