the professor has "got game"

My youngest has a crush... I caught him at his desk last night writing a letter to his "love"

He then put it into an envelope and sealed it... He would not let me read it... however, I am really good....


tune in later for the results...

dern it

My goal to stay positive is not working...

 

I had wonderful intentions... I planned... I thought it out... I had goals...

 

Then one of my children decided to be difficult. Then, things at home starting backing up... I was unable to jog one day... then I got into an argument with my kid...

 

then I sat down and saw my "notes to self" about being positive....

 

 

dern it

 

 

I am not abandoning my goal. It is a good goal. It may not be achievable every single moment. Life happens and it is not always good... I will have a horrible moment...

 

but my goal is to try to FOCUS on the positive...

 

My goals for this week:

jog at least four times

prepare a birthday supper for my parents (birthdays are last week and next week)

valentines for my valentines

be positive more than I am negative

 

 

let's see how far I get

Happy 70th, Mom!

Every time I sang anywhere... She was there
Every time I was sick... She was there
Every time I needed anything... She was there

My mom has always been involved in my life... She knows most of what I have done, and she loves me regardless... She was always present.

I never appreciated it while growing up. I wished that she would sit out for a concert or two... Maybe miss a conference or concert. I wanted her to lay low....

Then I started teaching

When getting ready for a concert, I was shocked to watch some parents drive their child to the concert... Then drop them off and return afterwards. Even when the concerts were free, there would still be students waiting outside for 30-45 after a concert waiting on a parent for a ride. When teaching middle school, I would have to allow kids to stay after school in my classroom until 7pm for the concert just to ensure that they would be there for the concert. We would hang out and order pizza... Their parents would grab them after the show...

I realized how blessed I was...

I never wondered where she was...

Even now, I can find her across the street... Watching out the window to see my oldest climb a tree, my youngest on his swing, or the middle child supervising the action...

Happy birthday, mom...I hope I aggravate my kids like you aggravated me... Because that means that in a few years, they will realize just how blessed they are too... Blessed that my mother taught me how to be a great mother.