So, I've mentioned several times that I still had Christmas decorations up as of last week. Well, They finally came down this weekend. Ryan had to help me and it took this long to coordinate our schedules. Our apartment requested, several weeks ago, that no one put their Christmas trees in the dumpsters. Okay. Well we definitely missed the throw your tree out two weeks after Christmas train and knew we'd look like fools dragging it around town on the car to a place that disposes of the trees. So, Ryan hacked it up with his giant knife, we stuffed in in three garbage bags and snuck it in the dumpster. I know what you're thinking, we're terrbile landfill overloading fools who didn't plan well. Give me a break; next year we'll plan better. I suggested throwing the tree over the fence in the back where we park, because there's a narrow strip of grass and brush, but in the dumpster she went.
What a mess!
If it's any consolation, the pine needles were so dry they were like thorns.
I've now got Valentine's Day decorations up. I'm ahead of the curve.
I had a leadership retreat last weekend. The theme for the retreat was "footprints worth following", so we made a sugar foot scrub and made ankle bracelets, super cute. We went to Galveston to hammer out the goals for the upcoming shool year and to discuss, at length, the comments on the teacher questionaire that was passed out the week before. There were fifteen questions on the questionaire and there are four different age level departments. Needless to say, there were a lot of responses. We met all day from Friday evening to Sunday in order to get all of the teacher concerns out in the open. This was my first retreat, hopefully not the last, and I quite enjoyed myself. It's so interesting to see women away from the work setting. They were all still very professional given we were talking about work, but they let loose a few times.
We did a "get to know you" activity on Friday that involved our shoes. My assistant director told me to pack a pair of shoes I love. Problem: I love all of my shoes. No joke. So, the decision was challenging. However, I decided to bring my most recent pair of loved shoes; the Jimmy Choo's. But of course. I think everyone guessed they were mine.
We did another activity which spanned the length of our retreat, and that was to make a collage for each person of things that made you think of them. Mine looked like this at the end of the retreat:
The small one's say: "now that's positivenergy" & "staying on track when no one is looking over your shoulder"
I am not always gentle nor calm, nor am I always positive, but I'm thankful that that's the way I'm perceived.
I'm also thankful to be a part of the leadership team where I work and hope to leave a footprint worth following.
My last Infant Mental Health class was two weeks ago. I just received my packet in the mail and I can start the endorsement process which will earn me the title Infant Family Associate. Now that I've taken the class I have to present my kowledge of materials through a professional competency portfolio. It should be a cinch, I'll keep you posted though. In the packet there is a booklet, roughly 30 pages, a manila folder, a TAIMH pamphlet, and a stack of papers. I think I will save that reading for another time.
p.s. Thanks for the ideas for a sleep aid. I never thought I would need one; in fact didn't even consider it other than allergy meds. I'll look into it.
Not much going on here. I haven't been sleeping well at all. I've been waking up two or three times a night without being able to fall soundly back to sleep. I thought it was because of a new allergy medicine I was taking, so I stopped and slept good for one and a half nights, then back to waking up. For the love, I am a grown woman not an infant!! I am exhausted and I think I'm trying to get sick, but I will thwart it with Simply Orange with Mango, a rice crispy treat (homemade) and Parenthood.
Sleep tight everyone.
and just for fun, some eye candy....my eyes love this candy!
Coco had four seizures on New Year's Eve, suck-o, here. Well, last night he had more. It's only been (roughly) two weeks since his last episode. He's been having seizures at least twice a month for a year now. My heart can't take much more, literally and metaphorically. It causes me so much pain to see him in that condition. It's truly awful. At first, we thought the seizures were from stress, but they happen without warning. He no longer gets viscious afterwards, but it's pitiful. He has very little muscle control when he comes out them and he pees on himself every time. He has them usually on the bed while we're sleeping, but when he has multiple seizures in one episode they are most likely on the floor. He runs into the walls and has what we call tremors for up to an hour after the first seizure. It's a big ordeal and I think it's time it's stopped.
This last episode was pretty much the last straw. He had two last night, but that's enough, I'm done. We're going to look for a new vet on this side of town and most likely put him on medication. I hear it's expensive, but it will be worth it if he takes well to the medication and it works. Poor little dog.
Beauty and the Beast has always been my favorite Disney movie and they just releases it in theaters in 3-D! I saw it with my sister in law tonight. I still love that movie. I own it on vhs, I need it on dvd so I can watch it in French and I also have the second movie "The Enchanted Christmas"-adorable. I've seen it on Broadway and now in 3-D. It was great.
That's what my parents call them "bayou adventures." When they discover a new place to take the boat, usually in the bayou, they call it an adventure. My latest adventure with them was after Christmas without Ryan, because, of course he was working. But, I did bring the dog. After the boat ride he threw up twice, poor thing got seasick. We caught no fish, but the weather was great.
The walk to the boat.
The dog is there, on the left side of the picture, by the table. That's what I was trying to take a picture of. He's pretty cute outside.
Parenthood that is. I've been watching the show on Netflix. I was browsing shows one day wondering what show I could watch without Ryan, by myself, while he's at work and landed on Parenthood. I'm almost done with the second season (will probaby finish tonight) and Ryan's working nights still, so I have some nighttime time to burn before I deem it late enough to sleep.
I really like the show despite it's unfailing efforts to make me cry. I cry like a little baby. I don't know what it is, but the show plays with my heart like a toddler plays with its' favorite toy, by throwing it around and stomping on it. It seriously tugs so hard until my eyes are pouring. Ahh. It's so good, I can't wait to see how it comes to a close, but then again I may have to watch the bootlegged third season online before Netflix gets it, but that won't be a first.
We're hitting the outlet mall tomorrow. I am on a quest for a leather bag for work. A nice professional one. I found a beautiful bag by Fossil, but it's not in the stores anymore, I think it's a past season bag, but I want it or something very similar. I'll take any of them, but I'm leaning towards the one in the middle and usually my first instinct is correct.
I don't like resolutions; instead I call them goals. Ryan and I have set three goals for 2012:
1. Rent a house when our lease is up.
2. School: Ryan start his BA (again) and me start a master's program (if I can find one that interests me; I'm looking and it's frustrating, which means a new job for me, so I will start a search unofficially)
3. Find a church.
I think these goals are attainable and realistic. They are also pretty specific and hopefully Ryan's work schedule will be changing soon to make the goals less stressful. I like them; short and sweet. I'm sure we'll add more as the months come and go, but as of now this is our focus.
Ryan has been working nights since November now, so we've had to make adjustments in our schedules to see each other, let alone make plans. So, we didn't make plans for new year's eve, but woke up in the morning and asked the family what they were doing and tagged along.
We went to the in laws to have dinner, play cards, and shoot fireworks with the sils. Someone said something that upset one of Ryan's sisters and she went to her room and never came back down. Before this happened Coco started having seizures. He had four in a row, which is the most he's ever had. It sucked. So, after his episodes and Ryan's sister being mopey we decided to hit the road. It was about 11:15. We rang in the new year in the car on the way home. We did see a few fireworks. Whatever.
Ringing in the new year with hot tea; a mellow drink after turmoil.
Present watch: Black Jimmy Choo's, LaCoste watch, and pearl and ruby necklace
Our unofficial midnight kiss; it was about 1
We decided with the other sister to go to their house in Katy on Sunday day and do fireworks, because the night before was so terrible; you know we thought we'd try to do-over the New Year celbration. I had a birthday party for one of my classroom kids' brother, so I went and watched her during the party. Then Ryan and I went to Lupe Tortilla (yum) and hit up the galleria. I got some bubble bath and a new bra from Victoria's Secret with some Christmas money. We watched some Bones and then went to the sisters'. We had dinner watched a movie, played with her new touchscreen computer, and blew up fireworks.
This one's my favorite. It looks like Harry Potter. We had a mini roman candle war!
Here's to a happy, healthy new year filled with blessings, abundance, and the unexpected. Through God's grace and provision the year will come together exactly as He plans. Oh praise God!
The Lord is so good. I cannot express with words. He has provided in every way necessary and then some this year. May through December were particularly awesome! What a wonderful God and what a wonderful year. Priase God from whom all blessings flow!
Amanda left for California in August for school and she and Kelly came to visit for the first time!!