Growing up...

 This last week has really got me thinking about some serious stuff. I woke up Saturday morning to realize that I had nothing planned. This has not happened since I graduated. So I slept in till 11. Then I got up and took an obnoxiousley long time getting ready and dressed for nothing. My dad was a little befuddled as to why I was getting so dresses up for nothing, he just does not understand why girls have so much fun in the process....not just the results. Around 3, I went to borders to get some coffee and start planning the curriculum for this summer at church. We are doing  "one HOT summer". I am adapting the book 'He's Hot, she's hot' from Jeremey and Jerusha Clark. As I mapped out the summer I began to re-read the book.

I am alot different than I used to be. I  lost alot of who i was because when i worked at that church last summer the pastor shattered everything I thought i was and replaced it with doubt. So the last few months I had been a broken shell. Not sure who I had been, or who I really was. I have reevaluated some of my closest relationships in the past and realized that time has shown the validity of those. I think in the past I was alot of things to different people, but I was never totally me to anyone. Part of me still has this feeling like I don't belong or fit in, so why even try. I always fill alone, even when I am with people who I hang out with. People tell me things like how they see me, and i don't get it. Am I a person who is glorifying God in my life, or am I almost devaluing His name?

We WON!(insert happy dance)

Tonight I went to another Indianapolis Ice game. We lost pretty bad last weekend (3-1) and I was starting to think that our team definatley was in the lame catagory. But tonight the Ice played against Chicago and we beat them 3-1. Bethaney, Lisa, and Kristy joined me at the game. we were in a hurry so we looked for dinner by the fairgrounds. We went to a soul food place, but they were way too expensive. So we went for chinese instead. As we were leaving a mand opened his van doors to us to see if we wanted to buy bootleg DVD's. we kept walking and he added "i got fly purses". Lisa turned to me and said "ooh...did he say he has flowers" I replied..."no, does he look like a florist?" This guy was like 50, and about 400 pounds. Went to the game, we might have a pic on their website with us decked out for St. Pat's day.

 Me and bethaney accidentaley insulted the mascot. Their mascot is like this wierd bigfoot/greyhound mix with a really big butt that he is fond of shaking. It was time for a powerplay (meaning we had more players on the ice) and us being in the first row was pretty exciting. Right as they drop the puck the big butt mascot blocks our view and starts shaking itself on the glass. The announcer goes "isent this exciting" and we relpied in unison "it would be if we dident have a big butt blocking us". The mascot turned and stared right at me for a full 10 seconds. They later a kid had a birthday and the mascot came over to give the cake. He purposly kept backing into bethaney with his enormous butt. It was quite amusing. Sad note: all the players were under the age of 21. When did I get so old....hehehe

Stop, drop, and roll into the bathroom?

 As the lovely spring weather arrives ( and hopefully stays) it brings with it a reminder about Tornado safety. This was kinda fun, since we just went through fire drills.  Although the reason for fire drills was mostley because we had a lot of firemen show up to inspect the building one day and realized that my kids were definatley did not have the fire knowledge they needed. So I started with a simple question "what do we do if we see a fire?" Normal anwsers: Run away, go outside, tell an adult...etc. My kids think a little differentley and actually suggested getting marshmellows to roast. Anyway we explained the whole procedure and even demonstrated and practiced a little stop,drop,and rolling.

 Now about the tornado drill. As we talked about a possible tornado we discussed our action plan. We go to the teacher's bathroom located in my room,which is much better than going to any of the kids bathrooms (read the last blog if you need explanation). As I yelled "Tornado drill" some kids actually did the stop, drop and roll.  i said "No, in the bathroom" A normal person would get up and walk into the bathroom, but my kids being aliens continued rolling into the bathroom. Once we got in there I realized we needed an emergency kit. As I was thinking about what we needed in this kit, the kids started to complain about the smell. It appeared that the bathroom had been put to good use before we entered...and we will leave it at that. Note to self: In emergency pack, AIRFRESHENER! Anyone got any other ideas for a tornado kit, besides first aid and a flashlight?

I said manners...not bananas

 It has been so long since I blogged, that I forgot how to...some things never change. Sorry to all those that I have not been able to stay in touch with, i never knew i could be this busy. Life teaching preschool is actually pretty fun. I love being able to spend my day in a world of make-believe. My kids are adorable...and quite michivious. One of my new kids actually came in with a pacifier. I put it in his cubby and let him cry it out/ I told him that he was too big for it and it would cause overbite...he cried that he would not bite anyone but non-the-less ...I forgot all about it and left it where I put it. Last friday the toilets overflowed for the millionith time and the maintainance man came out. It was of course none of the cute ones...but mr. grouch. The man looked like he was around when plumbing was first invented. He also happens to be the one who yelled me out when they found a pair of kids socks down the toilet(they were totally not any of my kids). I was waiting patientley for my kids as they one at a time used the one working toilet when he came in all cocky. He looked at me and told my director that I wass full of "hellfire" and he was sure I had something to do with it. Had I not had 10 impressionable minds looking at me he would have found out what I really had to say. instead I just said "it's good at your age you can still be sure of something". So my kids were still in this slow pottying process as he plunged the other toilets in the boys bathroom. He called the diractor after like 10 minutes and said that he found the problem... in his hand was the current cause of our plumbing problems...a blue pacifier. Under normal circumstances i would have been able to make a quick escape...but it was not in the cards. Noone had to know that this pacifier was my new kids...who would think a preschooler had a pacifier? I thought I was in the clear as my kids finished, but as we passed the maintaince man my new kid cried.."my pacy-make him give it back". The maintaince man looked at me as if I flushed it down the tiolet...I did the only thing I could think of in this situation. I said 'your mistaken...big boys don't have pacifiers...I am sure one of the toddlers wandered in and with their obsession with flushing the tiolet, flushed it. With that I rushed my kids outside. Jeez... my kids are lucky they have a "superhero" as a teacher to protect them.....hehehe especially from grouchy old maintaince men. I heard that maintaince is coming tomorrow to fix a light... looks like extended recess tomorrow.

More changes...of the good kind