tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34632979744160369542024-03-12T23:11:42.096-07:00The Songbird's NestSongbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-67591137633481577442011-10-01T18:35:00.000-07:002011-10-01T18:45:25.266-07:00One or Two?So after having my wonderful ultrasound on Thursday (after a spotting issue I had over the weekend which I probably blew out of proportion) I found out that I'm pregnant with twins! The only questionable detail is that one is a healthy, heart-beating fetus measuring correctly for the gestation time and the other was a week behind. (7 weeks & 6 weeks respectively) I've been doing research after the report read a "possible" blighted ovum for the smaller baby~ the girl I strongly believe. I read that blighted ovums are EMPTY gestational sacs and mine or her's is not empty. She's in there, laying n the bottom like her neighbor brother, but much smaller and too young to see a yolk sac, fetal pole, or heartbeat. So now I have some hope that she was just a seperate conception (two ovulations perhaps) and all will be fine. I do, however, know that God's will is His will and if I have at least one healthy baby, I'm blessed beyond belief. I was a little upset that the tech didn't print me a picture of the little miss. All I have is a sneak peek of her sac in the corner of big boy's photo. :(<br /><br />Ergo, it's no wonder why I'm only 8 weeks and showing like I'm starting the second trimester! And why my clothes are much too snug!<br />Count your blessings! :-}Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-20202755194888746862011-09-28T13:24:00.000-07:002011-09-28T13:34:11.309-07:00Cravings...Okay so after packing a wonderful salad with chicken and a hard boiled egg (which I devoured yesterday for lunch) I realized that my efforts to eat 100% healthy-er, even 75%- is very hard to do. Especially whilst pregnant. I quickly traded my salad for the McDonald's dollar menu. I am 7 weeks, 4 days preggo and my craving and hunger are ever increasing. I woke up at 3 in the am due to stomach rumbling! Too tired to fix a snack, I slept through the hunger pains, but I don't think I can do that for much longer!<br /><br />One of the things I'm drawn to is salt. I just devoured about half a family size bag of Fiesta Salsa Sun Chips in 10 minutes.<br /><br />I also like dairy products, like cheese, yogurt, and milk. Yum, I could really take a grilled cheese and tomoto soup right about now! Oh and beef is another food I generally don't desire but have been craving to no end. Thankfully God blessed me with no morning sickness! Am I ever grateful?!<br /><br />Next to the cravings the fatigue has been kicking my butt. I teach art to grades Pk-8 and I can hardly make it through a half day. Then I try to go to bed and insomnia keeps my tossing and turning. Lord help me!<br /><br /><br />Needless to say, I'm soooo so excited to meet my little "blueberry". Tomorrow is the first ultrasound and I feel so grateful! I think it will be my first day to write in a diary to my little love.<br /><br />Have a love-filled day <3Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-25322620338377375472011-09-14T15:47:00.000-07:002011-09-14T16:09:19.802-07:00...five weeks and counting...counting the time for bed that is. Yesterday was the nurse appointment that confirmed my pregnancy tests weren't a waste if money! Now...I'm so tired I could sleep with my eyes wide open. Up until today (scratch that, yesterday) I was amazed that I didn't feel any more tired than usual. Regular me would get tired EVERY afternoon at 1:30 ish and laps into a post-lunch coma. Just in time to teach the ever active kindergarten class at the very <em>last</em> period of the day. I'd literally want to cry my way home. But today, it hit me like a snowball in the face. At about 11 am, I wanted to crawl back home and into bed. PLUS< my allergies are awful right now and my throat haas been raw since last night. Ears blocked. Nose stuffed. Eyes sore. Bags big and purple. Post nasal drip. Go ahead and check ALL the boxes. But alas, I made it through the day after a trip to Walgreens and a Neti Pot cleansing over my classroom sink... good thing we sanitize!<br /><br />It's not yet 7 and as soon as I finish these sweet potato tater tots with honey mustard (my craving of late) I'll be fast asleep.<br /><br /><br />*** Flash back! When I was in the 6th grade while riding home, some kids were throwing snowballs at our bus as we drove by. We turned the corner and thanks to physics and sheer fate, a snowball entered the window THREE seats ahead of me, made a sharp curve, and slammed me right in the face. Went all under my glasses and sat wedged between the lens and my eye. Yup. That's how the fatigue hit me today. Like a mean stranger throwing snowballs at my bus.Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-11589800080812876692011-09-11T04:16:00.000-07:002011-09-11T04:23:07.320-07:00This is THE DAY that the Lord has made...I will rejoice and be glad in it!<br /><br />I'm grateful for waking up another day and having mercy and grace all fresh and new. Like Jabez, I desire for the Lord to bless me on this day! And I'm bold and not ashamed to ask :) <br />Find Jabez in 1 Chronicles 4:10.<br /><br />Even on this solemn anniversary of 9/11, I worship God. My prayers are with those who lost loved ones and friends and for the children who never got precious time with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">their</span> family members... But God is a healer and a comforter. Even though healing may seem impossible, He can do impossible things.<br /><br />I love HIM and He loves you. Be blessed.Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-30647991689196985052011-09-10T07:25:00.000-07:002011-09-10T07:43:50.114-07:00It's True!My womanly intuition (and the ability to read my body signs) was true! I'll be 5 weeks pregnant tomorrow! And I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the thought of a son or daughter forming in me right now... right at this very second. It's such a miracle!!!<br /><br />I'm shocked because I know so many couples require multiple attempts at conceiving and I am conscious that we are very early along. Still my heart OVERFLOWS with joy and gratitude and humility! God you are just so good...<br /><br />Now I'm trying to contain myself from going out and buying a crib and changing table!!! Early next week I'm seeing the nurse to get the "official" positive, even though I've checked 4 times just to wake up from this dream! The most challenging part will be limiting myself when it comes to exercising and not overdoing it. When I work out I like to push to my max! But now I have to think of the little jelly bean inside! ( I think it's really a sesame seed at the moment.)<br /><br />Off I go to sing and smile some more. Make your day beautiful!Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-69541251749896467042011-08-27T13:33:00.000-07:002011-08-27T14:12:01.123-07:00Hurrican Irene and other thoughts...In and out of storms
<br />Readiness is mandatory
<br />Even when you feel it's
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<br />Everyone has to guard their life.
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<br />*Where do insects go when a storm is coming and why don't they all blow away?
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<br />*Why is Rite Aid open tonight until 8 and all day tomorrow if there is a tropical storm and they've run out of batteries already? Is cereal and greeting cards really worth risking the employee's lives?
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<br />*Were the tornados that came in June just preparing us for this natural phenomenon?
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<br />God is good all the time!
<br />Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-24032900080146623912011-08-25T16:09:00.000-07:002011-08-25T16:25:06.813-07:00Symptoms or something else??Okay, I truly have noticed as of late how much I talk about the happenings of my body to those around me.... {Makes me wonder how people view me.} Between fracturing my knee in May and the other myriad of issues I tend to notice I've had much to discuss. But nothing tops the discussion cake like what I have going on now.
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<br />Pregnancy symptoms.... waaaaaaaaay to early.
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<br />Okay okay- I know they differ in everyone. But why have I had: Cramps, fatigue, insomnia, BAD lower back pain, stomach aches and tightness, dizziness, spacey brain, abundant gas, extreme hunger, rollercoaster emotions (I cried when I found out my husband got the job I knew he was bound to get! And again when he said he needed cheese for his spaghetti! WHAT???!!) and it's WAY to early to be PMS? There are more symptoms but I feel they are too invasive to share with the WWW. Specifically, some of them started as early as 3-4 days after ovulation. I feel half crazy and I really don't want to trick myself into felling something that's not for real. UGH!
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<br />Regardless, it was enough to postpone my much anticipated corrective knee surgery due to the risk it could pose to the "baby", or possible bundle of cells developing at a fast rate in my uterus. I do my research, people. Oh yeah, and P.S. I might not even be preggers! It could be all in my imagination or something like meningitis! I told my mother today "If I'm not PG, I'm either losing my mind or my body is shutting down."
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<br />Since it's too early for me to test @ home and I loathe co-pays we will just have to wait and see. Maybe the Songbird's Nest will soon be the Songbirds' Nest! (I already intend on birthing little minature singers/musicians!)
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<br />Ciao for now... and thanks for reading. Pray for the likes of me.
<br />Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-54737773038848988412011-03-21T19:29:00.000-07:002011-03-21T19:34:23.537-07:00Holy Moly...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0bpz255kQtwPO42HIt-h5eF1oVk6zgwAbFtxfDjKl5uAkLEOA29Ywv-vTbCpaqs3YAk1zL1cF8moATmMQvj2Cnio54ZSM6P3-8LdovWL9i7q2Pwv0mqkBNkcR-YF74XdY2CGRrq_jfs/s1600/080724.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586726970246380882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0bpz255kQtwPO42HIt-h5eF1oVk6zgwAbFtxfDjKl5uAkLEOA29Ywv-vTbCpaqs3YAk1zL1cF8moATmMQvj2Cnio54ZSM6P3-8LdovWL9i7q2Pwv0mqkBNkcR-YF74XdY2CGRrq_jfs/s320/080724.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHia6n9wJ-DXofim78Asql7OxfqjIR_bt_iZo4_EkuUys279Iv6sZUriZNBVmigGcBApZnyxhg4RdfEh6GT-u5Fa7CfTIBzLeOKh1q4Ecimj4xbXaLT-fEhn5XJ-XmWfKs7hL7PetL5aA/s1600/080708.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586726970822120578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHia6n9wJ-DXofim78Asql7OxfqjIR_bt_iZo4_EkuUys279Iv6sZUriZNBVmigGcBApZnyxhg4RdfEh6GT-u5Fa7CfTIBzLeOKh1q4Ecimj4xbXaLT-fEhn5XJ-XmWfKs7hL7PetL5aA/s320/080708.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>I can't believe my last post was in October of LAST YEAR! Wow. Well certainly a lot has happened since then. I've married. I've moved into a new home. I've begun a new job (or 3, technically. We work a lot!)</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Well, consider this a rekindling of an old flame- talking through my keys. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Here's to more posts to come! Ones about life, marriage, fitness, health... WHATEVER!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Smell you soon,</div><br /><br /><div>Songbird</div></div>Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-58090767168270059272009-10-19T20:30:00.000-07:002009-10-19T20:39:33.525-07:00He's a Legend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgwR_RHCIQ6aKGDKRXB9oDDKOLOVD88JKpfWQ_cXOaMJv9EiDvq-GLn_RLRzssOo7yxHNtdNagL16QabMSKAouiFuX6z5vdgHT7o4pQmAhC6K2Tuh6OMzmqUPx8PqDLyL1wh8sh3OA038/s1600-h/BMdress.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394521598901426706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgwR_RHCIQ6aKGDKRXB9oDDKOLOVD88JKpfWQ_cXOaMJv9EiDvq-GLn_RLRzssOo7yxHNtdNagL16QabMSKAouiFuX6z5vdgHT7o4pQmAhC6K2Tuh6OMzmqUPx8PqDLyL1wh8sh3OA038/s320/BMdress.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-CwrjJ5nISlSXBN4HYbRzrl0oUBsCpfbmgjpjHAytxSKi8CNoqqZGUmYZw6aOJIZCg5wLvPU-iZP8y7kTvtAwirgiA61qZtKnizI3hU-3DBgHTwVwNYkGX5lYUeGKERW3ZjC_V-dKhc/s1600-h/Tux-CK-Legend-Lg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520398374402210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-CwrjJ5nISlSXBN4HYbRzrl0oUBsCpfbmgjpjHAytxSKi8CNoqqZGUmYZw6aOJIZCg5wLvPU-iZP8y7kTvtAwirgiA61qZtKnizI3hU-3DBgHTwVwNYkGX5lYUeGKERW3ZjC_V-dKhc/s320/Tux-CK-Legend-Lg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>And he'll be wearing it too. That is, Legend, by Calvin Klein. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>So that's one thing down! It makes me happy to continue checking things off our lists!</div><br /><div>Groom will wear a purple tie and maybe a purple vest, and the men will wear the same ensemble you see here.</div><br /><div>I will have purple shoes and bouquet and my girls are wearing pewter toned dresses.</div></div><br /><p>I looooooove this tux and although I thought the guys were going to buy suits to make more money sense, my guy really loves this one. Ultimately, it's up to him! They can buy it for a whole lotta money, but I'm not worrying about it. I took care of my girls so my hands are clean!</p><br /><p>*Sigh* He is going to look so handsome... off I go to daydream!</p><br /><p></p>Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-6663249052301987722009-10-13T20:14:00.000-07:002009-10-13T20:37:26.279-07:00Chicken Soup for the SoulI had my first soup-making-from-scratch experience today and it made me feel very domesticated! As the pages of our calendar get increasingly close to "May," I'm starting to worry about my wifely skills. Yes, I know my fiance almost as well as myself, and yes, I know what he likes, dislikes, wants to eat, how much he likes to eat, that he is very clean and particular about his environment, how he likes to do his laundry, what his favorite brands of soap/shampoo/ lotion are, brands of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">underwears</span>, and other miscellaneous yet important tidbits (and might I say, that's not bad for not living together AT ALL!!!)<br /><br />But one lonely little skill that I am self <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">conscious</span> about is...... cooking.<br /><br />I'm not a bad cook! I don't burn much, I mean. My more frequent problem is things being under-seasoned. But lately, I've been hitting the nail on the head! My MIL taught me how to fry chicken and make cornbread, and I have many dishes up my sleeve from my own parents, whom are both great cooks. But one of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">love's</span> faves is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">biscuits</span> made from scratch and I've been practicing for years! But my latest batch was, dare I say, <em>perfect</em>. I don't give myself all the credit, though, because his mom added some advice, but I'll take about 70%! I know I did right when his two youngest brothers eat my food, because they <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">usually</span> don't if it's not perfect, just to get on my nerves..... But that won't be so bad since we're moving in next door. Do I really want them coming over to eat all the time???<br /><br />Anyways, I did it again with some apple crisp! And the latest- homemade chicken noodle soup! Here's how I made this fall (and cold/allergy/flu season) delight:<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Ingredients</span>:<br />Two stalks of celery chopped<br />10 baby carrots cut like coins<br />3 tablespoons of olive oil<br />1 medium <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">vidalia</span> onion chopped<br />1 tablespoon chopped garlic (fresh or from the jar)<br />salt/ pepper to taste<br />2 teaspoons cayenne pepper (or more if you like) to kick the sickness right out of your body<br />1 meaty boneless and skinless chicken breast, cubed<br />Noodles of some kind<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Saute</span> the chopped veggies and garlic in olive oil until soft, seasoned, and slightly brown. While <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">sauteing</span>, boil the noodles with salt to taste. After veggies are done and the onions are slightly brown, pour the veggies into the finished noodles. Do not drain the noodles! Leave a few onions in the pan and a a dash of olive oil for the chicken. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Saute</span> the chicken on medium with pepper, a pinch of garlic, and the cayenne pepper. Make sure the chicken doesn't get too tough. Pour the finished chicken into the soup and stir. Add salt and pepper to taste and leave covered on medium/low for as long as desired or until the celery is soft.<br /><br />I anticipate making this again and again for me and my babe, as well as any <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">kidlings</span> we will have in the future!Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-10343700068083334802009-10-12T09:05:00.001-07:002009-10-12T09:15:20.971-07:00Icky-Sticky-and Gooand I don't mean the candy store.... My favoritist season of the year brings so many lovely things: red-orange and golden leaves, warm sweaters, hot drinks, caramel and candy apples, anything warm and cinnamonny, my birthday, and as evident in the last 22 years of my life- a terrible sinus infection.<br /><br />I've gotten so tired of these infections that I've quit going to the doctor. I hate being on antibiotics twice a year, they're so bad for you! I know- you're probably saying "Twice a year? But fall only happens once a year, Songbird!" Well that's because I am known to also get a sinus infection in the spring.... which brings me to the wedding. Feeling as sick, sore, congested, tired and achy as I do right now makes me ever so wary of the spring. Usually I get the spring one around April, though, and our wedding is at the end of May. Unless there's some freak change in the weather, but I'm going to start saying my prayers now!!<br /><br />Right now this has put a hold on any kind of wedding progress. I wanted to finish my necklace and earrings this weekend and look for flowergirl dresses, but I'm planted to my bed. Thankfully, we have no school today so I didn't have to call out of work. I just wish this vacation day could have been more productive.Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-50129587250081938692009-10-10T06:35:00.000-07:002009-10-10T06:44:52.795-07:00Wax on, wax off!{This might be kinda gross to you}<br /><br />I have a thing about body hair- it really grosses me out! (It just so happens my fiance has very little, so that works out great!)<br /><br />As for me... well I'm not really really furry, but I'd much rather have nothing at all. I read in a magazine that Halle Berry waxes her ENTIRE body and face. If I had the tolerance, I think I would too.<br /><br />For now, I only wax my underarms- and I do it myself! Why only the underarms, you ask? Well, I hate how after I shave there, it looks like I have a 5 o'clock shadow because my hair is brown. And form far away, it looks like I didn't even shave at all! I've always wanted the smooth, beautiful underarms I see in pictures so I wax to pull the hair from the root so that there will not be a shadow!<br /><br />I started doing this when I thought about my upcoming wedding. My dress does not cover my unerarms and I know I'll be dancing like crazy, so the worst thing to me would be to have a great picture with an ugly armpit. That would completely ruin it for me. I started waxing over the summer, so I'm getting more used to it! By May I should be like one of those deodorant commercial girls!!!<br /><br />Happy waxing!Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-39896338158765819822009-10-09T20:02:00.000-07:002009-10-09T20:11:21.619-07:00EpiphanyToday something struck me. As I was cleaning the kitchen floor and reflecting on my career as a teacher of the arts; I reflected on my students, my new classroom, and my dream of being a singer. That's right. A singer- a <em>GOSPEL singer</em> to be exact. And I've been told that it's going to happen, but for now, I'm just trusting God. But I'm getting off topic....<br /><br />What I realized today is that I want the gifts that God gave me to outlast my lifespan. I don't want the gifts to expire when I do, I want them to keep giving. So as I teach, sing, and live, I will remember that the gifts God chose to gave me aren't just for the here and now, but they are to live into the future- through my students, my (future) children, and anyone who is touched by my songs.<br /><br />If I can change the life of one person for the better, than I am humbly honored.Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-64527069127907383152009-10-05T16:28:00.000-07:002009-10-05T16:42:57.642-07:00A subway kinda dayToday Jared the Subway spokesperson came to my school! He gave our kids insightful info about self-esteem in relation to a healthy weight and told many of his stories about his childhood. I know a lot of the kids didn't quite understand what he was talking about, but I think some of the older ones got his point. Live healthy- be happy.<br /><br />One thing he mentioned was how when he was overweight, there were plenty of people who talked about him and degraded him. Then, when he got famous, those same people tried to be his friends. I feel like that is the story of my life and as the future brings more successes, I know that those episodes will repeat themselves.... but I'm ever ready. ;-}Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-36763742397710687182009-09-30T17:11:00.000-07:002009-09-30T17:16:15.519-07:00A fresh startYesterday I spent all of the school day setting up my new classroom! That's right, a brand new classroom!! My school turned a storage closet into the art room for me, and now it's like starting all over again. I have to go over rules, where everything belongs, give out jobs, and actually get used to it myself! This is my first time having a real room all to myself so there is a lot of adjusting on my part. And it's difficult sometimes transitioning when there is a class in the gym and my kids have to walk in/out after they've already started....but I'm sure those kinks will iron out.<br /><br />I plan on going in extra early tomorrow to set up and get ready to meet my old college advisor and my theatre professor. The two of them are coming tomorrow (the college has a community service day) to do some painting for me in my room! :) Off to bed I go! I'll try to post pics later.Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-66855963969476700322009-09-28T19:35:00.000-07:002009-09-28T19:47:51.827-07:00Time to move on....Today was a strange day, to say the least.<br /><br />After a great service last night for our pastor, and even a great morning service at which my husband-to-be gave the message, today was a day of true tests.<br /><br />I awoke this morning in a very <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">drowzy</span> state and as I stumble fuzzily around my room, my mother poked her head in my room and said "Emily* died."<br />"What?"<br />Emily* was my half sister. She was about 5 years older than I and about 3 years older than my brother. And I had no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">realtionship</span> with her other than we shared the same father. I had seen her before and had once answered a phone call she made to threaten my mom, but I didn't have a bond with her. And that bothered me.<br /><br />Now that she is tragically gone at such a young age, I am mad at myself. I wanted to get to know her, even though there were rocky roads between our two families. I wanted her to know that my father is a good man, a great man. That if her mother had done differently, she could have been welcome in our family. I wanted to just have one conversation if that was all I could get. But that opportunity is gone and the door to those things has been closed. My deepest regret is not seizing the moment. So as I title this post "Time to move on...", I'm proclaiming that there will be no more waiting and wondering if <span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00">the</span> time is right. Too many times I wanted to reach out to her and too many times I backed down. I've learned through many lessons that we have to use the time we have while we still have it. The time has begun for me to make some moves, even if they are scary, difficult, or uncomfortable.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Carpe</span> DiemSongbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-87074972481627296582009-09-27T06:16:00.000-07:002009-09-27T06:23:06.246-07:00Sunday, Sunday, SundayToday's another big day! We have a service in the morning (which the men are in charge of, so we women can sit back and enjoy!) and our Pastor Appreciation service tonight! We've been working so had on this event and I'm really ready to see it come to fruition.<br /><br />At the end of the day, I'll be back on my laptop looking for wedding things. I have yet to find:<br />-Centerpieces<br />-Bouquets/bouts.<br />-Invites (We're going to do it easy style on this)<br />-Aisle decor<br /><br />And I have to decide on a favor and a few other touches. Now that we are at the end of September, I am looking forward to meeting my photographer, Gwendolyn Tundermann, in Nov! Her blog is <a href="http://www.gwendolyntundermann.com/blog/">http://www.gwendolyntundermann.com/blog/</a><br /><br />Enjoy the rest of your weekend!Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-14906858033557620602009-09-26T15:19:00.000-07:002009-09-26T15:22:08.677-07:00*Sigh*The test is done, the car wash is over, and my at home spa treatments are about to commence. And to think that just a few hours ago I was completely overwhelmed?!<br /><br />The service for our pastor tomorrow is going to be great. We have to meet in a little while tonight, but then all of our weeks of hard work will be put to rest. Thank the Lord.<br /><br />Off I go to do my own mani/pedi/facial- all while saving $100s!Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-66188515963628693002009-09-26T04:44:00.000-07:002009-09-26T04:55:40.768-07:00What a weekend.All of the following is stocked up in one weekend:<br />-I am taking an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">MTEL</span> exam today to add another certification to my resume<br />-My church is having a car wash and a fish/chicken fry that I unfortunately can't help with<br />-We are doing those things to raise funds for our pastoral appreciation service tomorrow and I have two projects to work on for that<br />-My dad's birthday is also tomorrow<br /><br />To be honest, in the midst of all this, I really have the need to bead. Jewelry that is. In addition to these things, I have the wedding ever present on my mind, the house we are getting prepared to buy, and my classroom at school, which is just now ready for me to move into on Monday. That's right, I won't be teaching, I'll be moving ALL day! Because Open House is Tuesday and at this moment, my classroom furniture and supplies are in a heap in the stage! But that's another blog....<br /><br />So can you see why I want to bead? I need something to put my mind at ease, I need to zone out for a few. And I doubt that I'm the only one.<br /><br />Oh yeah , and one more thing, my bedroom is a a reflection of the mess my mind is in. But off I go to take care of that problem. ;-)Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463297974416036954.post-83651322876475402232009-09-24T20:28:00.001-07:002009-09-24T20:31:41.295-07:00New to blogging...And liking it! This is my first official real-life, 100% unfooled around with blog. I've been a fan of board messages and such, but now I have my own little space to rest my thoughts! How fun!<br /><br />I guess I should first warn that for the next 8 months, much of my writing will be on wedding issues. I am a May 2010 bride in the making, and after almost 3 years of engagement, my mind is overflowing with thoughts of our magical day. So bear with me, if you dare. :)<br /><br />That's all I have for now, off to figure out what else my new blog-page can do. Maybe I can teach it how to fetch...Songbirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07596034875313263875noreply@blogger.com0