Here is how I am feeling. (Watch video below)
It's parent teacher conference week.
Here is how I am feeling. (Watch video below)
On the bright side I get to see Zac in a few days...
I am sitting here in my empty classroom.
(I about had a heart attack though when someone upstairs walked over my room cause I didn't know anyone else was here.)
Just writing some quizzes, study guides, and sub notes for tomorrow.
And I cannot help it.
I am really nostalgic today.
Extra nostalgic today.
Three years ago.
I went on a blind date.
And with a different guy than planned too!
It's been a strange three years.
A lot of ups.
A lot of downs.
Basically just a roller-coaster of events.
But it is my favorite story.
Always has been my favorite story.
The whole thing.
From the start until today.
And keeps getting longer every day.
I love the twists and turns.
The way, even living it, kept you on the edge of your seat.
Made you cry.
Made you screech with happiness.
Made you giddy with dancing.
Made you sit under your covers wondering how things will work out
Made you smile.
Made you upset and angry (at the both of us)
Made your heart swell with unsolicited happiness
Made you go, "AWWW!!!"
There are dark parts.
There are light parts.
And there are some flat out confusing parts.
As events continue to unfold.
I am so excited to see what else God has in store for us.
How this story is going to go.
And I am SO glad that the-male-whom-I-am-fond-of is the one that is co-starring in this story with me.
Even in the rough parts.
There is no one I would rather adventure through life with.
As I tell people.
He is "my" human.
(And as my sassy mother put it, "as opposed to...?" And I responded with, "A pterodactyl." )
He is the one I can talk to when words are hard.
He is the one that I share my thoughts with.
He is the one that I can share worries with.
He is the one that I vent to school about.
He is the one that I bounce ideas off
He is the one that I dream with.
He is wonderful.
God has blessed me more than a sappy post can ever explain.
I promise that I really am trying to be as frugal with my sappiness as possible.
I sit here in amazement at how God has worked things out.
How God has shaped us over these 3 years.
How God has helped us grow over these 3 years.
How God has matured us over these 3 years.
I think we needed those 3 years to let God refine us.
During that time. The Fellow and I built up a friendship. We got to know each other.
And all that time.
God was working on our hearts.
God was working on our emotions.
God was working on our trust.
God was working on our faith.
God was working on us.
I look back.
And I see God.
And I see how God has changed me.
I see how God has taught me to control my temper.
I see how God has taught me to be patient and trust Him.
I see how God has taught me about love in so many ways. (not just the romantic kind. The Jesus kind.)
I see how God taught me to pray for those I was angry with.
ESPECIALLY when I didn't want to.
And from those prayers. God healed my heart. He smoothed my bitterness and he filled me with His peace and love.
It was a time of growth.
And that is how I am going to look at it.
These past three years have been so God filled.
These past three years have been so filled with growth.
How can I look back and NOT be amazed by what God has done?
How can I not brag on how God has moved and worked?
When I look at Zac... I can't help but feel this love for him that goes deeper than I am tall. (Like if my heart were a TARDIS)
Because I am reminded at God's grace, mercy, and his knack for working things out according to HIS plan.
(Also. Zac is pretty attractive if I do say so myself)
I love Zac for reasons of Zacness. But I also love Zac for reasons given by God and God alone.
I personally think, those God reasons are going to be the ones that last longer. Because people tend to change, whether they mean to or not. And if you can love them in that unconditional way that God loves us (even though frustrations might be present, cause we are human)... I think that is when love really lasts.
That is, in my opinion, when love lasts beyond the fairy tale stage, and into the forever stage. (the comfortable and accepting stage).
Granted I am 24.
I still have a lot to learn in my life.
I really really hope this was not too sappy... but I am in sorta of a sappy mood. (Don't tell anyone though. I have a reputation to uphold!)
I am exhausted.
Work is mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausting.
Last year, though it too had difficulties...
It is just not.
And I know that teachers have rough years.
I have been sitting here.
What makes a good teacher.
And when I google it...
It says things like:
-Makes their room a safe place
And by all those accounts.
I am a good teacher.
There are days I DREAD going to work.
I will tear up at the thought that I have to deal with a certain class or...
I even go into this stressed out paralysis...
Where I just have SO MUCH to accomplish.
That I cannot do it.
All I had to do today was grade and make spread sheets and send emails and import grades and write lesson plans.
And then I found out my mom is staying the night.
So on top of THAT I have to clean.
And my brain is just so tired I want to just sit down and cry.
What I really want is to cuddle with the male-whom-I-am-fond-of.
I want to be in his arms where I feel safe.
Where I feel complete
Where I do not feel like a failure.
Where time stands still.
Where I can be me
Where all the problems of work just don't seem so daunting...
And he doesn't look at me like I am silly or incompetent.
He takes me seriously.
I get to see him tomorrow.
And I am so incredibly excited.
It won't be for very long.
But that hour that I do get to see him.
Is gonna be SO worth it.
So incredibly worth it.
Because he is incredible and worth every mile in between us.
It's not so bad cause we get to talk over the phone.
Which is really really nice.
Like I know that sounds like I am just smoothing it over.
I LOVE talking to him over the phone.
Because we talk.
We talk about goofy stuff.
We talk about serious stuff.
We talk about everything.
We trust each other.
He is a wonderful human.
And I thank God, literally, every day for him.
God deserves the glory of this relationship and of the friendship that built up as the foundation.
Zac has literally mentioned that sometimes our conversations sound like something off of Psych. (Like between Shawn and Gus)
And I could believe it because we are best friends who get to cuddle and kiss. Which is the best thing ever.
Fun story for you yesterday.
I had to run into Hyvee yesterday and I was talking to my man. And I had my head phones plugged into my phone.
It looked like I was walking around listening to music.
I was actually listening to my boyfriend.
Well I passed this old lady and I as I passed her I laughed and was like, "You are SO weird." Well she seemed a little offended.
Then directly after that I said, 'No! You can't fart on me in front of my mom! So ha!'
Well the looks on peoples faces were priceless.
Then I was in line and in response to Zac I said, "Charlemagne is pretty cool."
Then I realized I was getting a funny look from the dude behind me.
This is why headphone phone calls are tricky business.
Pretty sure everyone thought I was talking to myself.
But I honestly do not even care.
I was on the phone with my love. And that is more than enough for me!!! :D
Today is the Ren Festival!
(For those confused readers it is the renaissance festival!)
I AM SO EXCITED!!!
I still have a little time to kill until I start driving!
I have a decent jaunt to get there, but...
IT IS SO EXCITING!!!
AND I GET TO SEE MAH BOYFRIEND!!!
This is literally what has gotten me through the week.
I do not believe in working for the weekend, but I feel that in this case... I think it is an okay reason to be working for the weekend.
It has been an incredibly long week.
Lots of rumors.
ITS NOT EVEN A FULL MOON!!!
But next week is a new week.
Full of it's own little surprises.
Today I get to be a pirate...
And I get to see my love.
And for one day.
I am no teacher.
I am a pirate!
MY STUDENTS HAVE DRIVEN ME TO PIRACY!!!
I have decided I don't ever want to be famous.
I don't want to be in the limelight.
I wouldn't like people gossiping about me all the time.
I know some people love that.
I like being in the background.
I like watching.
I like making others feel special.
I used to love attention.
I used to like entertaining people and being in the limelight.
But I can't anymore.
Last year at the end of the year awards...
I wasn't told that I was going first.
I had no idea what I was doing...
The principal announces to this crowd of parents that I am going first.
And I was like, "What?!"
So I went up.
Gave out the awards.
Had to talk.
Apparently, according to my students, I need to make my ending stronger.
My voice was shaking.
The kids were like, "Dude. You were so nervous!"
I don't like talking to a group of adults.
Kids. It's mostly fine.
I am out.
I am a pirate today and need not worry about it.
I have hoop earrings.
And you have to be confident whilst wearing hoop earrings.
Have a spectacular day!
Good evening Dear Readers!
I apologize that I have not written coherently for a long time.
I was like totally down and out for the count.
But I am now better!
Still sorta look like a raccoon but I feel SO much better.
I missed 3.5 days of work in one week.
That is how you DEFINITELY know I was not feeling well...
I don't miss work.
I like to hoard my vacation days cause they roll over.
I hate writing lesson plans.
I especially hate writing lesson plans when all my resources are at school and not with me.
But if they were with me, the sub would kind of be... well... for lack of better term... screwed.
I no longer need to write sub plans!
I AM SO EXCITED!
(I am sort of a work-a-holic).
I want more to do with my life than watch the office and sleep.
Cause that is about all I had the energy for.
Which is silly.
I don't like it.
I know I write a lot of sappy stuff on here.
I should apologize.
But I don't think I am going to.
I have always written my thoughts.
And I like looking back and reading the things I wrote.
Even the really silly twitterpated stuff.
You know I got to thinking today.
It is AMAZING how God has worked things out.
Looking back on the story...
There are so many ups and downs.
And through it all. God was in control.
I am talking about more than just the-male-whom-I-am-fond-of
I am talking about life in general.
I look at where I am now and...
It is impossible to NOT see God.
He has worked out things that have seemed impossible.
And I cannot thank him enough for all he has done.
For every blessing in my life.
(Even for my sweet/ornery boyfriend.)
Speaking of who...
He just melts me.
(Zac that is)
He says things that just make me feel so... wonderful.
We are going to the Ren Festival next weekend
(We are both so excited! 7 more days!)
And he was asking if it was okay if I get there early.
I said of course it is alright.
I asked him when he would want me there.
He replied with, "Now. Now's good"
And even though it was kind of a silly answer.
It made me feel so wanted.
And it is such a nice feeling to feel wanted/needed.
He also did this really cute thing..
I was being a turd.
Instead of getting visibly annoyed, he grabbed my face with both hands and informed me "I just love you SO much!" And kissed me.
And if that is not the sweetest thing you've ever read... Then you need to go sit in a field of butterflies until your heart of ice melts!
There are these tiny little inconsequential moments that mean the world to me.
These tiny moments that are glimpses into sheer...
When I say "perfect"...
I mean "My perfect."
And what that means is this:
I know Zac has flaws. He has and will make mistakes.
I acknowledge that he is not perfect in the dictionary definition.
But I accept and love every piece of him.
Imperfections and all.
Every goober thing about him.
Goodness knows I am flawed too.
He still loves me.
And you know what?
God brought him into my life.
God has worked things out in HIS timing.
Do I get impatient?
(With like EVERYTHING! I want a washer and dryer in my abode... and I would like it ASAP!)
Um. Yes. Very. (Read above comment about washer and dryer)
But I am SO glad that God has it in control.
If anyone should be in control.
He is SUCH a good planner.
(And he will provide me with a washer and dryer in his timing...)
I haven't written in a long time!
So much has happened.
I am sick.
I have been sick for a little over a week.
I really dislike it because I don't feel peppy and I know I am not peppy. And I am tired and I just don't feel good.
I mean I was even running a fever.
My normal body temp is actually kind of low...
So it takes a lot to get me to have a fever.
And I hate it.
I have missed 3.5 days of school this week.
And all I want to do is cuddle.
That is it.
Instead I have been working from home as best as I can.
I have been eating ice cream, and soup.. and quesadillas..
This last weekend I got to see the-male-whom-I-am-fond-of.
It was really really nice seeing him.
He even brought me roses!
We danced in the kitchen while making tacos.
We cuddled a little.
We had a triple date.
We did all sorts of stuff.
The triple date was pretty fun.
It was fun to see everyone with their guy.
It was also fun to see the different comfort levels of each relationship.
One is very new, so it was a little awkward. And they were trying to impress each other.
Another has been together for about 8 months. They were sitting comfortably next to each other on the couch. Just leaning on one another.
There there is me and my guy. We have only been dating for a few months but have known each other for 3 years. I think at the end I flopped over on him.
We had a lot of fun. Two out of three of the boys were like, "COFFEE!!!" so they went and got us coffee. Then the other pair arrived.
We all interacted great. (The Fellow and I kept swapping coffee by the way.. and I dunno, it just makes you feel good knowing you can swap coffees really quick for a taste and then swap back.)
It was hilarious at the end because all the couples (at roughly the same time) just kind of ended up interacting with their human. Overall the triple date went great!
I like cuddling with my guy. And only with my guy. And my dog too... I guess...
Right now I am just trying to figure out school stuff. How to get homework for the next week to a student, when all my teacher text books are at school.
I am trying to get grades imported. Which is actually harder when sick. Because... I just wanna sleep...
I get to see my boyfriend in just 8 days. 8 More days and I get to see him. We are going to the Ren Festival.
I am so excited!
I don't know if you have ever heard of "teacher tired"
But it is similar to "nurse tired' or "mom tired'
Basically you have so much to do.
But you are so tired.
And don't have the energy to move.
On the bright side.
School has been great.
Sometimes I get really un-confident about parts of teaching.
Then I remember how little confidence I had last year
And I feel better because I know that as for a fact...
I have grown.
Even today a student informed me that not everyone likes me.
And I told her that that is okay.
That no matter what you do or where you are..
You are not going to be liked by everyone.
And that is okay.
I say that gently because there is a point where you do need to be liked.
Every body needs to be liked by at least one or two people.
I am really tired. I hope there are not a lot of typos or misspellings or anything like that
Today I was treated to the fanciest food I think I have ever had.
It was one of those reservation places.
One of those $50 for a steak place.
And the food is SO GOOD.
But SO GOOOD!
It was really sweet of her to treat.
She just wanted company this weekend and I was more than happy to provide!
I also got to dance today!
My feet are happy!
How to exercise according to Emilie:
1. Nice simple ballet warm up. (Plie, tendu, ronde de jambe)
2. Turn on your old dancers keep in shape/killer abs music
3. Do the ab routines that pop up for as many as you can (3).
5. Realize you still have to stretch.
7. Die some more.
8. Get a much appreciated call from your boyfriend signaling the end of your workout.
And THAT is how you successfully work out according to Emilie.
And it works too!
My Goal is to be flexible enough to use the door jamb COMPLETELY for all sides of my stretches. I am actually REALLY close! So I feel pretty good about myself.
And of course the ab songs that turned on were like... really fast super static songs.
I thought I was gonna die.
Which is how I know it was a GREAT workout!
So we have covered feet, food, dancing.
Gotta cover the heart I guess.
I could delete it from the title and you would NEVER know..
Except that I wrote about it here... and boy I did not think this through!
My heart misses Zac.
I guess that is to be expected.
We are doing long distance.
And first off I want to say.
He is worth it.
He is worth every mile between us.
I wouldn't want to do long distance with any one else.
He really means a lot to me and I care so so much for him.
With that being said.
it is HARD.
You miss the person.
Your friend talks about how "severely" they miss their boyfriend and how they can't wait the thirty minutes to see them. And this is a boyfriend they see every day. And it's hard not to get cranky.
To each person..
Life is a little different.
So for them.
12 hours is a long time.
For me every 12 hours would be AMAZING!
But that is because we have different situations!
I could get all riled up.
But what is that going to help?
She and I have this mutual agreement that we can whine about missing our men. And not get judged for it.
And it is nice.
Because I know she isn't going to be like, "suck it up!"
She is going to be like, "OH MY GOSSHHHHH ME TOOOOOOO!!!!!" And flop near me or eat some chocolate with me.
And honestly that is so much more helpful.
And to be fair.
We knew it was not going to be easy going into this.
But you know there are some AWESOME perks.
1. Our communication skills are awesome.
2. We talk about everything.
3. We talk for hours at a time.
4. We tell great stories.
5. When we do get to see each other it is even MORE special.
6. The "ITS YOU!" hugs are awesome.
7. I mean seriously. The hugs when we first see each other are the best. Totally worth the long drive.
8. I get to write him letters! And mail them!
9. Seriously. We are really good at communicating.
10. I know I can tell him exactly how I feel or think and vice versa.. And we have to talk to work things out if something comes up.
11. Cute texts through the day are super GREAT!
12. It's a lot easier to get work done and be with the person over the phone. Than trying to get work done AND cuddle. (Cuddling is a very important things and takes ones full attention)
So moral of the story.
Fancy food is delicious.
I have a need to dance/stretch
And my Zac is an amazing wonderful human who means the world to me! I cannot wait to see him!
I do know that we are going to the Renaissance Festival.
I have my costume picked out and everything!
I am SO looking forward to that! I cannot wait!
I am going to go to sleep now!
Happy Long weekend!
Yesterday I had meetings all day and the kids had the day off of school. They were quite happy about this.
I think I actually enjoyed this day of meetings because... a) I actually had confidence. B) I learned stuff that will ACTUALLY help me out in my classes.
There was this one part when I asked a question. And to give context for the questions I mentioned that I teach middle school. The lady running that meeting chuckles and says, "There is a special place in heaven for middle school teachers." And you know, I never really know how to respond to that...
I like my job. I like the age of my kids. I REALLY like that I can be sarcastic.
Apparently in one of the meetings a highschool teacher said that the lady speaking said that the teacher should NEVER be sarcastic. I don't think that is even possible! I mean. Really. And honestly I am more facetious than sarcastic. But still. It's the middle school love language.
All middle school teachers know this.
I was at a meeting last year and the guy was all, "Elementary school teachers are all glitter and happiness. Middle school teachers are just balls of sarcasm. I can't remember what Highschool teachers are... But their's was accurate too.
Yesterday was good.
I was even in charge of one of the meetings! I EVEN SURVIVED THAT HARROWING ORDEAL!!!
Then my parent's took me to dinner and brought stuff and bookshelves. YAY! We had my favorite food! It was delicious and my favorite food at the moment. I can eat like EVERYTHING ON THE PLATE! AND IT IS A HUGE PLATE!
It's Thai Food. My favorite is Nam Sod. There is rice noodles, chicken, peanuts, ginger, apples, lime juice, and cilantro, and some other stuff. AND IT IS SO REFRESHING AND DELICIOUS.
I have to take my other book shelf to work. But I have two new bookshelves to replace it.
I am pretty excited! One shelf is going to be science resources, the other is going to be like... fiction books..
I should probably go do that before my date with my old lady friend! She is my lady at ballroom. And she doesn't have plans this weekend so I made some with her. She is just the sweetest old lady!
I will probably write more later.
Today was a Monday.
It wasn't bad necessarily.
It was just a Monday.
Lots of fun things happened.
But I have just had to be grumpy to the kids.
Like stern and just generally grumpy.
And I don't particularly like it.
I like to smile and be goofy.
I have been talking to a few veteran teachers.
They say that this is normal.
They say that at the beginning of the year we get overwhelmed first thing because there is not enough time.
Then we have to set those rules and boundaries with our kids.
Once the first month or two of school is done, then...
Then you can relax.
I guess I had forgotten about the beginning of the year last year.
I was so overwhelmed, and felt like I was drowning.
But i managed.
And I will manage again this year.
Except there is one big difference this year.
I have my Zac to talk to.
I get to talk to him and I think that helps.
In fact I know it helps.
And even though I hate mornings.
I really like getting to talk to him first thing.
He makes mornings so much better.
And I am so glad that he is so good humored.
God has blessed me immensely.
So very very much.
Hello my darling readers.
I have a disclaimer on this one: It's not mushy. It's not light hearted. It is a load of whatever that has been on my mind.
And I do realize I really try to filter.
All the time.
Even on here.
But you know what.
Something in me has decided that enough is enough.
And there may be no logical order in this post.
Bear with me.
I am sure by the end of it all.
Something in this will make sense.
About a month ago my darling boyfriend gave an example of a real life couple. The husband in this couple stood up for his wife. His wife was distressed and crying and the husband stood up for her. Did his best to take care of the situation and to take care of her.
I am not going to lie.
I started crying.
I love my parents dearly.
But I could never see them doing this.
I just can't.
And it breaks my heart.
I wish my parent's had that relationship.
I wish they believed in that happy (but realistic) ending.
I wish they held hands and kissed more.
I wish they were cute and made gross sappy comments.
I wish they would talk more.
I wish I could tell one something and know the other would hear it too.
And it breaks my heart.
I love that my dad gets my mom flowers whenever he can.
I love that my dad admits his mistakes and tries to fix them.
I love that my dad never talks down about my mom.
That to me is love.
Because as I am falling in love with my boyfriend more and more.
I see all these things that love is.
I see all these things that love can become.
It makes me so hopeful.
I know I look like this little cute fluffy ball of energy and cuddles and happiness and d'awwness.
But deep down.
I am a very serious person.
I love being my bouncy self.
I love being smiley and happy and carefree.
But I can be very serious.
And sometimes I feel inadequate.
I am working on that though
I am working on feeling like I am enough.
Granted, that doesn't mean I will stop growing or anything.
But I do want to be okay with the knowledge that I am doing the best I can and be okay with it.
And I know my thoughts are getting all jumbled.
They are all racing to the front of my brain hoping that I will release them.
And I am still trying to methodically choose what I want to say.
So here is a fun story while my brain organizes.
Yesterday me and Zac had this really fun competition.
We competed about productivity.
We had a point system and everything.
I totally creamed him.
But it was a lot of fun and we both got quite a bit done.
We are both very competitive people.
In a good way.
We have fun with it.
It's sorta how we met.
It definitely played a part.
Us being competitive, that is.
That is another thing.
I miss Zac.
I really enjoy seeing him.
I really enjoy spending time with him.
I like holding hands.
I like hugs.
I like the cuddles.
I like getting to actually SEE his face.
I do like the phone calls though.
I like playing the games through facebook messenger.
I like reading a funny/cute text while at work.
I just really like Zac.
School is going pretty good.
A bit bummed about that.
But you know.
It just... ballet.
That is all.
It's not like I NEED to dance...
I just enjoy it.
I am actually kind of devastated.
But I mean.
I have to move on sometime right?
Don't get me wrong.
I am going to call up the other studios
See if they need a teacher.
If they say no.
It means it is time to let that go.
No more pointe shoes.
No more hairspray.
No more tutu's
No more choreography.
Which has other adventures and perks about it.
And it will be okay.
It will be alright.
It's time for me to grow up and move on.
No more dance.
And it's okay.
Everything is going to be okay.
Of course it will.
School will be good.
Life will be good.
And I realized today that I had received a laptop for each graduation as a present and had to give them both up. Which is fine.
But being told at some point or another that I think about myself too much?!
If I thought about myself I would have held onto them. Because I needed them.
And I know this is petty.
But it bothers me.
And I sit here.
And I tell myself that I should not be bothered by stuff in the past.
That i need to get over it.
That I had a great childhood.
And I did.
So then why the heck do things bother me?!
They aren't even important anymore!
Like the laptops.
I have a job.
I can buy a new one.
My boyfriend thinks I am beautiful. So why should it matter if my mom thinks I am getting "flabby."
And why am I thinking about that anyways?!
There is literally no point in thinking about that.
There is literally no reason to be thinking that.
And i know this is a long and confusing post.
I am sorry.
To move forward in life.
I have to let go of a lot of things.
And I am working on it.
God is working on it too.
So I know he will shape me as he wants me.
I've done it.
I have survived the first full week of school.
It was a very.... adventurous.... week.
I feel like a whole year has passed in a week.
It was definitely not boring.
Found out who THAT mom is going to be this year.
Found out which student you are rooting for but also kind of makes you want to smash your head into the wall out of frustration.
Which sounds horrible.
But it common.
We see all this potential and we want the kid to succeed.
But at the same the kid just makes you wanna beat your head into a wall.
You don't hate the kid.
You just want to beat your head into the wall.
I really don't have any other way of explaining that feeling.
If you are a teacher. You know EXACTLY what I mean.
I have already graded a bunch of assignments.
I am going to input them tonight for an EXCITING Friday night.
My Friday won't be the MOST thrilling thing in the world.
And that is okay.
I am going to eat some Mac and Cheese.
Maybe some rice.
Have some Ice cream that the male-whom-I-am-fond-of got me the last time I saw him...
Read some books.
Grade some papers.
And use the sleep.
Sweet, sweet sleep.
My girls are going out tonight.
I am gonna miss that.
But money. You know?
I got my fluffball, and I am sure my pup will cuddle with me.
And of course I am writing this.
So that is exciting.
And though there still be stuff I would love to write down.
I think I am going to end it here so that you can go out and do something fabulous and exciting tonight.
And if you are partaking in a similar experience that I am.
Enjoy your ice cream!!!
Today there was a solar eclipse.
I was blessed enough to work in a school where we took a field trip to where there was FULL totality.
I have seen a lot of amazing things in my life.
But this one... just blew me away.
God's creation is amazing.
It takes my breath away.
First off the whole process is amazing to watch.
As you look, you see less and less of the sun.
It wanes away.
The day light dims.
The way the light dims is so eerie. Almost like a storm is rolling in.
You could feel this strangeness in the air.
And your mind was so confused because you heard crickets and cicadas.
The air went still.
(I know why scientifically.. but it was still so cool!)
The light dimmed.
Everything got quiet.
The last of the light gleamed and then.
But not total darkness.
It was like stuck in the most beautiful twilight.
The sky was like green, blue, and lavender and a faded orange.
Street lamps turned on.
And the sun.
The sun had the most beautiful pure white ring around it.
(The atmosphere of the sun)
And it was literally the most white thing I have ever seen!
It almost didn't even look real!
The black of the moon was the darkest of blacks.
In the shimmery multicolored sky, were these stars... and venus.
You could see venus.
Then just as your eyes thought it soaked everything up...
Light started to flood back onto the earth.
And it was just.
And I could think only two things.
1) I can totally see how ancient people would have freaked out
2) God is amazing. i mean he created that!
God has placed these beautiful things on Earth.
And it is the true meaning of awesome.
It just put you in awe.
It makes you realize how big and powerful God is.
He ORCHESTRATED that.
Oh my gosh.
I hope I can see another one someday.
It was a GREAT field trip!
School started this past week.
WHAT A WILD WEEK!
It went by so fast and it shall continue to, I feel.
But overall it is has been good.
This past week went SO MUCH better than last year.
Last year was my first year and I had no clue as to what I was doing in the slightest.
I sorta knew what I was doing.
I did study this.
Doing it is a lot different than just talking about it.
There are DEFINITELY still things to learn.
But I feel more... confident this year..
WAY more confident.
And I think that is a good thing.
I feel like I can breathe.
The kids are already being their wonderful goofy selfs.
My fifth graders are "My fantastic Fifth graders" this year.
Last year, it was awesome fifth graders.
And this year it is Fantastic.
They want to put it on a float in the parade.
Which is actually really cool.
I noticed I do this thing where..
The more annoyed I am with them,
the more likely I am to use this term.
Maybe it is to remind myself that these kids are fantastic.
We have a field trip tomorrow.
Wish us luck
Sunday was my official last day of summer.
Work started Friday but it was just our intro meeting.
So I still had the weekend for summer doings.
I do believe my last day of summer was my favorite day of summer.
I had an impromptu visit by the male-whom-I-am-fond-of.
We had talked about it the day before.
But it was so up in the air.
He calls me Sunday.
Confirms he is going to come visit me.
I was so excited.
I love visits from my boyfriend!
He knocks on the door.
I spring up excitedly and open the door.
There he is.
Leaning against the door frame.
He hands me a toaster.
Because the night before I had had a really long monologue.
Toasters and bagel sandwiches.
So my darling Goob brought a toaster!!!
Which was just the sweetest surprise!
So that was a sweet surprise!
Then I got to hug him.
Which was really nice.
I like his hugs.
They are the best.
(HE ALSO CALLED ME "MY GIRL!!!")
(To the guys wondering why that is so exciting...
Girls totally melt at that and we are like...
Melty. On the inside... and probably the outside...
And it makes me melty just thinking about it...
Cause... I am HIS girl!!! And it just makes me happy)
After the hug, he tells me to get my shoes on.
That we have to go grocery shopping.
So we walk to the grocery store.
(it's not very far from me).
I have no clue what we are there for.
He leads me to the chocolate aisle.
Puts his arm around me and tells me to pick out anything.
HE GOT ME CHOCOLATE FOR SCHOOL!
And it was just so sweet.
So ridiculously sweet.
And have I broken into the chocolate?
Yes I have.
After our grocery shopping.
We went down to a touristy area of my town.
We walked and talked for a bit.
We even stopped in one of the cheesy souvenir shops.
As if the chocolate and the toaster were not the sweetest things..
He danced with me...
(He will deny this. So don't bother asking him.)
BUT HE DID!
God has blessed me with this guy.
Then we got food.
It was good food.
It was Thai Food.
I love this Thai place.
It is my favorite Thai place... EVER!
After that we went mini golfing.
We took ridiculous selfies.
We goofed off.
By only by like.. 3 points.
It was a fun day.
Adventures with him are the best.
And that day was so nice.
It was a perfect ending to a wonderful summer.
I cannot wait to see what other adventures we will go on.
But I am so so thankful for my best friend.
Because he truly is my best friend.
Don't get me wrong.
He isn't perfect.
No one is.
But he is the best in my eyes.
Just like somethings are better for one person more than another
People can be the same way.
Just because he is my best.
Doesn't mean that your best isn't just as wonderful.
So go enjoy the evening with your best friend.
I am going to get some dinner and call my best friend.
Good night sweet readers.
School starts tomorrow and so do school stories!!!!
Not going to lie.
This morning was actually a rough start.
Initially it was great!
I was laying in bed, all snuggled under the comferter
Rain was falling outside the window
My dog was cuddled next to me.
It was warm and lovely, and quite frankly I didn't want to leave.
Then I left.
I left the warmth and safety of the blankets and started my day.
I got some very disgruntling news.
I became rather... disgruntled... and stressed.
I was driving to work talking to God and kind of freaking out, but also remembering his promises because he has never ever failed me and he ain't gonna start now.
When I realized.
My phone was ringing.
It was playing a very specific ringtone.
One I normally don't hear on Thursday nor in the morning...
It was the-male-whom-I-am-fond-of...
Confused, but pleasantly surprised I answered the phone.
"Hey!" He whispered, "I love you."
I smiled and said, "I love you too."
Just as I was saying that the phone beeped.
Announcing he had hung up just as quickly as he had called.
I started to cry.
Not because I was sad.
But because I just had really needed that at that precise moment
Remember how I mentioned God has never failed me?
God knew what I needed in the moment.
And God provided.
And I cried because girls are weird and we cry.
Whether we are happy, sad, or stressed.
So I called him back.
Told him I love him too.
He told me I am I goofball.
We talked for a while.
And that five minute call helped my day turn around.
Then I got to school and was immediately dragged into a meeting.
I got a sort of schedule.
Not a set schedule.
But a semi-planned plan.
And that helps me not feel so "AHHHHH"
There is this little event happening.
It's the Solar Eclipse.
I have been waiting since I was ten to see it in totality.
And our school is bussing our whole school to this park where there is totality.
It's a small school. Which means this is possible.
I have to have plans though.
There are speakers.
It is happening on the fourth day of school.
Plus trying to get all the first day stuff done.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE!
I have one year of experience under my belt!
It is great!
I got so much done today!
Really! I did!!!
That helped my day too.
Then, because it is Thursday,
I teach the baby class.
And I love teaching the baby class.
And God gave me this REALLY good idea on how to do pose.
And so that was very exciting too!
And so even though my day started out kind of rocky.
It turned into a pretty good day.
Tomorrow is our first contract day.
Which means there are meetings and I actually have to be at work by a specific time.
Open house is Monday.
I am *mutters under breath* excited. I guess.
I am looking forward to my school year.
It is gonna be a running start.
I will keep you posted.
With school starting...
That means I will be writing school stories again and you won't have to read just super sappy things about how wonderful my boyfriend is! :D I am sure you are looking forward to that!
Have a good night dear readers.
Sometimes I love talking to people.
I especially love talking to people who are older than me.
Because they can be so wise!
I met this teacher at this conference.
(I will explain the tortures of that conference later).
She is a science teacher.
We decided to hang out outside at the grill.
So we talked.
She shared what she does, and gave me pointers on teaching science.
Which I will always accept those pointers.
Then she started giving me advice on life.
And I am not going to divulge it exactly...
But one thing I got out of it was...
It is good to be independent. But it is good to feel needed and to make another feel needed.
It is okay to be an A-type, but you have to remember to breathe and not worry all the time about what people think.
It is important to stay true to you.
That is the gist of it.
And while it seems cliche.
It is very true.
And I am so glad I got to talk to her.
I met her at this electricity conference.
"Must have been short! How much could one person talk about electricity!!"
THE FIRST DAY WAS NINE HOURS!
THE SECOND DAY WAS EIGHT HOURS!!!
THE SPEAKERS AVERAGED ON 90 SLIDES!
FOUR OF THOSE SLIDES WERE ON THE TRANSPORTATION OF WOOD TO BE PROCESSED FOR ENERGY!!!!
JUST THE TRANSPORTATION!
THAT DOESN'T EVEN INCLUDE THE DIFFERENT WAYS OF WOOD CHIPPING!!!
Everything was so over my head because these engineers were like, "Science teachers!? PERFECT!" And talked in such high language. I zoned through most of it. Got a lot of things typed up that I had been procrastinating.
I even wrote Zac a 6 page letter... and a four page letter the next day... (on what was being talked about... and puns. lots of pus.)
Don't get me wrong.
Some of the science teachers have actually been scientists. They sounded so smart! They kept up with the speakers.
The rest of us... tried...
We got to go on two tours today.
There was WAY too much sitting for my taste.
The first one was AT least an hour of sitting while the guy talked smart jargon about solar panels and the cost and the projections.. Honestly. I don't even know what the projections were for.
Then we went outside for like... 5 minutes.
BUT WE GOT A FREE EXTENSION CORD AND I AM LEGITLY HAPPY ABOUT THAT!!!
Then we went to another place.
We sat for another hour.
But at least we got to walk around the plant.
Unfortunately, again... they talked really smarticle.
Not to mention.
Us teachers were getting very tired and hangry and we all had long drives.
BUT WE GOT GREAT FREE STUFF!
Not gonna lie.
I did this conference, not for the single random masters credit...
I did this conference for the free resources and the electricity plant tour.
And those two things were actually pretty cool!
It was in fact a very very good conference.
I got to see the male-whom-I-am-Fond-of for two days!
IN A ROW!!!!
It was so exciting!
On Wednesday I drove up there and when I got there he flung open the door.
I took one look at him and started laughing.
"What... Why? just... no..."
He was wearing plaid shorts and a plaid top.
So there he is.
Standing there with this cute grin on his face.
Wearing this goofy outfit.
He holds out his arms for a hug.
I shake my head.
"Not until you change."
Then I got to hug him.
It was nice to get to hug him.
I like hugging him.
Its safe and warm and cuddly.
We were going to go to the zoo on Wednesday but other stuff came up.
So instead we had a really nice chill day.
There was a good Bible study.
We had enchiladas.
We watched Boss Baby.
That movie is HILAIROUS.
SO MANY REFERENCES!!
If you have not seen it... you should.
Then we went to game stop and got a game to play.
So the silly goober got a box of rice krispies for the prize.
He doesn't actually like rice krispies as a cereal so we decided we were going to make rice krispie treats.
Like the whole box worth.
So after we got the game (Lego Movie Lego game)
As we were walking out of Game stop he pretended as though he was gonna go for a piggie back ride.
That ended up with him offering to give me a piggie back ride all the way through Hyvee.
It was pretty impressive.
We were even able to get the stuff off the lower shelves!
And some of the looks were priceless.
After a little bit of game play we went outside.
It was starless star gazing, but the whole idea was so sweet.
We had cookies and milk and everything!
It's funny how different the "how we met" stories differ between girls and guys.
I mean, for me, it also depends on who is asking and if they ask any follow up questions.
The next morning I drove back to his to his place.
I knock on the door.
He opens it.
And leans against the doorframe.
Dressed as the most nerdiest Erkle type nerd you can imagine.
Suspenders and bowtie included.
And in his most Erkle like voice he says,
"Hey hot stuff. How are you doing?!"
And I laughed.
He did get a hug this time.
Anything is better than plaid on plaid.
He did change.
But he kept wearing his converses.
That made me happy cause I was wearing converses too!
We went to the zoo.
The Zoo is HUGE!
While there. This conversation happened, after my sad attempt at making and elephant noise.
Zac: those are both male elephants.. They have tusks.
Me: no.. I am pretty sure that females can have tusks too..
*walks a little ways and sees a zookeeper type person talking about the elephants. We join the small group listening and Zac nudges me on to ask*
Me: do only male elephants have tusks?
Zookeeper: Actually no!
Me: Ha! *looks pointedly at Zac*
Zookeeper: *chuckles* Well, he is partially right. These are African elephants. Both males and females have tusks. However, Asian elephants, only the male have tusks that you can see. Females have them, but they do not protrude enough to show. They are actually called tushes [pronounced tooshies].
Me & Zac: *snickers at the word tushes*
Zac: well! You learn something new every day!
*we walk off*
Zac: I will concede, but knowing that they are called tushes makes it so worth it!
All during the zoo we made all sorts of Disney references.
I got to hold his hand <3
We got to see the penguins.
I learned he HATES snakes.
Then we went to this AMAZINGLY DELICIOUS Chinese place.
The food was so good and there was so much of it!
Then we were so full we had to take a nap.
Naps are my favorite.
They are so warm and cuddly.
They are simple and sweet.
I love naps anyways.
He just makes them even better! :D
Then we made rice krispie treats.
There was so much Rice Krispie Treat!
But they turned out really good.
He wanted to use the rainbow marshmallows.
However, we forgot that they would turn sort of brown...
Cause they mixed when they melted...
But they were still delicious.
And then there was game night.
Which was really fun.
Here are my favorite lines.
Him: You have something on your face...
Him: MY AFFECTION!!!! *kisses my cheek*
*Chemistry comes up (like the subject)*
Him: Chemistry has lots of numbers
Me: Like... your phone number?
Him: Ohhh! That was smooth!!!!
Him: *Leans in close to my face, and puts his eye to my eye and gives little butterfly kisses*
Me: Why... is your eye on my eye?
Him: Eyes are the windows to your soul... I am trying to see your soul... but it is dark...
Me: Like mah soul...
He also would give me sneaky kisses at the zoo.
He makes my heart melt.
I had tried to be sneaky and hide a present for him.
It was scented markers because he had never had them.
I hid them with his cookies with the intention of him finding it after I left.
He was talking about markers or something and he goes.
"Yeah I can do that. I have smelly markers."
And looks at me with this pointed look.
I exclaimed loudly, "YOU FOUND THEM?! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO GET COOKIES YET!!!"
And he was like, "I didn't I just knew that there was something with the cookies because you were way too eager to get the cookies the other night."
Then I had asked him if he would get me a rice krispie treat while he got one for himself. He did. But then he ate it.
So I asked him if he would get some more and he did, but announced to the other guys at game night, "This in no way means I am whipped." And the other guys were all, "Uh-huh. You just keep telling yourself that."
Leaving was really hard that night.
I don't like that bit.
I love seeing him.
I hate leaving him.
When I am with him. All is right with the world.
I am in the safe place.
I am home.
Like really home.
It is a phenomenal feeling.
He is the sweetest most wonderful goober.
I cannot wait for our next adventures.
Who am I kidding?!
I cannot wait for our next phone call!
Sunday's seem to be my thinking day.
Who am I kidding?
I think every day.
But Sundays seem to be the day I revel in thought.
I don't even know how to word the thought processes that swirl in my mind like a windy fall day. Blowing loose thoughts about in an un-orderly fashion. Blown about until the wind turns to a light breeze and they are deposited on the ground to be stepped on or forgotten.
I do not know how describe the vivid and colorful way that my brain arranges memories. Keeping the favorites near the front to be readily seen and admired.
I cannot even begin to depict the rapid fire way that my brain spews information and takes it in and sorts it.. and sometimes even just sits there. Holding onto a single thought. Turning it over and over to fully inspect it. To gain clues from it. To glean any information about it.
And yet I wish I could share the way happiness swells inside me like a symphony reaching its climax. The swirling tones dancing about until I can no longer contain it and it is released only with a laugh or smile.
Sometimes my thoughts feel like pure poetry as I am trying to memorize every detail of the moment. And other times they are like. "Cheese. Yes... Cheese good."
Sometimes I get lost in the thoughts I am having and when pulled out of them... I have no idea what they were or where I was.
I always wanted to be writer because my brain has this fantastic places I would love to share. And I can never seem to get the words right.
Words are so hard. It is so much easier to write out my thoughts. To pause between words and taste test the way the word adds the flavor to the sentence. It is just so much better.
When you speak you have to say it quickly. You can't flavor check. And sometimes people don't want you to overthink it and talking is hard.
Good thing I became a teacher! Ammiright?!
that is about as good as this post is going to get.
Have a goodnight.
For those of you who know me...
Or who have read some of my posts...
You know I love Pride and Prejudice.
There is one movie that I love EVEN MORE than Pride and Prejudice.
That movie is "You've Got Mail."
It has Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks.
And I mean obviously it is great...
It has Tom Hanks!!
Brittany gave me a movie that she had an extra copy of.
It is called "Shop Around the Corner."
And it is actually is mentioned in "You've Got Mail."
"The Shop Around the Corner" is an old black and white film.
It has Jimmy Stewert in it.
And it is just so much sweeter.
I love love love the line about the wallet.
"Besides being practical, a wallet is romantic. On one side your latest letter and on the other side a picture of you. And when he opens it there you are. And that's all the music he needs."
Granted. He was talking about his own present. But she doesn't know that.
It's a very confusing relationship.
But still a really sweet movie.
So if you want to watch a good old fashioned classic.
I highly suggest "The Shop Around the Corner."
I definitely squealed during it.
So. Yes. I am a sap.
The-male-whom-I-am-fond-of knows this.
If I may be so bold as to say...
As much as I like my movies.
Especially well done ones that pull at your heart strings and make you squeal with happiness that things worked out...
I think real life is better.
Because... Real life has way more magic than the silver screen will ever be able to portray.
So even though I like my movies.
I like my life better.
And I think one of the sweetest things I have ever heard... (Just one mind you. I have had quite a few sweet lines from the male-whom-I-am-fond-of/boyfriend) was, "Do you want to rewind back to that part? I know it is your favorite." While watching Pride and Prejudice.
And if that is not one of the sweetest things ever... I don't know what is. Because... most guys do not like to watch that movie. (The original. I am told the zombie one is more preferable.) And he not only watched it with me... but he offered to re-watch my favorite scene. He is a keeper!
He is wonderful.
I am a sappy person.. One could say even a gooey chocolate chip cookie...
I think we are a good match.
I get to see him in a few days.
I am so so so excited.
Happy Thursday Night!
Today was my mom's birthday!
She turning another year.
(Isn't that just the way it works out.)
We were supposed to go look at dogs.
But that fell through on the other person's end.
So I asked mom if she wanted to do lunch.
We got Mexican Food.
I didn't speak Spanish and the waiter was really confused...
Cause I always speak Spanish and he knows it.
It was awkward.
I should have just spoken in Spanish.
Then we decided to go to different antique stores.
It was so much fun!
I sent Zac a picture of every clown that I found.
Creepy. Or not.
They were all creepy.
I sent him... oh.. roughly... 26 pictures.
Some pictures had more than 1 clown.
He is such a good sport.
Then I taught the baby class.
I love teaching the toddlers.
Toddlers are SO much smarter than adults even realize.
They are entertaining.
We went to this one place and I got more books for my students as well as some movies.
It was a good day.
I am now watching a movie and just finished with a face mask.
My face is now so soft.
Which I suppose is really weird to write on a blog...
But just so you know.
My face is so soft.
Well I am going to enjoy the rest of the night.
I hope you do so too.
This past week has been interesting to say the least!
I painted a floor.
It was a concrete floor.
I painted the base this lovely greenish color.
Then I found stencils and pieced together this really pretty design and stenciled the floor.
It took like... 9 hours.
It was a long time.
But I listened to music in 5 different languages.
And I did something super productive.
I am so painting my floor in my future house.
It really looks so nice and it gives it this lovely personal touch.
I also felt so accomplished.
You know how when you set out to do a really big task that you don't feel qualified enough for and then you are blessed and your hard work pays off and you end up doing such a really nice job?
I am having that, "Wow. I did a really nice job." Sort of feeling.
It's a nice feeling.
Then yesterday, a friend and I had an adventure day!
She and I went to a bunch of shops in the mall.
We got headaches from smelling the lotions and perfume.
It was fun!
Then we got ice cream.
Oh! I got some Miss Frizzle earrings from the only accessory store in the area.
And they are perfect.
Then we got ice cream and we got dollar reading glasses.
She and I got way too much enjoyment from the glasses.
We took pictures.
Aren't they awesome?!
This was our favorite picture.
It makes us laugh.
Then we watched LaLa Land.
She had never seen.
It is such a good movie!
You should watch it.
The music is fantastic.
The filmography is awesome.
The storyline is done well.
And it is just like the old American classics.
You should watch it.
And the end dance scene has little easter eggs from Gene Kelly Movies.
Which is SO COOL!
I love old movies.
What is your favorite old movie?
Yesterday I got to see the-male-whom-I-am-fond-of.
(Aka my boyfriend!)
I left my apartment early in the morning.
The clouds only just rising from the ground into the sky.
(Seriously. They do that here.)
The air still coolish and fresh from the night.
And I drove to the town my boyfriend lives.
It was a pleasant drive.
I think the best part was when I got there, though.
He made me coffee and I got a hug.
Those two things alone made the trip more than worthwhile.
He had to run an errand so I got to work on some school stuff.
I actually got a foldable done and it was very exciting.
We decided to go on a picnic.
It was a beautiful day for a picnic.
It might have been a little toasty, but the day itself was lovely.
We sat under a tree where the pond was visible.
We could see kids playing on the other side of the water.
Ducks were gliding on the silver liquid.
Birds were singing.
We had sandwiches and cookies.
(We forgot to eat the cookies.)
(How? Not really sure.)
We were sitting there.
The beautiful landscape surrounding us.
The birds creating background music.
I had just taken a bite of my sandwich and was staring at the water.
He leans in close...
Takes a bite of my sandwich.
I laughed so hard.
So did he.
He has a very nice laugh.
Then we went for a walk after dropping the picnic stuff off.
We walked to his school.
(It's very small)
And he showed me around.
He taught me chess.
A long time ago he said he would teach me.
So he teaches me the basics.
And we were playing the game.
He moves his knight backwards.
Confusion riddled my brain.
Found out that pieces can move backwards.
But he was sweet and told people I totally creamed him.
But he won.
He is a sweetheart.
Then we took a tour of the fancy library.
Then we had dinner and I had to leave.
So did he.
It might have only been like... 10 hours.
But they were 10 wonderful hours with the-male-whom-I-am-fond-of.
I am super excited that I know how to play chess now.
Now I can get completely slaughtered by my brother.
Woot. I am sure that will be exciting. For him.
I have this list of "Little Things"
Just silly little things that happens that makes me content/happy.
I suggest you do this.
A) Each thing has some sort of memory attached
B) It's a good way to have something to look at when you are feeling down.
C) Lists are really fun to make.
Also, I apologize if you do not like my "sappy" posts.
I use these to kind of help me have something to remember events. Because... why not?
Have a wonderful night.
I must go make dinner.
The stupidest insecurities ambush you.
They swirl in your brain.
Feeding you lies that not even you have reason to believe.
Yet here we are.
Curled up under our favorite fluffy blanket.
Eating chocolate and watching the office.
Uncertainty wafting through your brain like a cheap perfume.
"maybe... maybe this time it is right..."
But you know what.
No one needs that kind of cheap perfume in their life.
Because you know you deserve the good stuff.
Because this time it is not right.
It never has been before.
Why should it start now?
Oh and that past stuff that jumps out like clowns in a haunted house?
There to scare you and make you even more uncertain.
Do what you would do to a real clown..
The past does not define who you are.
The past does not determine the future.
Time is fickle in that way.
My dear, wonderful, darling readers...
If you are feeling insecure today.
Know that there are people who think you are awesome.
You are a fantastic human being.
God made you.
And that is a pretty big deal.
So continue to watch the office...
But try to watch it with a kind of pompous victory instead.
And keep the blanket close.
Cuddly blankets are important.
Stay awesome dear readers and have a good rest of your day.
Here I am sittting in Star Bucks.
Blues is playing in the background.
The smooth jazzy music enveloping me.
The internet does not work at my apartment and my neighbor is not there to reset the router.
So I am sitting here at the smallest table hidden in the corner.
You know how-
This lady is talking about a minnow shot.
An actual MINNOW in her patron...
Like a fish...
And she swallowed it...
With the shot....
I am putting in my own earbuds.
With my own music because...
Back to what I was writing.
What WAS I writing?!
You know how some mornings you wake up...
And you are not crabby persay... but you are like...
Not your usual peppy self?
And your brain is swirling.
And you don't want to seem moody because by golly it is a BEAUTIFUL DAY?!
And you do everything you can to change your mood?
And while it works in a way.. deep down that "grrr-ness" is still there?
If you are feeling that way today.
It's not just you!
One thing I love to do when I am like this...
Is people watch.
People are weird... (minnow lady)
But also wonderful.
Especially coffee drinkers.
I love how everyone congregates where the drinks are given.
As if standing there makes the drinks arrive faster.
It's like a watering hole in the wild.
Instead of sitting and waiting,
so many people stand there and wait and watch.
And THAT is when people can be so cool!
People waiting tend to talk to others. They find those amazing and silly little connections and just... bond.
Whether it be about coffee..
An article of clothing.
Finding out that similar jobs are held.
They are civil to these people they have never met before!
And yet in the news all you hear is about how awful people are.
How people are so hateful.
I have yet to see any hatefullness.
No one has yelled at someone for being different.
No one has started a fight.
No one has belittled another.
Maybe Starbucks is magical.
Maybe coffee itself is magical.
People are sitting outside laughing and talking.
Hiding under the shade of the umbrellas.
The baristas are having a grand ole time.
One is doing a Jersey accent just because he can.
They are doing an elaborate dance.
Swirling around each other.
Ducking under reaching arms.
And older couple walked in hand-in-hand.
It's kinda like when Zac and I were at the Jazz concert.
In front of us were two guys, in front of them were two women, in front of THEM were two guys, and in front of that group of guys were two women.
(LIKE A PATTERN!!!!!)
Well in the that farthest row of women, one of the women had her hand reached back onto her man's knee.
And even Zac was all, "It was nice to see.. It's not just... you know..."
And it is.
People are magical.
Yesterday I met a retired science teacher.
I was in line at a fast food chain. I just wanted a small something and then I was going to study for a test.
Well there was this older gentleman in front of me and we started talking. He asked what my book was. So I explained that I am a middle school science teacher.
Found out he used to teach science as well.
He shared some FANTASTIC ideas.
It's so funny how people bond.
I have found that teachers bond so much.
Perhaps that is because I am a teacher and I tend to bond with other teachers...
No one understands a teacher like another teacher.
Just like you probably bond with people who work the same line as you.
To see the little bits of magic in the world.
I am going to log off now.
Because you have read a lot.
Have a wonderful day full of magic and blessings.
You all are wonderful.
A chocoholic, chronic writer who is obsessed with Snoopy and anything as such. She also can be found curled under a warm fluffy blanket, lesson planning, journalling, or blogging.