Oh, internet....

I live in the same town I've lived in all my life. Most of my friends do not. Do you know how hard it is to make new friends when you are not new to the area?

Unemployed.

Done with school (and grad school was all married women at least 10 yrs older than you).

Anyways, the internet is the main source of my connections to friends. I have a friend who I used to play softball with in the summers who has moved to Oregon. He recently started a blog with just posts of things he found on the internet that were funny. We have a similar sense of crude humor at times, so I frequent his page occasionally.

Today, I ran out of things to read from there. So, I decided to check out some of his followers.

Low and behold, I found a blogger... who should most definitely be my husband new best friend.
Educated
Has a job
Finds the same things I find funny, funny.
Respects the military
Spoke out against a friend for using derogatory terms
Good taste in music.

Ever "read" someone and just know you'd hit it off?


But alas, we are on the opposite ends of the country and if I were to leave a comment with a marriage proposal request for him to be my new best friend who I could have adventures with and share secrets with -- well, I might be slapped with a restraining order. (Especially since he seems to just blog for family and friends and not for the desire for a large readership.)

Can't have a restraining order. Who wants to be friends with restraining order girl?

Interview Alert!

So, I haven't written in a while. Really there hasn't been much to write about.
I like lazy summers.

Except for while I travel.

Then I try to fit in as much as I can.

Mostly, I've been looking for jobs to apply for.

There haven't been many within my licensure area. The ones there were, I wasn't called for most of them. Most of the time I got a letter saying they went with an internal candidate.

But! Thursday I have a job interview for a part-time position as a tutor (similar to Title 1 teacher, but this district doesn't get Title 1 funds).

If I get it -- next year, I WILL BE THE INTERNAL CANDIDATE!

Home

Always trying to
please everyone but myself
It is too much work.

Just to make you laugh...

I believe this actually aired. I laughed so hard watching this.

My heart belongs to the home team...

My soldier has been razzing on me for the sports team I like. Turns out the man has a sense of humor. He told me he is going to find a support group for fans of my team who need to move on with their lives. Ha ha.

A true fan is a fan who supports the team even when they suck.

Anyways, turns out my soldier is a fan of Da Bears.

So I e-mailed the team, explaining I had adopted a soldier who was deployed and was a huge fan of their team. They are sending me a personalized card and a scroll banner to send to him (I'm not sure what a scroll banner is -- scroll makes me think vertical, banner - horizontal). But I was just thrilled to get a response.

So, my 2nd favorite football team is officially the Bears. As long as they actually mail it.

Hooray!

My license with the Reading Endorsement listed on it appeared today. Finally! Departments of Education can be so slow today.

This will hopefully open up a few more doors for me when I apply for jobs.

You are not a teenager

Dear Dad,
You have been driving my car all week and part of the previous week, because without even mentioning it to me -- you leant your car to your sister who doesn't have a car right now because of a predicament she's put herself in. I've been stuck at home during my summer vacation -- bored as possible. Unable to do all the plans I had. These past 2 weeks are the first I've been able to do anything in a while -- because I finished my capstone and my grad class is finally over. By the time we get the car back, I am having oral surgery and will be stuck in bed for a few days. Basically, I've gone stir crazy and wasted much of my vacation time. I've done so without complaining -- despite being clearly annoyed.

In case you forgot my room is above the garage.

So when you opened the garage at 7 am and then pulled my car out with the music blaring and the bass up louder than I've ever had it in my life -- and then PARKED it outside my bedroom window for about 5 minutes. You woke me up.

I was so mad about this that it took me a LONG time to fall back asleep.

Then when I woke up, you said something to me about sleeping the day away.

Zip it.

1 = 101

Since I currently only have one friend deployed to Afghanistan, and no one has his APO I decided to go to Adopt a U.S. Soldier.... and adopt a soldier.

I was assigned a soldier in Afghanistan who happens to be the Company Commander of 100 men who get little mail. I am only expected to support that one soldier, but of course I want to help out as much as I can. The good thing about this program is they always assign multiple people to a soldier so they are always getting support, and if one adopter gets caught up with life, there are always other people to send mail to him/her.

I just sent my first package to him today:

• 1 burt's bees lipbalm and a 2 pack of max block chapstick,
• 3 packs of travel antibacterial wipes,
• 3 bouncy balls,
• 1 Burt's Bee's Foot creme
• travel bottles of aloe gel
• 1 travel size Jergen's lotion,
• 2 pain patches,
• 3 travel bottles of Pert Plus (shampoo and conditioner in 1),
• 1 Bath and Body lotion mini bottle non-girly smell,
• 1 travel size thing of tooth paste,
• 4 pack of tooth brushes with caps to keep sand out,
• 1 bar of Irish Spring,
• 1 Axe body wash travel size,
• 1 Old Spice body wash travel size,
• thing of safety pins,
• 2 four packs of AA batteries,
• 7 magazines
• and glow in the dark bracelets :-)

Happy Dance

I just checked my grades online for the summer semester that just finished. I got an AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Now all I need is an A on my Capstone Paper, and I graduate with a 4.0.

Teaching Special Ed in an urban area + night courses + working to get A's in every class including Statistics, is the real reason why I haven't been dating too much.

Not desperation.

I'm not desperate

My mom offered to pay for internet dating for me today...

Not that I am against the idea of it entirely...


but I don't need for my mom to pay for me to get dates!

Blah.