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Then and Now

July 7, 2007

One year ago…





Woke up Happy

May 18, 2007

Today, I woke up happy. For the first time in about 4 months, I woke up happy! My allergies are there like they are every single morning, but this morning I could open my eyes (they weren’t swelled shut), I could breathe (without gasping), I could blow my nose (without bleeding) and I could walk around (without a headache).

It still took me ’till 4am to fall asleep, but once I was out, I guess I got a good nite’s rest! I had some really wacky dreams. In one of them, I was just meeting my husband. I was single and at this crayola store, making pictures with a whole bunch of other single people. Then, all the sudden this big group of really hunky men came in (waaay good lookin… i mean, my hubby was one of them!) and they all had really dark, really curly hair. (He does look kinda weird with really dark hair… I like his natural blonde/brown better.. but it was just a dream.) These men were going around to all the tables taking every crayon except the one that the people were using. If you wanted another color, you had to raise your hand and ask for it.

I remember explicitly that I wanted red and purple… both at the same time. So, I raised my hand – and my hubby (Though I didn’t know him as my hubby in the dream, because in the dream he was just a hunky single guy in charge of crayons) came over and I asked him for the purple and the red in my most flirtiest way that I possibly could! He hesitated, and asked me allll the must-know questions “what’s your sign?” “Do you have a job?” “What do you do for a living” (and I remember lying to him saying that I taught 3rd grade even though I knew that irl, i was “just” a preschool teacher)… and then he asked “Do you mind military guys?” I said no and asked what branch of the military? And he said Nazi!

I told you it was a weird dream.

I remember feeling a sense of panic and wonder … I was head over heels in love with this guy and didn’t agree with his life. But, the dream led me through this weird series of events where things were blown up military style and we had to run through smoke and pass all these tests and stuff before we could live happily ever after.

As creepy as it is, it wasn’t a nightmare… just a very weird dream!!

I also had another detailed dream about wanting to get my hair cut. For some reason, my mom had to drop me off at the haircut place and we agreed that she’d come back later to picke me up when I was done. But, I went in and sat in the salon chair and there was half-eaten food all over the counter. It was clear that the people who were there before me didn’t clean up …. and soon a busser type person came over to clear the food but then I just sat and sat and sat and the haircut lady never came by to ask me how I wanted my hair. So, I soon gave up on her and left the place – deciding to meander around the shops on the street while I waited for it to be time for my mom to pick me up. When I figured it was about that time, I went back to the haircut place and my mom was in there, sitting in the same salon chair – getting a super fabulous gorgeous to-die-for haircut. I was so mad and jealous and I asked her how she got the lady to pay attention to her.. and she came back with something like, “See, honey? It really is important to be patient sometimes!”


Anyway, I’m glad I got some sleep. I have to say, I’ve been in a pretty good mood and it’s not even noon yet! So now, you get to see some cute pictures. 🙂 Enjoy!


Work Blahs

March 8, 2007

I work in a preschool.  It’s okay… I chose this profession right outta college. There wasn’t much else I could do with my four year degree in English.  I love kids – always have.  Four and Five year olds are my specialty, but I have a really hard time staying away from happy babies as well.   The preschool job went from 40 hours per week to 30 hours per week when I got hired on at church as the Children’s Minister.  I’d have loved to quit the daycare all together, but it pays some bills.  The church only pays me part-time.

Anyway, church work is getting busier and a bit harder as we progress.  The church is growing and the children’s ministry will stop growing if we don’t begin to focus on it more. So, I’ve definitely declared the church as my top priority over the daycare work.  Thing is, like I said, the daycare pays some bills.

When I got pregnant (thus, constantly exhausted as well), I decided to bring my hours down to 25.  I gave up my own classroom to be a “floater” – someone who bounces around the building offering potty breaks and errand running.  This way, I won’t have to do lesson planning or discipline (much) and all that other jazz.

Giving up my classroom was a hard decision.  Graduation is just around the corner, and my 8 students are going off to Kindergarten in the fall.  But, my mommy skills were lacking and my church work was suffering… so I really saw it as no other choice.

Well, I was stoked to learn that my new schedule would be 10am to 3pm.  What a deal… sleep in and then come home before regular business hours end.   I counted down the days to my new schedule.  My  new schedule started on Monday and I haven’t worked a single 10-3 shift yet.

My boss assures me that after next week, it will be strictly 10-3pm… but that this week is funky due to some other staffing issues.  Do I believe her?  Half.  I want to believe her really badly … but experience has shown that if I don’t stay on top of her case about it all the time, I’ll be taken advantage of and considered “Flexible” in scheduling.  Don’t worry – I’m all over it. She understands with all certainty that I will NOT be in to work before 10am starting Monday.   I am very demanding, and she has learned that about me. Thing is, she’s a pretty cool boss, and has given in to my every demand thus far.

Here’s the tricky part … I accepted a position from her back in January that was a pretty nice deal.  I would start my new position in August, when school starts – and I’d be teaching from 8 to 3 as a salaried teacher. I’d have all teacher holidays off and I’d still get benefits.  I couldn’t pass this up.  Anybody else would jump on the deal, too.

But then, I got knocked up.  And I told her …without telling her… that the deal’s off.  When baby #2 comes around, I wanna stay home (that’s the agreement that hubs and I made a long time ago)…   I even mentioned to my boss the cost of childcare, and that having two in care while I work for my (generous, but not generous enough) little salary would hardly pay the bills, and she laughed it off.

I thought I was understood.  I thought it was clear as day that I would not be working there for free – as my whole paycheck would go to childcare for my two kids.  Apparently, she didn’t understand.  Even today, she’s still going around introducing me as the new classroom teacher starting this fall.  She’s crazy.

I love her to pieces. But, I love my church more and my family moreest.  So – there’s the drama at work that I’m working to sort out one comment at a time each day.

It’s not thursday

February 8, 2007

But I started a Thursday Thirteen a week ago and never finished it.  I wasn’t motivated.  I finally got back to it today and finished the other 11 thoughts without much effort.  Heh.

Thursday Thirteen

February 8, 2007

Dear world,

I’m crabby, tired, and learning how to put up with little-to-no bullshit. I learned to stand up for myself just two and a half years ago… twenty six and a half years too late, but a helpfull bowl of knowledge nontheless. However, I can’t shake the constant self-doubt, I’m always my biggest critic – and I can be pretty mean sometimes. I have good friends, great faith, and a fabulous – couldn’t-be-more-perfect husband. But, I still get moody, cranky, bored and tired – and I’m entitled to my bad moods just as much as the next person. Herewithin you will find my Thursday 13 from the bitch dark not-as-chipper side…


Show Off

December 17, 2006


Things to do

December 16, 2006

There are a hundred other things I should be doing than trying to update my blog.  Such things include:

  • Finishing Christmas shopping
  • Doing Christmas cards (why is this such a big chore?)
  • Unpacking the car from last Sunday (whoa, it’s almost Sunday again, already)
  • Packing the car for this Sunday
  •  Sweeping, mopping, and vaccuuming the floors
  • Cleaning basement – preparing it for construction
  • Cleaning out garage – preparing it for walking room (A path from the house door to the outside door would be nice)
  • exercising (I think the holiday pounds are already accumulating)
  • laundry (You’d never believe the mountain of laundry that needs to be folded and then put away.. I could show a picture but that would be embarrassing)
  • etc
  • etc
  • etc

Back to work!  Pictures coming soon – as I procrastinate, I’m enjoying going through some of the ol’ digital photos. I’ll post some soon’ish.

On my mind

December 6, 2006

I have four things on my mind:
1) KS does vehicle registration WAY different than Colorado.  We have to renew ours every December because our last name begins with “T” ..weird.  Anyway, I received the stickers for two of three of our vehicles, and not for the third vehicle.  I called and called and came to the conclusion that it was stolen.  BLAH.  Now, I have to get a police report to get new sticker for my plates.  What a pain.

2) Julia fell asleep on the floor upstairs while I was downstairs cleaning the office. It was adorable and heartbreaking at the same time.  Was I really gone long enough that she felt she needed to curl up and fall asleep? I was only gone for about 7 minutes. I hated seeing her all curled up trying to stay warm – asleep on the FLOOR in front of her toys.  But, I loved picking her up and having her cuddle me on the way to her bed. Aww…

3) I’m playing hookey today.  I’m so ready to win the lottery or something so I can quit my daycare job and be a stay at home wife and mommy.   I’m all about traditional husband/wife roles – I want to put dinner on the table for hub every night (maybe if I had to do that, I’d be a better cook?)  Oh well.

4) I HAVE to plug air1Air1 is so great.  I love Air1.  I listen to Air1 all the time.  No, I’m not getting paid for this advertisement.  I just really really like Air1.   It’s alternative Christian rock.  Its awesome. Thank you, Air1.

WTF? Ice from the sky?

December 1, 2006

Ok, seriously! Ice storms? Never in my life have I seen an ice storm. I’m from Colorado. It rains in the spring, snows in the winter. Like, real snow. Big flakes, Snow balls, snow men, snow up to your knees.

Ice falling from the sky? Doors on cars FROZEN SHUT? That’s just mean!

A fabulous weekend

November 2, 2006

I guess it’s about time that I tell you all about our weekend trip to St. Louis! We left on Friday afternoon – about 2ish and arrived in St. Louis around 6pm, just an hour before the big game started. (Sidenote: Rich definitely knew his way there, as he was dispatched out to work in St. Louis the Weds before … so he had just driven out there on Weds, came back home on Thursday, and then we drove out together on Friday … it’s not a bad stretch of highway, but not exactly a fun four hour trip, either!) We were sans Julia and had every intention of living it up for the weekend as this was our vacation away from home.

We checked into our hotel. (Whoo-lah-lah) … the same hotel chain that we stayed in for our 5 year anniversary … only this time it was guaranteed to be much better since we were not sicker than dogs this time ’round. It was like an anniversary re-do – and without the kiddo this time! After we checked in, we went walkin around town to find some good grubs.

We found this nice little brewery called the Morgan Street Brewery.


The food was fabulous and the atmosphere was amazing as Cardinals fans started piling in to watch the game. We took off right after the National Anthem, thinking we’d walk the streets a little more and find some other fun places to go. We snickered at the waiter who commented, “Leaving? Right when the game is starting? That’s just not right!” …little did we know..We walked around a bit and didn’t find much else to do so we headed back to the hotel and made our way to the lobby with a bottle of wine. After a few minutes, we started talking about how great the little bar was and how fun it probably is there – with all those Cardinal’s fans. … So, we went back. We stayed for the whole game and it was a blast!

We made our way back to the hotel and passed out… happy to sleep without a baby (sorry, Julia) and excited about the prospects of sleeping in with no place to go in a hurry the next morning.

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Rich was so great when planning this trip – he had tickets to go to the top of the St. Louis arch at 10:30 on Saturday morning. That gave us enough time to lollygag around in the morning and eat our “free” (included in the price) hotel breakfast, with cook-to-order omelets, pancakes, sausage, bacon, you get the idea. We walked to the arch – and the walk itself was worth the trip to St. Louis.img_3054.JPGarch.jpg

If you haven’t been to the top of the arch, you might be surprised (like I was!) to find out that you travel to the top in little 5-person capsules that are attached to each other like a train. It’s kind of a spooky ride, but well worth the trip. The little doors to the tiny capsules are intimidating – and we’re very thankful that both times (the way up and the way down) we only had four people… because, although there are five seats in a capsule, there’s hardly enough room for four and a half people. We had another person in the capsule with us take a picture of us while we were sitting in it – but you can’t tell how squished we are in the picture.


We took many pictures while at the top of the arch. I didn’t want to come back down. It was stunning. It was gorgeous. I want to go back at night, sometime. I recommend that everybody get a chance to go to the top of the arch in St. Louis – It’s incredible architecture and a really enjoyable experience. Did I mention that I loved the top of the arch? Cuz I did!

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After the arch experience, we started walking towards the City Museum – a place we were told to go to by some good people from church. On the way there, we found Kitchen K – a great little place to stop and have lunch. The service was a little slow but the Cardinal-Enthusiasm of the server we had was fun to poke fun at. Plus, they gave us really great directions to the City Museum.

Now – the City Museum was another absolutely fabulous experience. Take a moment to poke around the website and have a peek. Not right now – do it later … you’re reading MY blog – pay attention here. 🙂 Now, the City Museum might be part of the reason it’s taken me this long to blog about our weekend. There are so many things to say about it and so much to type and try to describe that it’s overwhelming. I could never do the place justice by typing an post on this blog. WE HAD SO MUCH FUN THERE.


It’s a really great place where grown-ups can be kids. I faced a fear of heights there that I didn’t even know I had. The outdoor playground was – seriously at a loss for words here other than SO VERY COOL! Rich was so patient and sweet – encouraging me up and through and around and under these huge metal structures that ultimately lead to something so very awesome like an old airplane or fire engine or a huge scary-even-for-adults slides. And on the inside of this building were these caves where you can roam around for hours and explore and find slides and places to crawl or climb. It was so bleeping COOL!

OK so after I just about dropped dead of exhaustion at the City Museum, we headed over to Busch Stadium so that we can say we were there and to check out the souvenirs. It was so uber crowded with people wearing red… but a great experience nonetheless. So, then we went to this silly little wax museum that is hardly worth a mention here (if you want pictures of a wax Snow White that’s missing fingers and covered in dust, e-mail me and I’ll send em to ya … yeah, it was that bad – but comical!)

After that, we headed back to the hotel to enjoy free drinks (um, HELLO! nobody ever told me that Amoretto and Sprite was so very delicious! and that Margaritas are so very toxic)! It was totally fun. Then, we did something very naughty … we took a dip in the hotel hot tub (get your mind out of the gutter! alcohol plus hot tub = naughty … not what you’re thinking!) We went back to the room and passed out to a very heavy slumber and awoke the next morning to another scrumptious breakfast.

Sunday we checked out of the hotel after our free scrumptious breakfast (oh yeah, I already said that – just rubbing it in there) and decided to head out to Union Station for ..what we thought was going to be.. some more sight-seeing. Turns out that Union Station is just a big mall. We were kind of disappointed, but then we realized we needed to get gifts for the awesome peeps we left at home (namely, the babysitters – LOL) and that was definitely a great place to do that.

We then ate at the Hard Rock Cafe – where we had mediocre food and crappy service. But, hey – we got another souvenir for SIL there, so it wasn’t all bad… and we can say we ate there. 🙂 After lunch, we decided to head home. Good thing, too, because that’s when we learned of the big Cardinals Parade that was going to start in about an hour from then. Yeah – had we waited any longer, I don’t think we ever would have got back on the highway before Monday due to traffic.

So – that was our fabulous, wonderful weekend. We got home right when we predicted we would and I was so uber excited to see Julia. Know what she did when we got to grandma’s house to pick her up? She took one luck at us, then headed back down the stairs for more Elmo. She didn’t give a crap that we were there! LOL – I had to chase her down for a hug.

I’m sad that the trip had to end – but it’s one of those things that you know can never last … it was just THAT good. (And, yes, we missed Julia.)

Sidenote: So get this … Rich had to drive to St. Louis on Weds for work. He drove home from St. Louis on Thursday. He drove back out to St. Louis with me on Friday and he drove home from St. Louis with me on Sunday. On Monday, he got dispatched back OUT to St. Louis AGAIN! The poor guy. He had to stay overnight and was halfway home on Tuesday when they called him and told him to go back a.g.a.i.n. Well, he got home at around 9pm… and I refuse to let them take him again.

Thanks for reading my long story about my fabulous weekend!