Wrestling Mom, Part II; WTF Parents?!

I wrote a post a couple of weeks ago about my first experience as a mom of boys in wrestling. This is my first ever time being involved in any type of sports and I wasn't quite sure what to expect. I made it through my first meet and had a few funny experiences. I've decided that I want to blog about real life things that happen to me, so blogging about my second wrestling experience seemed just perfect for the job!

My sons' second wrestling meet was at my old high school, so I was kind of excited to go back to my hometown and hopefully see some old friends. My mom decided to come along for this one since it was only a few minutes from her home.

My first complaint stemmed from my first experience but I just forgot to include it in the last post. Bleachers are the work of the devil, I do believe. I don't like heights and I don't really like stairs. My school didn't even have hand rails for people to hold on to. Once you get to your seat, it's pretty close quarters. What the fuck is up with people not moving their shit out of the damned way?? At the first wrestling meet, we had one mom who just piled up her heaps of coats and back packs on the walk area behind her seat. If someone tried to walk through, they would have to try to walk around this pile of crap. One kid tripped and fell over the shit, but luckily he fell face first into the pile of coats. The woman would see everyone having to walk around all of their crap, but would she move it? Of course not! That would just be common courtesy, right??  My mom walks with a cane due to bad knees and she was having a hard enough time getting up and down the bleachers, then it just made it worse because people were too fucking self centered to move their shit out of the damned way! I stepped on a few people's coats just because I was pissed off and didn't give a rat's ass any more!

I loved watching the tiny little wrestlers. The youngest ones looked to only be about 5 years old. They looked so tiny but a couple of them were ripped and mean little bastards! ha!

My kids suck at wrestling. I know, I'm their mom and that sounds horrible but it's true. Every match they had, they were pinned almost immediately. This is only their first year doing it and they are going up against kids who have been doing this for 3-4 years, so they definitely have a disadvantage. Boy #1 was afraid to do his 3rd match because he watched the other kid hurt another kid in a match. He just didn't seem into it that whole day. When we got up Sunday morning, he was complaining that he was tired and didn't want to go. Then before the match started he was acting really nervous and scared. When he went out for his first match, he tripped over the mat and fell face first into the mat.When he said he didn't want to do his last match, I asked him why and he said because during the second match, the kid hurt his cheek.. then he started getting teary eyed! We finally talked him into at least trying and not giving up.. so he did give it a go, but was pinned very quickly! He was having a bad day and I'm worried that he will get discouraged and not want to try any more. I know it's their first year, but it's gotta feel like crap to them to be taken down so quickly.

Speaking of teary eyed, I can't believe how many boys cry over/during wrestling. Some kids cry because they got hurt during the match, while others cry because they lost. Then the parents come running in to pick them up and cradle them like a little baby. LMAO, suck it up, kids! No seriously, it happened to be one of my "bad" days where everything was making me cry, so just about every time I saw any kids bawling, I had to fight back the tears. I hate being a girl some times!!! I don't want my kids to get hurt, of course, but come on, it's wrestling.. it's going to happen eventually or they aren't doing it right!

Then there was the kid who had no hand and only part of his lower arm. Yes, he had a disadvantage because he couldn't grab his opponent on both sides of their body to flip them over. Even though he lost his matches, that kid gave it all he had and did better than my kids! I hope my boys' can learn from that kid.

Wrestling Parents: What the fuck is wrong with you??? Some of these dads just go insane yelling at their little boys. I mean, these are little little boys, not even teenagers and these dads just scream and yell at them to win! After Son #1's last match, the other kid's dad told his kid, "See, I told you that kid wasn't nothin to you!". My husband heard that, and well, my husband is not one to keep his mouth shut. He went off on the guy telling him that he shouldn't be telling his kid that. I think the guy got mouthy back until my husband offered to take him out on the mat.. then he walked away.

In another match, the one little boy was hurt and crying. He kept looking over at his dad shaking his head no. The ref kept looking at the dad and the dad just kept yelling at the kid to get up and fight.

One dad was screaming and yelling at his kid, "I can't believe you lost! What's wrong with you? You didn't do any of the right moves!" Seriously? These are little boys!!! This is exactly why so many kids are bullies to other kids because they are bullied at home by their own parents. I know that I can be tough on my kids some times, but these kids don't have a chance. I never want to do that to my kids.

Boy #2 didn't win any matches either, but he at least had fun. Again, he just kept laughing through all of the matches. I have one goofy ass kid and one super shy kid. Great!

Slow and Easy

My week has been slow, but this weekend is going to be super busy. I spent most of the week catching up on cleaning that I missed while I was sick last week. I hate having to catch up after being sick. I'm feeling better now, have been working out 5 days a week, and so far, so good because I've lost 30 lbs! Rock!!

Tonight we had to go to the high school basketball game. All of the boys in my oldest son's class have been penpals with members of the varsity basketball team. Aww, I think it's so cute that this big 12th grade basketball player writers letters to my little 8 year old! I'm sure they probably get some kind of English credit for doing it or something, but still! All the boys got to meet their penpals and sit behind the b-ball players. It was cute how the big guys would pose with the little guys! My son loved it. They get to eat lunch with them next month.

That reminds me, I don't really like to put my kids' names in my blogs. I don't even know why.. guess I'm just not comfortable with it, so I've decided to just refer to them as something simple when I talk about them in my blog. I've given this a lot of thought and finally came up with this ahh-mazing nicknames! R u ready?

Boy #1: My 8 yr old son.
Boy #2: My 7 yr old son
The Girl: My 7 yr old daughter (yes, they are twins).

Wow that was a  lot of thought there and I'm so glad I figured it all out! Phew!

Got our income tax return today. This year sucked ass because last year my husband was on worker's comp. for 11 of the 12 months. Worker's comp was not taxed and is not claimed on taxes. Soo, our return was less than half of what it is normally. It does suck, but it's still enough that we can get caught up on some bills and (maybe) do a little shopping tomorrow! weeeee! I love shopping, we just never have the money to do it.I wish I could be one of those people who could afford to go shopping every week and buy something for themself whenever they want. Gawd, I need a job. I've got a few freelance jobs to do, but the pay still won't even be close to what I would make at a job outside of the home. My car is still not fixed so even if I got a job offer, I'd have no way to get there. Hopefully we can get it fixed this coming week.

Then Sunday the boys have another wrestling tournament but this time it's in my hometown, so hopefully I will know some people there and it won't be so dull.

Daily Dose

Pour Your Heart Out: The Real Me

Not many people know the real me. Come on, admit it, we all put on a different face when we are out interacting with others compared to when we are at home. I have "friends", people that I can chit chat and laugh with. I have one really good friend who knows a lot more about me than the others and I have one friend whom I was best friends with for 20 years.. she knew a lot about me, but not everything. I'm very close with my mom, but she doesn't know everything about me. My husband, he knows pretty much all there is to know. He knows the REAL me.

When I'm out in public, I'm typically pretty quiet and shy. I kind of sit back and watch everyone else. I listen to their conversations and just take it all in. I used to be painfully shy.. I mean, painfully! I wouldn't talk to anyone unless they talked to me first. I had such low self esteem, I felt that no one would WANT to talk to me because I'm fat. I've gotten better over the last 10 years, especially when I went back to college. There were many times that I made the first move and started up a conversation with a complete stranger, which was soo out of my comfort zone, but guess what? No one said, "eww, don't talk to me fat girl!" and it felt good doing something out of my comfort zone and succeeding!

I do have my days where I'm in a really bad mood. Watch out on those days though! Those days, I may not be able to keep my trap shut if someone does or says something that I don't agree with. I'm usually quiet and polite unless someone has pissed me off.

I've suffered from severe depression for years since I was a teenager, but just finally got help for it a few years ago. This medication has saved my life. Before I got on meds, I was an absolute mess. I cried all the time at home; I cried when I was sad or mad. I was super sensitive and took everything the wrong way or I concocted these insane scenarios in my head, such as if my husband was late getting home from work, I just knew he was screwing his coworker. This caused a lot of problems in our marriage. I was always angry and took it out on my husband.

I've changed a lot since getting on my medication. I do have some bad days where I'm either super sensitive and cry at every little thing (usually around that time of the month) or some days I wake up in a pissed off mood and feel like there is smoke coming out of my head. I hate those days, absolutely hate them.

People make comments about me being so quiet and shy. I sometimes worry that people think I'm a flake or a snob when it's just my shyness. I can be a bitch at times. I can be moody. I yell and become impatient with my kids at times. I'm a bitch to my husband sometimes. I cry over stupid shit sometimes.

It takes awhile for anyone to get to know the REAL me. The real me has a huge heart. I cry when I see an old couple holding hands or animal being hurt. When I let someone into my life, I expect them to stay there! When it comes to friendships, I usually try to make some sort of attempt to keep the friendship alive, whether it be to suggest a night out or just chit chatting. I get hurt when people don't do the same for me or they don't hold my friendship as high as I hold theirs.

I don't even have a "best friend" right now. People always seem to disappoint me in the end. Even people that I've known for most of my life do things that surprise me. Some days, I feel like I don't want to make new friends and I'm better off just taking care of my own where it's safe. I don't know if I want anyone else to know the REAL me. Do they deserve it?

Sunday Snaps 2/19

It's a Windy Life.

Another crappy week. I spent the majority of it sick with another sinus infection. My nose has been stuffed up with chest congestion and a cough. It was just enough to slow me down again. I hate days like that. I get nothing done, I just lay around feeling like poop and feeling sorry for myself. I'm feeling a little better today and I guess tomorrow I'll have to begin catching up on everything I didn't get done. Blah. I hate this time of year.

That was the excitement of my week, lol because I am just that fucking cool. I've been trying to come up with better blog topics to write about here and on my Rants In My Pants blog that could really grab reader's attention. Lately, I've been reading stories about how there have been some blogs who were small with only a few followers, and they wrote one freaking post that just took off and went viral. People were spreading it all over social networking websites. Their few followers turned into thousands of followers and every post they wrote had hundreds of comments after that. It could be just one lucky thing that catches some attention, so I'm trying to be more creative with some of my posts. I want to find that one thing that will grab everyone's attention. Share my stuff, people!!! I wanna go viral!!!

Things are much the same with my husband and I. Nothing has really changed, we still live like room mates, but I feel like I'm stuck right now. I want the old "us" back. The "us" that I loved. We are not an us any more.

Had conferences for all 3 kids a few days ago. Everything is good except with our youngest son. When he and his twin sister started 1st grade, they were at the same reading level. She has taken off with reading and is way far ahead of him. The school is a little concerned that he is not catching on very easily. For now, we are all going to work with him on his reading every day, and the reading teacher also suggested having his eyes checked. She said we can give it a few weeks and see if he improves, if not they will have to call a "meeting". What's this "meeting?". Just to discuss options or to hold him back from going onto second grade??? OMG wouldn't that be so horrible to have a twin that's a year ahead of you? Crap, this kinda has me worried a little bit. I'm hoping we can work through it though and it's nothing to be concerned about.

Still no job.. and I'm kinda helpless right now because my car is still not fixed and probably wont be for another week or two when my hubs has time to spend time working on it. I really don't want to have to pay for a mechanic, but he's never going to have time to work on it! I had a call about an interview yesterday, they wanted to schedule it for early next week, but I'd have no way there! *grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*. It was for an awesome position, too, working in an ob/gyn office. Ugh, eventually something HAS to give, eventually, we can get what we deserve and life will cooperate a little bit. Having a running vehicle and good job, even if it's just part time would help sooo much. Eventually all of my hard work has to pay off one day, right??

Life blows some days.

Weekly Dose

Always Expect The Unexpected... with Everyone.

There's this woman who is a friend of my mom's We shall call her Sherri (of course it's a fake name). My mom knew Sherri before I was born. Sherri was a little older than my mom, but they remained good friends. I have photos of her holding me when I was a baby and a story of me pooping on her leg! She babysat me after school until my mom got home from work. I spent a lot of time with her. She came to the hospital when my children were born, she was at my wedding.. she's just always been a family friend that always seemed to be around and was considered to be our family.

Sherri used to be a preschool teacher before she retired, so my kids just love her and she knew exactly what to do to keep the kids occupied and interested in things! She buys them Christmas and Birthday gifts every year and always sends a card to each one in the mail to make them feel special.

Since we moved to our new house, my mom has gotten into the habit of keeping one of our kids over night on Friday nights. She alternates a kid each week, so that they all get their own Grammy time. She started inviting Sherri over once in awhile on Fridays so that she could see the kids, too since we moved out of town. This turned into another habit. Every Friday my mom keeps one kid and Sherri comes over and has dinner, plays games...etc..

A few weeks ago, as Sherri was leaving, she fell. It all happened very oddly. My mom said she was watching out the door and all of the sudden she couldn't see Sherri. She walked outside and Sherri was laying in front of some bushes. My mom asked her if she was ok as she was walking out and Sherri just got right up, said, "Yeah, I twisted my ankle, I'm ok" and got in her car and left. My mom didn't know what to think, she didn't know if Sherri was mad at her or why she acted so weird and left so quickly, maybe she was embarrassed?

She decided to call her the next day just to check in on her. Sherri said that she had problems in the past with seeing the steps at my mom's house at night time, and she thought it was because of her bifocals... and she was going down the steps turning around waving goodbye to my son instead of paying attention on the steps that she knew she had problems seeing at night to begin with. She said she twisted her ankle. She even joked around about it because she used her ankle as an excuse not to help her church that day and she would have to "remember to limp" when she went to church the following day.

Sooo everything seems to be ok and life goes on as usual. Last Friday, Sherri came over as always to have dinner and spend some time with my mom and one of my little angels (ha!).  Sherri then tells my mom that she went to her doctor on Monday and found out her ankle is fractured. She had one of those boot thingies on. She said she wanted my mom's landlord to pay the remaining bill that her insurance doesn't cover. My mom is of course very upset by this so she begins texting her landlord. (BTW, her landlord is super cool.. was a work friend of her's husband). The landlord finally calls on the phone and Sherri talks to him telling him what happened and what she expected of him. She told him that she would let him make payments if he needed to! The landlord was not happy at all and was kind of pissed that he had only just heard about it a week after it happened.. until my mom talked to him in private and told him everything.

My mom is the type of person that doesn't like to step on toes or assert her opinion. She doesn't like drama or any kind of problems. She said that for the entire evening, all Sherri did was talk about her ankle, and how uncomfortable her boot is, and how inconvenient it is for her. It was to the point where my mom wanted to ASK her to leave.

My mom told me about it and I was in shock. Never expecting Sherri to do something like that. First of all, it was her OWN fault because she KNEW she had a problem with those steps every time she came over but she was turning around trying to wave at my son instead of paying attention! Plus, she didn't go to the doctor until Monday. You would think if it hurt that bad she would have gone to the E.R., right?

The whole thing has been bugging my mom all week. She finally decided that she didn't want to make her landlord pay and that would try to guilt Sherri out of the whole thing. Sherri showed up as usual tonight (Friday) and my mom told her that she didn't feel right asking her landlord to pay for that. Sherri's response was, "you are not asking him, I am!"... and my mom told her that SHE would just make payments instead of the landlord. Sherri's response was, "ok!".

I was dumbfounded when she told me that and really quite pissed off!!!!! My mom invites Sherri over and sometimes they go out to dinner, or sometimes when the kids are over they will order pizza. Every time Sherri goes out anywhere with us (sometimes it is with ALL of us), my mom pays for it. She says that she feels that whoever invites the other one should pay (wow is that soo old fashioned!). Sherri never offers to pay or to even get the damned tip. She's been coming to my mom's every Friday now for the past 2-3 months and having dinner.. that my mom paid for whether it be home made or ordered out. Sherri did start bringing a dessert some times, but last week she brought a bag of pretzels because it was just too hard to get around to make something with her ankle and all. Ha!!

My mom's to the point now where she doesn't even want to talk to her. Sherri has always been a good person. She is very involved in church, she is retired but she earns money by cleaning elderly people's houses. So why would she do something like this?? I've told my mom for awhile now that Sherri was taking advantage of her because my mom was always paying for everything. Sherri knows that my mom doesn't have a lot of money and after everything and all these years, she would do something like this?? I mean, some landlords are REAL assholes and could get pissed enough that they would raise her rent or even try to find a reason to kick my mom out. Ya never know, right? Apparently, one of the elderly people that Sherri works for, told her to go see a specialist (for a flippin fracture??). Is she freakin serious??

I'm just kinda sad about the whole thing. Sad that someone so close to us like Sherri would do something like that to my mom. My mom doesn't hurt a fly. I heart her. I heart Sherri, too but neither one of us know what to do about the situation. No matter how well you think you know someone, you never know what to expect.

A Wrestling Mom

This year, my boys got involved with wrestling at school. Biddy wrestling, for those who don't know, is for young wrestlers that are under a certain age (10, maybe?). They have gone to practice two times a week for the last few months. The days they have practice have kind of been a pain in the ass because on those days, they have just enough time to get homework done and eat dinner before running to practice. Then by the time they get home, it's bed time. I always have to start dinner early on Monday and Thursday to make sure they eat in time for practice.

Since this is their first year, they aren't going to have a lot of matches. They had their first one yesterday. I was never involved in sports or any extra curricular activities when I was in school. I was on the yearbook staff one year, but that's it. I went to basketball and football games, but had never been to a wrestling tournament. I didn't know what to expect as far as from the parent aspect of it.

We had to be there an hour early so they could practice. The bleachers were full. I didn't realize that we were going to be there... allll..ddaayyy loooonnnggggggg. Whenever the boys' division would be called, my husband would take them to the "staging area". I had to look after everyone's coats and the boys's shoes and clothes, so I couldn't really get up and do anything, even walk around because for 1: I'd risk losing our seats, and 2: My daughter and I would have had to carry all that shit around! So I was stuck there on these hard ass bleachers, surrounded by a bunch of strangers.

There were 6 matches going on at one time. It was loud, people yelling, whistles blowing everywhere. I had to keep scanning each area for my husband and kids because we had no idea what area they would be wrestling in; it was a different place each time. Once they wrestled, they would come back and sit down until their division was called again.

My butt began to hurt and my legs kept going numb. All I wanted to do was leave!!!!! The kids were complaining about being hungry, but the food was super expensive, so I kept telling them we would get something when we leave. I see all of these other moms that brought sandwiches, crackers, bananas, bottled water....everything! I didn't bring shit. I really had no clue we would be there all fucking day!!

Highlights of the day include:

The old woman, I mean, like at least 75 years old dressed like she was 20. She had on leggings, uggs, and a fur vest! You could tell that she thought she was hot shit! Slutty grandma!

The cat fight! All of the sudden, there's a big commotion right in front of me. Two women started throwing fists. The one came over in front of me and got her coat, and she was telling these other people, "If she touches my kid again I'm gonna fuckin kill her".. and as she walked out, she threw another punch, but was then escorted out. Ghetto mama!

OH, and let's not forget the little kid behind me. He was probably younger than my kids, so around 5 or 6 yrs old saying, "Mommy, where's my iPad?". An iPad? For a kid that little?? Glad you got money to just throw away like that because sooner or later the kid's gonna throw it, drop it, or step on it. I knew the kid really did have an iPad of his own when his my mom said, "oh your iPad is at home on the counter, I think". 

At least I will be better prepared for the next wrestling tournament. I don't know if I'm all cut out for this sports mom thing. I want to support my kids in everything they do, but I felt out of my element yesterday.

Oh yeah, the boys ended up having to wrestle each other in the finals. Dev can't stop laughing the whole time.. he's the blonde!

Overheating Books

Another week over, well, almost. It's at least Friday.. and as always, I'm stuck at home blogging! My week was just as boring as my Friday nights!! I spend my days online job hunting for any kind of job outside of the house, and jobs that I can do from home. Anything to earn a buck or two. My car has been at my mom's for the last week because last Saturday I drove to her house and when I got a few blocks from her house, my temp. gauge went to H and my check gauge light came on. When I turned the car off, smoke was coming from the hood (not a lot).. My husband had to come over and get me, he thinks it's either the thermostat or radiator, but he didn't have a lot of time to look at it, and since my mom lives 40 minutes away, we never had much time to go back over. He's going to look at it tomorrow, hopefully it's just the thermostat. I hate car problems. At least my husband is a wanna be mechanic, so he can usually fix it unless it's super expensive, or he doesn't have the tools for it.

I spent the day with my mom today. We did some shopping, well, she did.. I have no money! We have plans to start our own little side crafting business. We have lots of ideas, just haven't had the money to go get supplies until now. Now we have lots of supplies to at least get us started. Of course, once we get things up and running, that means I will have another blog under my belt to help the business, haha.. but my mom can help with the blogging part of that!

I'm doing great with the whole getting healthier thing. I'm down 29 lbs since I originally weighed myself back when I was doing my externship, and I met my first goal! (which was to be under a certain weight.. but I wont say WHAT weight that is because no one is allowed to know my weight!). I'm declaring Fridays as my "cheat" day where I can pretty much eat what I want. One day, I want to have my own before and after pics.. one pic of my fat ass self now, and one of my smaller self a year from now!! That's my ultimate goal!

Ohhh yeah, and I also started writing a book. As if I have the time, right? It's something that has been on my  mind for a long time now. A few years ago I started to write one, but my dumbass didn't save it to an outside source and my computer crashed and I lost everything. This time, I'm a little smarter. It's a book about my own life. Things that happened during my life and what it's been like growing up as the "fat kid". Once it's written, I'm not sure what I'll do with it. Pay to have some published and printed? Or sell it as an e-book type thing? I don't know. I will look into that when the time comes. I'm sure it's going to take me a long time to finish it.

My boys have their first wrestling match on Sunday. This is their first year being in wrestling and I'm hoping they don't embarrass us! I guess during practice the other night, my youngest son got thrown to the ground and just laid their laughing. .. but that soooo does not surprise me!!!!!!

I'm off my game tonight and I'm too tired to write any more. Goodnight.

WEEKLY DOSE

How Dare She??

I am soo angry right now!! Let me back track a little bit here. A few weeks ago, our daughter lost her library book. She only half-ass looked for it. She is very lazy, she never wants to do anything unless it is of some sort of benefit to HER. If we ask her to do anything, she gets an attitude about it or she will do it super slow. When she would "look" for her book, she would just kind of walk around and half look for it. She told us that she just wanted us to pay the $17 because she didn't want to look for the book. Then one day, her twin brother found it in the toy box.. the same place she said she had looked a bunch of times. So, she finally took the book back to school, but she still had a $1.70 late fee on it. I told her that she was going to have to earn the $1.70 since she didn't find the book and never really looked for it... and that she wouldn't be able to get any books from the library for a few weeks.

Last week, she told me that the teacher moved her behavior card to RED just because she forgot one of her homework reading books at home. (she's 7 for God's sake!)... which I was already pissed about but I waited for a note or a phone call or something because if their behavior card is on red, the teacher is supposed to at least send a note home about it, but we never received anything.

So, this weekend, she says that her teacher told her that if she didn't bring her library fee in, she was going to have to stay inside during recess every day. This morning, I wrote a nice note to the teacher (no, not being sarcastic, it really was a nice note because I don't like drama), just stating what my daughter had said and that I hoped this was just a misunderstanding because it is not right to punish HER for that (again, she's freaking 7!). .... A few minutes after the start of school, my phone rings; it's the teacher. She told me that yes she did tell my daughter that she would have to stay in. I told her that I did not think it was HER place to punish my daughter for that because WE are the parents and WE are handling it. I explained that we were making her earn the money, and I also told her how she refused to look for the book and told us she wanted us to just pay for the book because she didn't want to look for it..etc. . The teacher then went on to say how she is such a hard worker at school (my kids are always good at school), and "don't you feel that she needs books to work on her reading??". Umm, first of all, we have TONS of books at home for her to read, plus her brothers also bring library books home that she can read... PLUS she has reading homework every single night, so it's not like she isn't reading! She then went on to say that SHE would pay the $1.70 if it was too difficult for us! OMFG are u kidding me?? She was soo fucking condescending and rude.. acting as if we were horrible parents!! She said that she asked my daughter if they had a specific spot to put library books, and she said no.. and "they need to have a spot to put library books so they don't lose them"... They DOOOOO have a spot for library books!!!!! We have this little magazine holder thingy that is supposed to be for library books, but that doesn't mean the kids always put them there. I'm soo fucking pissed about how this teacher was acting towards me! I seriously wanna just go in there and fucking go off on her! I'm waiting to talk to my husband about it to see if we should call the principal about this or not. I was very upset at how she acted towards me and she made me feel like I was a bad parent. She only sees my daughter for a few hours a day, she doesn't know how she acts at home or what goes on and how dare she fucking judge me???

We just moved to this town about 6 months ago. It's a small close knit town where everyone seems to know everyone else. We feel like the outcasts sometimes and I don't want to cause a bunch of problems, but I am so fucking livid about how she just talked to me. She probably put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day.. ahh, but wait! Parent/teacher conferences are in a few weeks. mmwahahahahahaaaa!!

Sunday Snaps 2/5

Still Jobless.

I think I did pretty good with the blogging every day thing. I only missed a few days out of January. My archives say I had 24 posts in January, so that's not too bad! I'm going to try to post here more often from now on. I think I wrote a lot of good posts in January!

*sigh* still no job offer. I'm getting so sick of spending ours filling out applications, sending resumes, and wasting gas to go to interviews just to hear nothing back. It's depressing. Makes me want to not even bother filling out any more apps. I have to keep trying though. I really thought I did great at my interview last week. I guess it's going to boil down to experience and I don't really have any experience, just the education. I know someone somewhere will give me a chance, just hope I don't have to wait forever.

This week has been kind of blah. I've had a sinus infection all week that I'm trying to kick. I haven't really felt SICK (no fatigue or body aches...etc.), just some annoying congestion for a few hours when I wake up in the morning and some sinus pain. It makes me not want to do anything though. I'm just ready for spring! I don't care what Phil said today, I want winter soon! I can't complain too much though, this winter has been very mild, it was in the 50s earlier this week! Yeah!!

I've been doing pretty good with my plan to get healthier. My biggest downfall is pizza though. I LOVE pizza!! My mom said when she was pregnant with me she craved pizza and had it almost every day when she got off of work. .. and I've loved pizza my entire life. If I know pizza is around, I have a reallllly difficult time saying NO and not stuffing my face like a fuckin fat pig. I've been trying to work out a little each day despite having this sinus crap. It's been difficult but I've forced myself to do it. I'm ready to do this Anyone wanna join me and help one another? I need a kick ass buddy to check in on me and keep me on track (and vice versa)! Any takers???

WEEKLY DOSE

This is me on a daily basis.