Name Four Bad Habits You Have:
1. Clenching/grinding my teeth
2. Saying "like" too much
3. Slouching
4. Refusing to put my napkin on my lap
Name Four (or five) Scents You Love:
1. John
2. My mom
3. Mia, the cat (I don't know why, but she just smells really good all the time)
4. Heavenly, my perfume by VS
5. Warm Vanilla Sugar by Bath & Body
Name Four TV Shows you like
1. Extreme Makeover Home Edition
2. Mythbusters
3. Nickelodeon Cartoons
4. West Wing
Name Four Movies you like
1. Good Will Hunting
2. Sleeping Beauty
3. Pirates of the Caribbean
4. You've Got Mail
Name Four People That Know You the Best:
1. John
2. Susan
3. My Mom
4. I don't have any friends anymore
Name Four Things That You Have Done Today:
1. Wrote an email to our union leader
2. Read NEA magazine
3. Read some things about "Lordship"
4. Enjoyed my new hair do
Name Four Drinks You Regularly Drink:
1. Water
2. Diet Dr. Pepper
3. Diet Coke
4. Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha
First Grade Teacher's Name? Mrs. Conway
Last Words You Said: I love you too.
Last Song You Sang?: "Feels Like Today" by Rascal Flatts
Last Person You Hugged?: John
Last Thing You Laughed At? Figs, the cat that was hugging and licking John's leg.
Last Time You Cried?: Yesterday when one of my students left for Alabama, never to be seen again.
What's In Your CD Player?: Third Day
What Color Socks Are You Wearing?: white
What's Under Your Bed?: My bed is a mattress that sits on the floor.
What Time Did You Wake Up Today?: 8:30
At the moment taste?: lastnight's leftovers from the Cheesecake Factory (were the Sauvignon Blanc from New Zealand goes very well with the Crusted Chicken Romano)
at the moment Hair?: SUPER straight, light brown, red, dark brown, blond, to my shoulders almost...
at the moment Clothes?: my pajamas...a pink shirt, yellow shorts, and a sweatshirt
Current Longing?: to eat at the Cheesecake Factory again...like now.
Current Worry?: my head
Current Favorite Physical Feature Of The Opposite Sex?: someone who is exactly 6 foot and one-half inch tall, who is wearing a blue collared shirt today and khakis with brown doc martens and has a little bit of gray hair that he is really self-conscious about
Last CD You Bought?: I don't buy CD's...but John got me Rascal Flatts a few weeks ago because it has our song on it.
How Many Kids Do You Want? 3, I think
Saturday, February 26, 2005
I know who the anti-christ is!
And his name is Martin Gross.
And the Naples Daily News supports him. Welcome to Collier County, where they tell you the schools have the highest expectations, are held to INSANE standards, blah blah blah...and the most popular newspaper HATES teachers and anything to do with education. So, they support public speakers like Martin Gross. Excerpts from the Naples Daily News read...
"Our schoolteachers are the least educated people in the nation," said Gross.
He will not only critique the education system, Gross will explain some of his ideas for improving it. He would start, for example, by closing all undergraduate schools of education. But what really needs to be changed, he contends, is the education establishment — the teachers' unions, district administrators, along with colleges of education.
In the free lecture, the author of 12 books will speak about his latest one, "The Conspiracy of Ignorance: The Failure of American Public Schools."
"It's an indictment of the present American education system that has failed miserably," said Gross, who's been an adjunct associate professor of social science at New York University and lives in Connecticut.
Education is one of the biggest items on our tax bill," said Pat McCourt, a member of Taxpayer Action Groups of Lee County, a lecture sponsor. "There's a universal thought in this country that education isn't what it should be ... and (Gross) has some answers."
American students don't compete with other countries, Gross contends, because public schoolteachers are among the least intelligent. He said most teachers and administrators come from the bottom third of their class and are outscored on the Scholastic Aptitude Test (SAT) by their own college-bound students.
This translates into American students scoring among the lowest when compared to other countries, such as the Third International Mathematics and Science Study (TIMSS) and the National Assessment of Educational Progress (NAEP).
"Anyone that graduates from high school can be admitted to an undergraduate department of education," Gross said. "Teacher education is particularly low."
He thinks public schools should follow private schools, not so concerned if teachers know how to teach, but that those educators have high credentials in their field.
Oh, I see. So I should have gotten my degrees in math, science, social studies, English, TESL, parenting, counseling, nursing, custodial work, psychology...?
And Gross notes most private schoolteachers get paid less than public educators. Public schoolteachers make an average of $46,000 a year in 2004, he noted, while the average American worker gets paid an average of $35,000 annually.
"K to 12 teachers come from the lowest common denominator of intelligence in the nation," Gross said.
I bet that pathology degree helps him understand what it's like to be a teacher...
I wonder if Martin Gross has ever babysat three six year olds at the same time. Multiply that by six and teach them all how to read, write sentences and paragraphs, tell time, count money, stand in line, wipe their butts, tie their shoes, eat healthy, wash their hands, etc. etc. etc. That's what I do 40 hours per week. I can only go to the bathroom two times per day from 7:40-2:30, for crying out LOUD! Arrrggghhhh!
It just makes me angry.
And the Naples Daily News supports him. Welcome to Collier County, where they tell you the schools have the highest expectations, are held to INSANE standards, blah blah blah...and the most popular newspaper HATES teachers and anything to do with education. So, they support public speakers like Martin Gross. Excerpts from the Naples Daily News read...
"Our schoolteachers are the least educated people in the nation," said Gross.
He will not only critique the education system, Gross will explain some of his ideas for improving it. He would start, for example, by closing all undergraduate schools of education. But what really needs to be changed, he contends, is the education establishment — the teachers' unions, district administrators, along with colleges of education.
In the free lecture, the author of 12 books will speak about his latest one, "The Conspiracy of Ignorance: The Failure of American Public Schools."
"It's an indictment of the present American education system that has failed miserably," said Gross, who's been an adjunct associate professor of social science at New York University and lives in Connecticut.
Education is one of the biggest items on our tax bill," said Pat McCourt, a member of Taxpayer Action Groups of Lee County, a lecture sponsor. "There's a universal thought in this country that education isn't what it should be ... and (Gross) has some answers."
American students don't compete with other countries, Gross contends, because public schoolteachers are among the least intelligent. He said most teachers and administrators come from the bottom third of their class and are outscored on the Scholastic Aptitude Test (SAT) by their own college-bound students.
This translates into American students scoring among the lowest when compared to other countries, such as the Third International Mathematics and Science Study (TIMSS) and the National Assessment of Educational Progress (NAEP).
"Anyone that graduates from high school can be admitted to an undergraduate department of education," Gross said. "Teacher education is particularly low."
He thinks public schools should follow private schools, not so concerned if teachers know how to teach, but that those educators have high credentials in their field.
Oh, I see. So I should have gotten my degrees in math, science, social studies, English, TESL, parenting, counseling, nursing, custodial work, psychology...?
And Gross notes most private schoolteachers get paid less than public educators. Public schoolteachers make an average of $46,000 a year in 2004, he noted, while the average American worker gets paid an average of $35,000 annually.
"K to 12 teachers come from the lowest common denominator of intelligence in the nation," Gross said.
I bet that pathology degree helps him understand what it's like to be a teacher...
I wonder if Martin Gross has ever babysat three six year olds at the same time. Multiply that by six and teach them all how to read, write sentences and paragraphs, tell time, count money, stand in line, wipe their butts, tie their shoes, eat healthy, wash their hands, etc. etc. etc. That's what I do 40 hours per week. I can only go to the bathroom two times per day from 7:40-2:30, for crying out LOUD! Arrrggghhhh!
It just makes me angry.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Teacher SUCCESS!
It's bragging time.
1. I can write on the white board "Please remember to bring you library books tomorrow" and the kids know what it says.
2. All my students can decide if they're going to write a descriptive paragraph, a personal recount, or personal narrative, and tell you the graphic organizer/plan that would go with it (web, timeline, and this weirdo chart we use).
3. My students can add pennies, nickels and dimes a lot better than the first graders I had in Ohio OR New Zealand.
4. All but one of my students is reading a G or higher (up to K, which is chapters). At the beginning of the year, they read B, C, and D.
5. All of my students can use story webs, character webs, summaries, etc. after reading a book.
6. Keep in mind that I have FOURTEEN esol students (English as a second language).
Favorite sentence of the day (in a student's writing):
"My valentine is my mom. I don't care if she is fat. She is the best mother. She always has a headache. When she has a headache, I bring her water. She is gorgeous. I love my mom!"
-Tony
1. I can write on the white board "Please remember to bring you library books tomorrow" and the kids know what it says.
2. All my students can decide if they're going to write a descriptive paragraph, a personal recount, or personal narrative, and tell you the graphic organizer/plan that would go with it (web, timeline, and this weirdo chart we use).
3. My students can add pennies, nickels and dimes a lot better than the first graders I had in Ohio OR New Zealand.
4. All but one of my students is reading a G or higher (up to K, which is chapters). At the beginning of the year, they read B, C, and D.
5. All of my students can use story webs, character webs, summaries, etc. after reading a book.
6. Keep in mind that I have FOURTEEN esol students (English as a second language).
Favorite sentence of the day (in a student's writing):
"My valentine is my mom. I don't care if she is fat. She is the best mother. She always has a headache. When she has a headache, I bring her water. She is gorgeous. I love my mom!"
-Tony
Table for Two, Please
Oh my goodness.
For some reason, it's just unacceptable in this house to simply walk up the stairs and knock on doors when calling for someone. So instead, people stand in the living room (not at the bottom of the stairs or anything like that) and begin yelling. And yelling. And yelling.
You would think, now that it has been proven (quite some time ago) that people and animals do LEARN behaviors from experience, that they would realize this yelling from the living room DOES NOT work. Especially when the 13 year old in the house is usually wearing headphones in her room. Especially when it's usually hear they are yelling for.
Now I have enough headache problems (not from hearing my students, mind you, but from hearing my own voice blabber on and on and on all day). I certainly do not need people yelling so loudly when they are right beside me. It's really aggravating.
You know, my family is so quiet, I'm just not used to this environment.
Hahahaha!
So, needless to say (I say "needless to say" rather often), John and go out to eat a lot more than we can probably afford. This is because...a.) that way, I don't have to help make or clean up dinner for 6 people, and b.) I don't have to listen to yelling.
John and I, you must admit, are pretty quiet people (except when I'm in laughing hysterics or John is listening to Dave Matthews). Hopefully, we'll keep our children safe from the corruption of our loud families, and we'll have quiet children as well. Children who, for the most part, are perfect.
Maybe Kendra was right when she said our kids would be snobs :)
Kari's will be strong-willed and give her a taste of her own medicine (and her mom will love it!).
Kendra's kids will be REALLY friendly and free-spirited...
As for Tim and Lindsay...who knows what will happen with that combination!
"But Moooo-om, choir practice is more important than a basketball game!"
For some reason, it's just unacceptable in this house to simply walk up the stairs and knock on doors when calling for someone. So instead, people stand in the living room (not at the bottom of the stairs or anything like that) and begin yelling. And yelling. And yelling.
You would think, now that it has been proven (quite some time ago) that people and animals do LEARN behaviors from experience, that they would realize this yelling from the living room DOES NOT work. Especially when the 13 year old in the house is usually wearing headphones in her room. Especially when it's usually hear they are yelling for.
Now I have enough headache problems (not from hearing my students, mind you, but from hearing my own voice blabber on and on and on all day). I certainly do not need people yelling so loudly when they are right beside me. It's really aggravating.
You know, my family is so quiet, I'm just not used to this environment.
Hahahaha!
So, needless to say (I say "needless to say" rather often), John and go out to eat a lot more than we can probably afford. This is because...a.) that way, I don't have to help make or clean up dinner for 6 people, and b.) I don't have to listen to yelling.
John and I, you must admit, are pretty quiet people (except when I'm in laughing hysterics or John is listening to Dave Matthews). Hopefully, we'll keep our children safe from the corruption of our loud families, and we'll have quiet children as well. Children who, for the most part, are perfect.
Maybe Kendra was right when she said our kids would be snobs :)
Kari's will be strong-willed and give her a taste of her own medicine (and her mom will love it!).
Kendra's kids will be REALLY friendly and free-spirited...
As for Tim and Lindsay...who knows what will happen with that combination!
"But Moooo-om, choir practice is more important than a basketball game!"
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Desperate Fiancees
I called in sick today because I was tired.
So what? Lack of sleep is a sickness, too. Wait, I don't have lack of sleep though. I'm just stinkin' exhausted! So I slept for twelve hours straight, no problem. I think it was long overdue. And I betcha I'll fall asleep just fine tonight.
I also called in sick today because my stomach hurt and I feel like I might be getting sick and there wasn't much that had to be done at school today anyway. I think my stomach hurt because I ate too much lastnight.
I haven't been eating much lately. Not hungry at all, just want soup. But we went to our favorite restaurant lastnight, Moe's, the cheap "southwest grill" place that has my favorite meal, "The Close Talker," which is the best salad I've ever eaten...right up with Applebee's Sante Fe Chicken Salad.
Who knew a salad could be so good?
So needless to say, I ate A LOT. I think my tummy was unprepared and I felt like vomit all night. That's reason two that I called off.
Maybe because I have no time to exercise my metabolism has plummeted and I just don't have much of an appetite.
Anyway, basically all I've done today is watch the past two episodes of Desperate Housewives, the show I never get to watch because of some other show that's on at the same time. I just love that show. It's so sinful, cruel and...funny. Hey, if I can't be that way, I might as well watch people that CAN, right?
So what? Lack of sleep is a sickness, too. Wait, I don't have lack of sleep though. I'm just stinkin' exhausted! So I slept for twelve hours straight, no problem. I think it was long overdue. And I betcha I'll fall asleep just fine tonight.
I also called in sick today because my stomach hurt and I feel like I might be getting sick and there wasn't much that had to be done at school today anyway. I think my stomach hurt because I ate too much lastnight.
I haven't been eating much lately. Not hungry at all, just want soup. But we went to our favorite restaurant lastnight, Moe's, the cheap "southwest grill" place that has my favorite meal, "The Close Talker," which is the best salad I've ever eaten...right up with Applebee's Sante Fe Chicken Salad.
Who knew a salad could be so good?
So needless to say, I ate A LOT. I think my tummy was unprepared and I felt like vomit all night. That's reason two that I called off.
Maybe because I have no time to exercise my metabolism has plummeted and I just don't have much of an appetite.
Anyway, basically all I've done today is watch the past two episodes of Desperate Housewives, the show I never get to watch because of some other show that's on at the same time. I just love that show. It's so sinful, cruel and...funny. Hey, if I can't be that way, I might as well watch people that CAN, right?
Saturday, February 12, 2005
Wedding
Wedding.
That word. Wedding.
When I was little, it was a word only meant for dreams. I would close my eyes and try to picture him but all I would get was a prince from a Disney movie or one of my kindergarten "boyfriends".
Back then, that word "wedding" meant lacy curtains over my face, a bouquet of roses, a big poofy dress and children singing "Here comes the bride, fair, fat and wide!" It meant special wedding vows and saying exactly the right thing. It meant the perfect ring, the perfect dress, the perfect flowers.
In high school, that word "wedding" meant freedom from the pressures of trying to impress, trying to live up to male standards, having the right things to say on each and every date... It meant freedom from wondering, "who, who, who?!" It meant no more break ups, a lot less heartbreak.
As I lay in bed this morning, staring at the word "wedding" on one of many of our packages from online wedding stores, I thought of what it means to me now.
What does "wedding" mean to me now? Does it mean lists of things we have yet to do? "Find a DJ and a photographer," I keep telling myself day in and day out. "How much?" I wonder to myself about almost everything. "Will our guests like this?" "Will our guests like that?"
"Don't get lost in the shuffle!" Any brides' magazine will tell you. "Remember what you're doing. Remember who you're marrying. Remember what you want. Remember what he wants. Remember, remember, remember."
It occurred to me then, after all that thinking, that I was no longer sure what the word "wedding" meant to me. What does it mean to me, really?
To some people it means that, after the wedding, the bride and groom won't like each other anymore. After a few years, they'll nearly despise each other and, if they're lucky, it will be a love/hate relationship with perhaps a little more love than hate.
I'm amazed. Will I ever not like John? Is that possible?
To some people it means that, after the wedding, the bride and groom won't look forward to seeing each other after a long day.
Which is strange to me because when I see John after 4 hours of being apart, I want nothing more than to be close to him. To hear everything about his day. To tell him everything about mine.
Well, anyway, the story goes on. So what does "wedding" mean to me now?
To me it means...
That on October 29th, I will walk down the aisle (in the sand), and after almost an entire day of not seeing John, I will have to wait more than 20 minutes to be in his arms. And honestly, if I am afraid of anything, I am afraid that I won't be able to wait for those words "you may kiss the bride."
So if you're at the ceremony, I'm just warning you, I may make a fool of myself.
:)
That word. Wedding.
When I was little, it was a word only meant for dreams. I would close my eyes and try to picture him but all I would get was a prince from a Disney movie or one of my kindergarten "boyfriends".
Back then, that word "wedding" meant lacy curtains over my face, a bouquet of roses, a big poofy dress and children singing "Here comes the bride, fair, fat and wide!" It meant special wedding vows and saying exactly the right thing. It meant the perfect ring, the perfect dress, the perfect flowers.
In high school, that word "wedding" meant freedom from the pressures of trying to impress, trying to live up to male standards, having the right things to say on each and every date... It meant freedom from wondering, "who, who, who?!" It meant no more break ups, a lot less heartbreak.
As I lay in bed this morning, staring at the word "wedding" on one of many of our packages from online wedding stores, I thought of what it means to me now.
What does "wedding" mean to me now? Does it mean lists of things we have yet to do? "Find a DJ and a photographer," I keep telling myself day in and day out. "How much?" I wonder to myself about almost everything. "Will our guests like this?" "Will our guests like that?"
"Don't get lost in the shuffle!" Any brides' magazine will tell you. "Remember what you're doing. Remember who you're marrying. Remember what you want. Remember what he wants. Remember, remember, remember."
It occurred to me then, after all that thinking, that I was no longer sure what the word "wedding" meant to me. What does it mean to me, really?
To some people it means that, after the wedding, the bride and groom won't like each other anymore. After a few years, they'll nearly despise each other and, if they're lucky, it will be a love/hate relationship with perhaps a little more love than hate.
I'm amazed. Will I ever not like John? Is that possible?
To some people it means that, after the wedding, the bride and groom won't look forward to seeing each other after a long day.
Which is strange to me because when I see John after 4 hours of being apart, I want nothing more than to be close to him. To hear everything about his day. To tell him everything about mine.
Well, anyway, the story goes on. So what does "wedding" mean to me now?
To me it means...
That on October 29th, I will walk down the aisle (in the sand), and after almost an entire day of not seeing John, I will have to wait more than 20 minutes to be in his arms. And honestly, if I am afraid of anything, I am afraid that I won't be able to wait for those words "you may kiss the bride."
So if you're at the ceremony, I'm just warning you, I may make a fool of myself.
:)
Friday, February 11, 2005
I am a first grade teacher...
...and therefore VERY dependent upon extrinsic motivation, thank you very much!
Why do guys always use CAPS lock? Then when I try to type it's ALL BIG AND OBNOXIOUS. Crazy.
Oh man. I have just experienced my first financial oopsie daisy. Don't worry, I'm not totally wiped out or anything. Well, I am, but there's an explanation. First of all, let me tell you, I DO keep track of everything. I do, but I don't necessarily pay attention to all of it. So at the end of January I had a large surplus, so I sort of went psycho and paid triple on my credit card, paid my student loans far in advance, and so on. Great idea, eh...? Hm. Not so much. Well, I sort of forgot about that and a couple weeks later bought plane tickets, wedding invitations, two cell phones, some new classroom stuff, an oil change...
So yes, I'm okay...don't send money or anything...I just got a little overzealous in being responsible and it backfired. Funny story I tell ya.
And there was a big sale at Banana Republic. Well, I can't be TOTALLY innocent, can I? You have to understand. BIG sale. BIG! And I'm serious, I don't have any clothes. Well, I do now. :)
Okay...so, Alison, um...I'd say wait for a reason to reward them. Or maybe do that your first week like my Aunt Cathy suggested with the Hershey Kiss things, but then you can use it against them..."Hey, remember when I made those treats for you? I'm NOT doing it anymore if you don't shut up right now!"
Maybe you could do the treats the first day and have links in the classroom like I do. This is a classroom reward system I use, so that when the kids are quiet, do great work, participate in class, receive compliments from other teachers, etc., they get a link or two or five and the other day they got 17 because I REALLY needed them to be quiet for like 10 minutes. The links hang from the top of my white board. When they have enough links that they reach the floor, they get a pizza party/beach party/etc. Surprisingly, older students enjoy this sort of thing even more than little kids do. It might just be a good way to get them to participate in class...although you might need one for each period you teach, which could be a pain. Anyway, you can say that first day, that they will get more treats like the one you just made if they get enough links (I make it nearly impossible to get to the floor...we've only had one party this year and we're not even close to having a second...because I'm poor and can't buy any more pizza!).
I wish my high school teachers would have done something like that.
Why do guys always use CAPS lock? Then when I try to type it's ALL BIG AND OBNOXIOUS. Crazy.
Oh man. I have just experienced my first financial oopsie daisy. Don't worry, I'm not totally wiped out or anything. Well, I am, but there's an explanation. First of all, let me tell you, I DO keep track of everything. I do, but I don't necessarily pay attention to all of it. So at the end of January I had a large surplus, so I sort of went psycho and paid triple on my credit card, paid my student loans far in advance, and so on. Great idea, eh...? Hm. Not so much. Well, I sort of forgot about that and a couple weeks later bought plane tickets, wedding invitations, two cell phones, some new classroom stuff, an oil change...
So yes, I'm okay...don't send money or anything...I just got a little overzealous in being responsible and it backfired. Funny story I tell ya.
And there was a big sale at Banana Republic. Well, I can't be TOTALLY innocent, can I? You have to understand. BIG sale. BIG! And I'm serious, I don't have any clothes. Well, I do now. :)
Okay...so, Alison, um...I'd say wait for a reason to reward them. Or maybe do that your first week like my Aunt Cathy suggested with the Hershey Kiss things, but then you can use it against them..."Hey, remember when I made those treats for you? I'm NOT doing it anymore if you don't shut up right now!"
Maybe you could do the treats the first day and have links in the classroom like I do. This is a classroom reward system I use, so that when the kids are quiet, do great work, participate in class, receive compliments from other teachers, etc., they get a link or two or five and the other day they got 17 because I REALLY needed them to be quiet for like 10 minutes. The links hang from the top of my white board. When they have enough links that they reach the floor, they get a pizza party/beach party/etc. Surprisingly, older students enjoy this sort of thing even more than little kids do. It might just be a good way to get them to participate in class...although you might need one for each period you teach, which could be a pain. Anyway, you can say that first day, that they will get more treats like the one you just made if they get enough links (I make it nearly impossible to get to the floor...we've only had one party this year and we're not even close to having a second...because I'm poor and can't buy any more pizza!).
I wish my high school teachers would have done something like that.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Sunday, February 06, 2005
The Muskie Reunion
That's right, there was a Muskingum Reunion right here in southwest Florida and I drug John all the way to Fort Myers so that I could see Ransom Clark Dr. Helen Obenchain-Clark and Dr. Kokovich and his wife...oh yes, and the beloved Anne C. Steele.
Now, in case you are not a Muskie Alum, I should let you know that these are really old off-the-wall people. Dr. Obenchain has been married something like three or four times and she married our Vice President of something or other my freshman year of college, about 4 months after she met him, which was also about 4 months after she moved to Ohio. So yes, my professor (my really strange, old professor) was dating this funny, short, raspy-voiced man who retired from the CIA to be a lowly Vice President of something or other at good ol' Muskingum College. He and Helen then built a massive house which she filled with Ethan Allen furniture and antiques AND made his cat stay downstairs in the basement (she hated his cat)...(he had a putting-to-bed ritual for his cat)...(the cat had its own bathroom).
Dr. Kokovich was my Intro. to Hell--I mean, Education professor. Well, what can I say? I learned from the best.
He swore Kari was on QVC and he said that if he were my principal, he would have known better than to have spanked me.
Professors should never say that word--"spank." It just sounds...ew.
He also hated his wife's cat and told us how he would kick it every time she turned her back.
Anyway, Annie Bannie Bo Dannie made a presentation of all the things happening at Muskingum, and it was really, really neat. Did you know they've raised 39 million dollars in the past four years? And that the new Caldwell Hall is absolutely paid for? And that they're building a new student center in the Hollow? Very cool, I think.
You should have seen the old people's faces light up when they heard all the neat things happening at Muskingum. I mean, these people were Muskie Class of 1939, 1946, 1950, etc. John and I were doted over quite a bit, to say the least. At the end, we were even complimented on our "demeanor." I guess one old guy was really impressed that we could sit still for an hour while Annie Bannie Bo Dannie gave her schpeel.
Oh, and I told Dr. Obenchain that Lindsay and Tim are getting married in June. She and Ransom were absolutely shocked! Ransom's words were, "Well, that's an interesting couple!"
Now, in case you are not a Muskie Alum, I should let you know that these are really old off-the-wall people. Dr. Obenchain has been married something like three or four times and she married our Vice President of something or other my freshman year of college, about 4 months after she met him, which was also about 4 months after she moved to Ohio. So yes, my professor (my really strange, old professor) was dating this funny, short, raspy-voiced man who retired from the CIA to be a lowly Vice President of something or other at good ol' Muskingum College. He and Helen then built a massive house which she filled with Ethan Allen furniture and antiques AND made his cat stay downstairs in the basement (she hated his cat)...(he had a putting-to-bed ritual for his cat)...(the cat had its own bathroom).
Dr. Kokovich was my Intro. to Hell--I mean, Education professor. Well, what can I say? I learned from the best.
He swore Kari was on QVC and he said that if he were my principal, he would have known better than to have spanked me.
Professors should never say that word--"spank." It just sounds...ew.
He also hated his wife's cat and told us how he would kick it every time she turned her back.
Anyway, Annie Bannie Bo Dannie made a presentation of all the things happening at Muskingum, and it was really, really neat. Did you know they've raised 39 million dollars in the past four years? And that the new Caldwell Hall is absolutely paid for? And that they're building a new student center in the Hollow? Very cool, I think.
You should have seen the old people's faces light up when they heard all the neat things happening at Muskingum. I mean, these people were Muskie Class of 1939, 1946, 1950, etc. John and I were doted over quite a bit, to say the least. At the end, we were even complimented on our "demeanor." I guess one old guy was really impressed that we could sit still for an hour while Annie Bannie Bo Dannie gave her schpeel.
Oh, and I told Dr. Obenchain that Lindsay and Tim are getting married in June. She and Ransom were absolutely shocked! Ransom's words were, "Well, that's an interesting couple!"
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
I just love Diet Dr. Pepper. It really does taste more like Dr. Pepper.
Well, you can't be a teacher without taking up drinking diet "soda."
I know I haven't been writing very often. I always think about neat things to write and then I forget. Then, when I sit down to write on here, all I can think of writing about is my job. I know you all get sick of that.
After that, I think maybe I could write about how much I LOVE John. But no, you all really don't want to read that!
I could make a list of all the things I need to do right on my blog. But no, you all really, really don't want to read that.
Hmm. I need to make a dessert for our school's potluck thingy next week. I would like to make my one of my two specialties: chocolate chip cookies or that Reese's/Oreo/cream cheese/pudding stuff. Both very, very good.
Sigh.
I'll think of something more interesting later! Promise!
Well, you can't be a teacher without taking up drinking diet "soda."
I know I haven't been writing very often. I always think about neat things to write and then I forget. Then, when I sit down to write on here, all I can think of writing about is my job. I know you all get sick of that.
After that, I think maybe I could write about how much I LOVE John. But no, you all really don't want to read that!
I could make a list of all the things I need to do right on my blog. But no, you all really, really don't want to read that.
Hmm. I need to make a dessert for our school's potluck thingy next week. I would like to make my one of my two specialties: chocolate chip cookies or that Reese's/Oreo/cream cheese/pudding stuff. Both very, very good.
Sigh.
I'll think of something more interesting later! Promise!
Friday, January 28, 2005
People Pleasers
I'm reading a book about people pleasers and how they destroy their own lives by trying to please others.
Hahaha. That's not really the main idea of the book, but really, that is the gist of it!
So far I have made some changes! Ya'll would be proud a me. :)
I've confronted others when I'm angry, upset, or disagree. Really! I even made the cafeteria ladies give my students a special treat because the kids sitting across from them at the lunch table got these yummy brownies and my students didn't get any! Isn't that wrong? I asked the ladies why and they said that it was the last batch (in one line, but the other line had none, and they were going through at the same time, so the kids didn't really understand that). And I said, "Well, the kids are pretty upset...and rightly so, because the kids right across from them have brownies that are huge with sprinkles on them and they look really really good. Do you have anything else that you could give to the students who didn't get a brownie? Or maybe you could cut some in half?"
Come on people.
I have also confronted my principal about two things in the past week. My principal! Way to go, me. And you know what? It does make things better, even if I do get a few enemies. :)
Hahaha. That's not really the main idea of the book, but really, that is the gist of it!
So far I have made some changes! Ya'll would be proud a me. :)
I've confronted others when I'm angry, upset, or disagree. Really! I even made the cafeteria ladies give my students a special treat because the kids sitting across from them at the lunch table got these yummy brownies and my students didn't get any! Isn't that wrong? I asked the ladies why and they said that it was the last batch (in one line, but the other line had none, and they were going through at the same time, so the kids didn't really understand that). And I said, "Well, the kids are pretty upset...and rightly so, because the kids right across from them have brownies that are huge with sprinkles on them and they look really really good. Do you have anything else that you could give to the students who didn't get a brownie? Or maybe you could cut some in half?"
Come on people.
I have also confronted my principal about two things in the past week. My principal! Way to go, me. And you know what? It does make things better, even if I do get a few enemies. :)
Saturday, January 22, 2005
There's this girl...
Thirteen random things you like:
miniature candy bars
new shoes
new paper
Vis-a-Vis markers
my diamonds
cats
roses
my wedding dress
palm trees
sunshine
memories of my siblings when they were babies
funny dreams
goodmorning kisses
Twelve movies:
Maid in Manhatten
Pirates of the Caribbean
The Wedding Planner
The Butterfly Effect
Good Will Hunting
Sleeping Beauty
Happy Gilmore
You've Got Mail
Serendipity
High Fidelity
The Little Princess
Amelie
11 good bands/artists:
Well, I don't know if they're good, but I like them...
Sheryl Crow
tobyMac
Third Day
Building 429
LeAnn Rimes
Rascal Flatts (sometimes)
AC/DC :)
Jessica Simpson (I like her, I don't care)
Not Eminem
Green Day
Nirvana
Coldplay
(I like a variety)
10 things about you....physically:
Curly/straight hair
Strong fingernails
Pretty hands
Nice wrists
Pretty feet
White teeth
Nothing horribly wrong with me
No serious acne
Good hips
Um....not big ears?
Nine good friends (in no particular order):
Susan
Lindsay
Sarah
Kari
Kendra
Sharon
Jen
Nicole
My mommy
Eight Favorite foods/drinks:
Elmo juice
Diet Dr. Pepper
Iced tea
Peanut M&Ms
Fairly Oddparents cheesecrackers
Spinach salads
garlic bread
shredded cheddar cheese
5 things that you wear daily:
diamond necklace
diamond ring
Livestrong bracelet
watch
deoderant
Six things that annoy you:
Printers, copiers, scanners, computers
7 year olds :)
miniature carpets
dust
cat litter
cat pee
Five things you touch everyday:
water bottle
Flintstone vitamins and calcium vitamins :)
toothbrush
soap
lotion
Four shows you watch:
Extreme Makeover: Home Edition
CSI
Desperate Housewives (when John lets me have the tv...grrrr)
West Wing
Three celebrites you wouldn't miss in a movie:
Meg Ryan
Brad Pitt
Matt Damon
One person that you could spend the rest of your life with:
John Erdman :)
miniature candy bars
new shoes
new paper
Vis-a-Vis markers
my diamonds
cats
roses
my wedding dress
palm trees
sunshine
memories of my siblings when they were babies
funny dreams
goodmorning kisses
Twelve movies:
Maid in Manhatten
Pirates of the Caribbean
The Wedding Planner
The Butterfly Effect
Good Will Hunting
Sleeping Beauty
Happy Gilmore
You've Got Mail
Serendipity
High Fidelity
The Little Princess
Amelie
11 good bands/artists:
Well, I don't know if they're good, but I like them...
Sheryl Crow
tobyMac
Third Day
Building 429
LeAnn Rimes
Rascal Flatts (sometimes)
AC/DC :)
Jessica Simpson (I like her, I don't care)
Not Eminem
Green Day
Nirvana
Coldplay
(I like a variety)
10 things about you....physically:
Curly/straight hair
Strong fingernails
Pretty hands
Nice wrists
Pretty feet
White teeth
Nothing horribly wrong with me
No serious acne
Good hips
Um....not big ears?
Nine good friends (in no particular order):
Susan
Lindsay
Sarah
Kari
Kendra
Sharon
Jen
Nicole
My mommy
Eight Favorite foods/drinks:
Elmo juice
Diet Dr. Pepper
Iced tea
Peanut M&Ms
Fairly Oddparents cheesecrackers
Spinach salads
garlic bread
shredded cheddar cheese
5 things that you wear daily:
diamond necklace
diamond ring
Livestrong bracelet
watch
deoderant
Six things that annoy you:
Printers, copiers, scanners, computers
7 year olds :)
miniature carpets
dust
cat litter
cat pee
Five things you touch everyday:
water bottle
Flintstone vitamins and calcium vitamins :)
toothbrush
soap
lotion
Four shows you watch:
Extreme Makeover: Home Edition
CSI
Desperate Housewives (when John lets me have the tv...grrrr)
West Wing
Three celebrites you wouldn't miss in a movie:
Meg Ryan
Brad Pitt
Matt Damon
One person that you could spend the rest of your life with:
John Erdman :)
Saturday, I hate to love you.
It's Saturday and I stayed in bed so long
I feel like I might throw up.
It's Saturday and I watched CMT so long
So that maybe I'd catch my new theme song.
I think I should work out, do laundry, clean up, write lesson plans, read, write a poem, do my hair for once, paint my nails and wear my brand new Docs (yes!).
I'm not really sure what it is I want to do anymore...it's all have to do's. I have to do this, I have to do that.
And I stayed in bed so long I feel like I might throw up, so I guess I really don't want to do anything. But if I don't do anything, I'll lay there and think about what I have to do, which will lead to stress and feeling more pukey.
Sigh. I don't like this.
Saturday, I can't even enjoy you anymore!
That's me, complaining about adulthood again.
I feel like I might throw up.
It's Saturday and I watched CMT so long
So that maybe I'd catch my new theme song.
I think I should work out, do laundry, clean up, write lesson plans, read, write a poem, do my hair for once, paint my nails and wear my brand new Docs (yes!).
I'm not really sure what it is I want to do anymore...it's all have to do's. I have to do this, I have to do that.
And I stayed in bed so long I feel like I might throw up, so I guess I really don't want to do anything. But if I don't do anything, I'll lay there and think about what I have to do, which will lead to stress and feeling more pukey.
Sigh. I don't like this.
Saturday, I can't even enjoy you anymore!
That's me, complaining about adulthood again.
Friday, January 21, 2005
I Spoke Too Soon
Have you ever thought you were going to do something really cool and so you told everyone and then it didn't work out and so you thought then, that everyone must think you're "chicken" or a loser or maybe just that you jumped the gun...?
Well, I do that sort of thing all the time. And it just so happens that I did it again. John and I decided not to move out of his family's house.
This is not a total disappointment. It was sort of bad either way--if we move out, we would have a lot more independence (which is nice and it is something we're certainly ready for) but then there's that whole FINANCIAL independence thing that's a little, um...well, you know.
Now it's not that we can't afford an apartment, especially one that is as cheap and as good of quality as the one we were getting (frown), but there's the student loan issue, the credit issue, and oh yeah, the wedding.
So I'm actually rather EXCITED. Yes, excited. I was getting a bit concerned about the debt that would, undoubtedly, accumulate with the upcoming nuptials.
John's mom has also been begging us to stay and my mom thought it would be better for us to stay as well...and, it just so happens that mothers are usually right. Not always! But usually. :)
At least this way, when we are actually married and can actually live together and sleep together and do all that stuff together :) we won't have quite as many issues ($$$$$) to keep us awake at night.
This is the good part.
I had a dream lastnight that John was Dr. Seuss. It's true. One day he sat me down and said, "Amanda. I am Dr. Seuss." So, we started writing children's books together. It was the greatest.
So many teachers would be excellent authors! But really, what teacher has the stinkin' time to do anything like that? I mean criminy, I barely have time to write on my blog :)
Well, I do that sort of thing all the time. And it just so happens that I did it again. John and I decided not to move out of his family's house.
This is not a total disappointment. It was sort of bad either way--if we move out, we would have a lot more independence (which is nice and it is something we're certainly ready for) but then there's that whole FINANCIAL independence thing that's a little, um...well, you know.
Now it's not that we can't afford an apartment, especially one that is as cheap and as good of quality as the one we were getting (frown), but there's the student loan issue, the credit issue, and oh yeah, the wedding.
So I'm actually rather EXCITED. Yes, excited. I was getting a bit concerned about the debt that would, undoubtedly, accumulate with the upcoming nuptials.
John's mom has also been begging us to stay and my mom thought it would be better for us to stay as well...and, it just so happens that mothers are usually right. Not always! But usually. :)
At least this way, when we are actually married and can actually live together and sleep together and do all that stuff together :) we won't have quite as many issues ($$$$$) to keep us awake at night.
This is the good part.
I had a dream lastnight that John was Dr. Seuss. It's true. One day he sat me down and said, "Amanda. I am Dr. Seuss." So, we started writing children's books together. It was the greatest.
So many teachers would be excellent authors! But really, what teacher has the stinkin' time to do anything like that? I mean criminy, I barely have time to write on my blog :)
Saturday, January 15, 2005
Diagnosis
Symptoms:
Sore throat
Chronic headache (REALLY bad headache)
Sore joints and muscles
Frequent cold sweats
Diagnosis:
(choose one)
-Addicted to caffeine
-High stress levels
-New down comforter too warm
-Blood clot in my brain
-Lupas
Any suggestions?
Sore throat
Chronic headache (REALLY bad headache)
Sore joints and muscles
Frequent cold sweats
Diagnosis:
(choose one)
-Addicted to caffeine
-High stress levels
-New down comforter too warm
-Blood clot in my brain
-Lupas
Any suggestions?
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
More Wedding Details
Just because I'm getting asked a lot of questions, here you go: :)
Flying: Okay. So...if you're flying out of Ohio I recommend taking one of the smaller airports (Canton, Cincinnati) instead of Cleveland (it's usually cheaper) and if you don't mind, you can take a stop in Charlotte or Atlanta (even more cheaper) depending on the airline you fly. If you are definitely coming, I would schedule my flights now (even cheaper). Fly in to Fort Myers. From there, it's pretty much a straight shot to the hotel, about 40 minutes or something. You may want a rental car or someone can pick you up. If any of you can arrange flying together, that would make it much easier. There's a rental car place there, too, so you may want that--especially if you're staying any extra days.
Hotel: VERY IMPORTANT. Our wedding and reception is at the Vanderbilt Inn. If you want a room there, let me know. You can choose poolside, beachside, and some other stuff. We have 15 rooms already for sure. Or you can just call them yourself and tell them you're with the Harrington/Erdman wedding.
If you'd like other hotel suggestions, just let me know.
Vanderbilt Inn: www.vanderbiltinn.com (239) 597-3151
There is a group discount...these are the prices your rooms would be.
Friday and Saturday (per night): Poolside: 100.00 Parking View: $90.00
Sunday-Thursday (per night): Poolside: $82.00 Parking View: $90.00
Bridesmaids: Remember, your rooms are free!
Trick or Treating: Yes, that is Halloween weekend. We don't know when trick-or-treating will be, but it will probably be Saturday night. If you have kids with you, you HAVE to bring them trick or treating in our neighborhood. It is so neat. People really go all out and decorate their houses and stuff. And...it's still very warm, so no winter coats to hide your costumes! And...people give TONS of candy. I'm just letting you know...I was concerned about having the wedding that weekend because I didn't want the kids to be upset about missing trick-or-treating. So please don't let them miss trick-or-treating (since it is my favorite holiday and all, I totally understand how they'd feel)!
Kids in general: We are definitely having a kid-friendly wedding and reception. There will be tons of things for them to do. The ocean is also very safe here, as there are very few waves here in the gulf (unless there's a hurricane...) So, please bring them and don't feel they aren't welcome!
Flying: Okay. So...if you're flying out of Ohio I recommend taking one of the smaller airports (Canton, Cincinnati) instead of Cleveland (it's usually cheaper) and if you don't mind, you can take a stop in Charlotte or Atlanta (even more cheaper) depending on the airline you fly. If you are definitely coming, I would schedule my flights now (even cheaper). Fly in to Fort Myers. From there, it's pretty much a straight shot to the hotel, about 40 minutes or something. You may want a rental car or someone can pick you up. If any of you can arrange flying together, that would make it much easier. There's a rental car place there, too, so you may want that--especially if you're staying any extra days.
Hotel: VERY IMPORTANT. Our wedding and reception is at the Vanderbilt Inn. If you want a room there, let me know. You can choose poolside, beachside, and some other stuff. We have 15 rooms already for sure. Or you can just call them yourself and tell them you're with the Harrington/Erdman wedding.
If you'd like other hotel suggestions, just let me know.
Vanderbilt Inn: www.vanderbiltinn.com (239) 597-3151
There is a group discount...these are the prices your rooms would be.
Friday and Saturday (per night): Poolside: 100.00 Parking View: $90.00
Sunday-Thursday (per night): Poolside: $82.00 Parking View: $90.00
Bridesmaids: Remember, your rooms are free!
Trick or Treating: Yes, that is Halloween weekend. We don't know when trick-or-treating will be, but it will probably be Saturday night. If you have kids with you, you HAVE to bring them trick or treating in our neighborhood. It is so neat. People really go all out and decorate their houses and stuff. And...it's still very warm, so no winter coats to hide your costumes! And...people give TONS of candy. I'm just letting you know...I was concerned about having the wedding that weekend because I didn't want the kids to be upset about missing trick-or-treating. So please don't let them miss trick-or-treating (since it is my favorite holiday and all, I totally understand how they'd feel)!
Kids in general: We are definitely having a kid-friendly wedding and reception. There will be tons of things for them to do. The ocean is also very safe here, as there are very few waves here in the gulf (unless there's a hurricane...) So, please bring them and don't feel they aren't welcome!
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Wedding Details
The date: October 29th, 2005 (Saturday)
Time: 3:00
Place: Vanderbilt Inn
Naples, Florida
We have some cool stuff planned so you better show up! :)
Time: 3:00
Place: Vanderbilt Inn
Naples, Florida
We have some cool stuff planned so you better show up! :)
Monday, January 03, 2005
I've Done It
Yes folks, it's true. I have actually succeeded in acquiring more pairs of Victoria's Secret underwear than any other article of clothing I own (including individual socks).
It's the sales that aren't really "sales" because I think there almost always is one.
It's the gold print around the top waistband.
It's the colors, prints, and varieties of all kinds.
And...if I were on a stranded island and could only bring one article of clothing, you guessed it, it would be a Victoria's Secret bra. I never leave home without it. Heck, I never leave the bedroom without it.
I NEVER, ever, ever, in a million years would ever burn a Victoria's Secret bra. I hope those women's lib. women didn't burn VS's bras.
I don't find my Victoria's Secret bras restricting. If anything, they're uplifting.
:)
It's the sales that aren't really "sales" because I think there almost always is one.
It's the gold print around the top waistband.
It's the colors, prints, and varieties of all kinds.
And...if I were on a stranded island and could only bring one article of clothing, you guessed it, it would be a Victoria's Secret bra. I never leave home without it. Heck, I never leave the bedroom without it.
I NEVER, ever, ever, in a million years would ever burn a Victoria's Secret bra. I hope those women's lib. women didn't burn VS's bras.
I don't find my Victoria's Secret bras restricting. If anything, they're uplifting.
:)
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Post-Novel Depression
I have finished reading the book. I finished yesterday or the day before actually, and I'm still recovering. I ached to find out the mystery, to complete the novel, and finally, I did. It took some skimming and some skipping, but I successfully arrived at the end after a couple days. Well, I wish I hadn't tried quite so hard, because now I have nothing to do.
This sort of thing has been happening to me for years. I get addicted to a book, its characters, its plot, and I can't get away from it. I stay up till all hours of the morning reading it, and when I'm not reading it, I'm thinking about it. Well, now it's over. And when it's over, I go into this post-partum phase. I mope around the house because I have nothing to read. I don't even WANT to read anything because what I want to read has already been read. But I'm not ready to move in to a new plot with new characters. I'm not ready to get to know a new protagonist.
So, that is how today was. I mean, I went out to eat with the family and I went shopping, but other than that, I felt at a loss. I have been reading a bit of John's old pharmacology book. It's actually pretty interesting. I try to take notes so that I can remember what I'm learning and maybe be smarter than John someday. But I really just want Robert Langdon back, along with Vatican City. And the pope.
I never thought I'd ache for anything Catholic :)
"Thank you, Father. I'll take the wine. You can keep the wafer."
This sort of thing has been happening to me for years. I get addicted to a book, its characters, its plot, and I can't get away from it. I stay up till all hours of the morning reading it, and when I'm not reading it, I'm thinking about it. Well, now it's over. And when it's over, I go into this post-partum phase. I mope around the house because I have nothing to read. I don't even WANT to read anything because what I want to read has already been read. But I'm not ready to move in to a new plot with new characters. I'm not ready to get to know a new protagonist.
So, that is how today was. I mean, I went out to eat with the family and I went shopping, but other than that, I felt at a loss. I have been reading a bit of John's old pharmacology book. It's actually pretty interesting. I try to take notes so that I can remember what I'm learning and maybe be smarter than John someday. But I really just want Robert Langdon back, along with Vatican City. And the pope.
I never thought I'd ache for anything Catholic :)
"Thank you, Father. I'll take the wine. You can keep the wafer."
Monday, December 27, 2004
I don't know what to write about....
I've spent the past few days reading Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. It's a good book and I keep thinking about Vatican City and popes. Everything lately reminds me of Vatican City and popes.
I got to see Sarah lastnight, who, in case you don't know, is a friend from high school and Muskingum, my roommate for my freshman year of college, who I've actually known since fourth grade. She's one of my bridesmaids, of course. She also likes the dress I want my bridesmaids to wear so that's good, definitely a relief.
Today I met Kari and Tony at Panera in Canton, which of course was an experience. We sat and talked (and ate) for four hours. We had lunch and potentially could have eaten dinner there, too, except Tony had to leave. Boo. I went and spent my gift card at my favorite store, Victoria's Secret, which will now be my very very very favorite store since I'll be getting married soon :) (Hey, if you don't want to hear about that stuff, don't read my diary!).
Kari showed us pictures of her entire extended family, her sister's beautiful engagement ring (congratulations, Kati!), and Tony showed us pictures of his new place of residence...Princeton! It was neato. He had funny stories too, like about Santa Claus being on the Princeton Seminary's Christmas tree and how some of the students got really mad about it. Hahahaha. I don't like Santa, but I think that might be something fun to do, just to see how people react.
I think tomorrow I will see Lindsay, one of my most favorite people, so that I can get fitted for my bridesmaid (maid of honor, actually, thank you very much) dress.
I'm a little uneasy about the 6 bridesmaids thing. Bridal parties run into these sorts of issues because women are very catty, and because they are all MY friends, but not necessarily friends with each other. So, it's kind of interesting, this wedding thing. It's a little cruel, actually. I feel sort of bad already that I'm making them fly down there and buy a dress and throw me parties. I mean, who really wants to do all that, even if they do love me?
Hmmm. Just something to think about.
I've spent the past few days reading Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. It's a good book and I keep thinking about Vatican City and popes. Everything lately reminds me of Vatican City and popes.
I got to see Sarah lastnight, who, in case you don't know, is a friend from high school and Muskingum, my roommate for my freshman year of college, who I've actually known since fourth grade. She's one of my bridesmaids, of course. She also likes the dress I want my bridesmaids to wear so that's good, definitely a relief.
Today I met Kari and Tony at Panera in Canton, which of course was an experience. We sat and talked (and ate) for four hours. We had lunch and potentially could have eaten dinner there, too, except Tony had to leave. Boo. I went and spent my gift card at my favorite store, Victoria's Secret, which will now be my very very very favorite store since I'll be getting married soon :) (Hey, if you don't want to hear about that stuff, don't read my diary!).
Kari showed us pictures of her entire extended family, her sister's beautiful engagement ring (congratulations, Kati!), and Tony showed us pictures of his new place of residence...Princeton! It was neato. He had funny stories too, like about Santa Claus being on the Princeton Seminary's Christmas tree and how some of the students got really mad about it. Hahahaha. I don't like Santa, but I think that might be something fun to do, just to see how people react.
I think tomorrow I will see Lindsay, one of my most favorite people, so that I can get fitted for my bridesmaid (maid of honor, actually, thank you very much) dress.
I'm a little uneasy about the 6 bridesmaids thing. Bridal parties run into these sorts of issues because women are very catty, and because they are all MY friends, but not necessarily friends with each other. So, it's kind of interesting, this wedding thing. It's a little cruel, actually. I feel sort of bad already that I'm making them fly down there and buy a dress and throw me parties. I mean, who really wants to do all that, even if they do love me?
Hmmm. Just something to think about.
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