Yes, it's true.
I am shrinking.
I've always been 5'2", maybe 5'2 1/2 on a good day. Went to the doctor today to have my throat looked at AGAIN (apparently my right tonsil is possibly developing an abcess--lovely. More drugs to help that issue) and my insurance now requires a height check every year. I step over to the height thing, and stand as tall as possible.
"Ok, you're just a little under 5'2." The nurse writes it down on my chart.
"Seriously? I'm not 5'2"?
"Nope, you were a little under the line."
I'll blame the fact that I wasn't wearing shoes when she checked. Otherwise, I will just be depressed at the fact that I am shrinking.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Macy's prayer tonight
"Dear God, thank you for my family. And please help me run into some money so I can get a Nintendo DS. And please help me have food on my table this week. And please help my friend Paige feel better. Amen."
Please help her run into some money? If that's the case, then Lord, help me run into money too. Maybe there will be a big pile of it on the road and my car will run into it. :)
And is she really worried we won't feed her this week? Has she ever missed a meal?
Funny girl.
Please help her run into some money? If that's the case, then Lord, help me run into money too. Maybe there will be a big pile of it on the road and my car will run into it. :)
And is she really worried we won't feed her this week? Has she ever missed a meal?
Funny girl.
Relaxing weekend, dodgeball, and showers
We've truly had a wonderful, relaxing weekend. Bobby didn't work either day, which was a shocker, and we just spent time all together. I didn't work any class stuff, or my thesis, or any newspaper stuff. I got my nails done today with a friend. The girls didn't fight. The only drawback was the weather yesterday, and that MU lost.
I needed my rest with the busy week I have coming up. I mentioned a while back that newspaper was doing a Dodgeball tournament to raise money so we could continue to print in color. The tournament is this Wednesday and Thursday, and I'm ready to get going! We have 42 teams. Yes, 42 teams. I was hoping for 10, and we have 42. We raised over $1000. I'm praying every thing goes off without a hitch this week!
And my thesis needs to be postmarked by next Monday. I just need to revise a few sections, but for the most part it is ready to go. It's 46 pages with works cited and appendix. And I think it's pretty good. At this point, I don't care. I'm ready to graduate.
Right now, as I type this, the girls are in the shower. Are they taking a shower?
No.
Macy was, but then she covered the drain with a washcloth and filled the shower with about an inch of water to make a swimming pool. Then Kaylin joined her, and they are sitting on the floor of the shower hitting a beach ball back and forth. I can hear their giggles all the way down here. I'm going to go rescue them before the giggles turn to screams.
I needed my rest with the busy week I have coming up. I mentioned a while back that newspaper was doing a Dodgeball tournament to raise money so we could continue to print in color. The tournament is this Wednesday and Thursday, and I'm ready to get going! We have 42 teams. Yes, 42 teams. I was hoping for 10, and we have 42. We raised over $1000. I'm praying every thing goes off without a hitch this week!
And my thesis needs to be postmarked by next Monday. I just need to revise a few sections, but for the most part it is ready to go. It's 46 pages with works cited and appendix. And I think it's pretty good. At this point, I don't care. I'm ready to graduate.
Right now, as I type this, the girls are in the shower. Are they taking a shower?
No.
Macy was, but then she covered the drain with a washcloth and filled the shower with about an inch of water to make a swimming pool. Then Kaylin joined her, and they are sitting on the floor of the shower hitting a beach ball back and forth. I can hear their giggles all the way down here. I'm going to go rescue them before the giggles turn to screams.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Reading Lesson
I've mentioned before how good Macy is reading. According to her teacher, she's reading above average, but I also understand that is a relative term, and that she reads just as well as some others in her class.
But to me, listening to her read is the best part of my day. (Unless she doesn't want to read, and starts crying and trying to read with her fist shoved in her mouth. That's not fun.)I just sit amazed at her teachers for all the work they've done, and listen to the beautiful sound of her reading to me.
Tonight she had some hard word in her Level N book (she was at level A at the beginning of the year):
debris
tsunami
vast
energy
Kenya
crest
current
nostrils
surrounded
swift
The words aren't terribly hard, but for a seven-year-old they are! She did really well trying to figure them out. She was especially excited to recognize that the "t" in tsunami was silent, as is the "s" in debris. I was excited she noticed that!
There's your update on Macy's reading abilities. I'll try to refrain from another for a while.
But to me, listening to her read is the best part of my day. (Unless she doesn't want to read, and starts crying and trying to read with her fist shoved in her mouth. That's not fun.)I just sit amazed at her teachers for all the work they've done, and listen to the beautiful sound of her reading to me.
Tonight she had some hard word in her Level N book (she was at level A at the beginning of the year):
debris
tsunami
vast
energy
Kenya
crest
current
nostrils
surrounded
swift
The words aren't terribly hard, but for a seven-year-old they are! She did really well trying to figure them out. She was especially excited to recognize that the "t" in tsunami was silent, as is the "s" in debris. I was excited she noticed that!
There's your update on Macy's reading abilities. I'll try to refrain from another for a while.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Busy Saturday, and a Not Me Monday...
Macy decided to play soccer this season, after taking a break in the fall. She moved up a league, and it's a whole new ball game. Referee's, goalie, positions, it's pretty close to real soccer. She did pretty well. As usual, she needs to get more agressive. And, as usual, when I talk with her about it, she dissolves into tears. Good grief...
Her team name is Peaches, and she loves her coach. He seems to know a lot about soccer, so hopefully that will work to our advantage and she will become better.
Her team lost about 12-0 on Saturday. It wasn't pretty.
Then I had a lovely treat...Mom and Dad took the girls back to their house so I could rest (I was sick) and work on my paper while Bobby was at work. I can't tell you the last time I had five hours to myself. I worked on my paper, slept, worked on my paper, slept, worked on my paper, and slept.
You may remember last year when Bobby played in the annual firefighter vs. police department basketball game. It was Saturday night, and the firefighters lost. I didn't take as many pictures as usual, since I was feeling bad.
Here's Tommy Saunders, star football player for Mizzou, shooting free throws.
And to finish off this long post, here's a Not Me Monday. Haven't done this in a few weeks.
It wasn't me who couldn't find her own flip flops to wear to the doctor's office on Sunday, so I certainly didn't wear my 7-year-old daughter's High School Musical flip flops to see the doctor.
It wasn't me who knew she was sick, but thought she would get better and put off going to the doctor. It wasn't me who had a raging case of strep throat.
It wasn't me who went to bed with socks on, but then got hot and wanted to take the socks off. It wasn't me who just stuck them under my pillow, b/c I was too tired to get up, and I knew if I threw them down, Gabe would eat them.
It wasn't me who took five--yes, five--burning hot showers on Saturday because it was the only thing that eased the aching in my body.
And it wasn't me who wore a hat all weekend so I wouldn't have to do my hair.
That's my Not Me Monday, sick version.
Her team name is Peaches, and she loves her coach. He seems to know a lot about soccer, so hopefully that will work to our advantage and she will become better.
Her team lost about 12-0 on Saturday. It wasn't pretty.
Then I had a lovely treat...Mom and Dad took the girls back to their house so I could rest (I was sick) and work on my paper while Bobby was at work. I can't tell you the last time I had five hours to myself. I worked on my paper, slept, worked on my paper, slept, worked on my paper, and slept.
You may remember last year when Bobby played in the annual firefighter vs. police department basketball game. It was Saturday night, and the firefighters lost. I didn't take as many pictures as usual, since I was feeling bad.
Here's Tommy Saunders, star football player for Mizzou, shooting free throws.
And to finish off this long post, here's a Not Me Monday. Haven't done this in a few weeks.
It wasn't me who couldn't find her own flip flops to wear to the doctor's office on Sunday, so I certainly didn't wear my 7-year-old daughter's High School Musical flip flops to see the doctor.
It wasn't me who knew she was sick, but thought she would get better and put off going to the doctor. It wasn't me who had a raging case of strep throat.
It wasn't me who went to bed with socks on, but then got hot and wanted to take the socks off. It wasn't me who just stuck them under my pillow, b/c I was too tired to get up, and I knew if I threw them down, Gabe would eat them.
It wasn't me who took five--yes, five--burning hot showers on Saturday because it was the only thing that eased the aching in my body.
And it wasn't me who wore a hat all weekend so I wouldn't have to do my hair.
That's my Not Me Monday, sick version.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Ways to stay entertained in a boring meeting
I had teacher meetings yesterday afternoon and this morning. To keep myself entertained without my laptop, I did the following:
1. Made a list of all the states I could remember. I got 41.
2. Drew pictures of flowers and trees
3. Had a contest with another teacher to see who could draw the best caterpillar. She won.
4. Colored in all the letters with circles (like a,d,o,p,etc.) on my handout
5. Tried to see how long I could sit perfectly still. (wasn't very long; I'm fidgety)
It is true--teachers are the worst audience.
Macy's 3rd quarter report card came home today, and she did very well, as usual. Four things to work on: synonyms, antonyms, r-controlled phonic sounds, and counting with coins. I can help with the first three, no problem, but she already has my math skills, so counting with coins might be Bobby's job.
1. Made a list of all the states I could remember. I got 41.
2. Drew pictures of flowers and trees
3. Had a contest with another teacher to see who could draw the best caterpillar. She won.
4. Colored in all the letters with circles (like a,d,o,p,etc.) on my handout
5. Tried to see how long I could sit perfectly still. (wasn't very long; I'm fidgety)
It is true--teachers are the worst audience.
Macy's 3rd quarter report card came home today, and she did very well, as usual. Four things to work on: synonyms, antonyms, r-controlled phonic sounds, and counting with coins. I can help with the first three, no problem, but she already has my math skills, so counting with coins might be Bobby's job.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
In Three Months...
...this will be our view from our condo in Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina.
I can feel the sand beneath my toes, the sun on my face, the wind blowing my hair, the kayak paddle in my hands already. Bring it on.
I can feel the sand beneath my toes, the sun on my face, the wind blowing my hair, the kayak paddle in my hands already. Bring it on.
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