I am so excited for summer! Here's what I'm looking forward to...
1) shaved ice (mmm...I love this little place near the library)
2) speaking of library, tons of reading!
3) summer vacation (I can't wait to spend some time with my hubby!)
4) all the amazing produce and fresh fruits! The grocery store is ten times better in the summer! Bring on the sweet peaches!
5) fresh salsa
6) the smell of sunscreen
7) mastering the master schedule at work (it'll feel good to know what I'm doing this year)
8) spending time with family and friends
9) BBQ cook outs and frozen lemonade pie
10) spending time with my baby girl Mopac!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
laundry, blueberry muffins, and dinner
I love productive Sundays!
I'm getting so much done!
Probably because I'm by myself and there are no distractions.
But most likely, it's because I should be reading "Managing the Social and Emotional Needs of the Gifted" for my GT training on Wednesday. Eww!
I am tackling chores, washing towels, and making muffins for the week. The house smells amazing and the breeze is flowing through all the open windows.
I'm about to start on dinner.
Capellini With Spicy Zucchini-Tomato Sauce on the Food Network
I love homemade sauces with San Marzano tomatoes! Don't skimp on these. So, it's about 4.50 for a large can of these beauties, but they're from Italy!!! And it's so worth it! Their nice and tangy. You just can't get the same taste from Hunt's.
I'm pumped about dinner, and it's a great way to use our early zucchinis. Don't like zucchini? Pull a Randy and just pick those out.
I'm getting so much done!
Probably because I'm by myself and there are no distractions.
But most likely, it's because I should be reading "Managing the Social and Emotional Needs of the Gifted" for my GT training on Wednesday. Eww!
I am tackling chores, washing towels, and making muffins for the week. The house smells amazing and the breeze is flowing through all the open windows.
I'm about to start on dinner.
Capellini With Spicy Zucchini-Tomato Sauce on the Food Network
I love homemade sauces with San Marzano tomatoes! Don't skimp on these. So, it's about 4.50 for a large can of these beauties, but they're from Italy!!! And it's so worth it! Their nice and tangy. You just can't get the same taste from Hunt's.
I'm pumped about dinner, and it's a great way to use our early zucchinis. Don't like zucchini? Pull a Randy and just pick those out.
Truck music
Randy has been gone all weekend! I started missing him oh about 10pm on Friday night. He and a bunch of friends were at a bachelor party for Layne in New Orleans.
No, I don't want to see any pictures of the delicious beignets you ate while you were there!
I can't wait for 7pm tonight! That's when he returns, and life won't be boring anymore!
Randy drove my car to Houston in order to meet up with the gang. Oh you know, it's the whole, "it gets better gas mileage" argument. My car has been the taxi since I bought it in February. We drive my little car everywhere! It's because it gets better gas. I know, I know, we've all heard the gas argument.
I've been tasked to drive his monster truck since Friday morning.
I feel like I am road warrior behind the wheel in that thing! Look out people!
And when George Strait comes on the radio, it's like he's SUPPOSED to be singing!!! I had more fun belting out "Amarillo by Morning" today than I ever have before.
The Cammy might get better gas mileage; but George sounds way better in the truck!
No, I don't want to see any pictures of the delicious beignets you ate while you were there!
I can't wait for 7pm tonight! That's when he returns, and life won't be boring anymore!
Randy drove my car to Houston in order to meet up with the gang. Oh you know, it's the whole, "it gets better gas mileage" argument. My car has been the taxi since I bought it in February. We drive my little car everywhere! It's because it gets better gas. I know, I know, we've all heard the gas argument.
I've been tasked to drive his monster truck since Friday morning.
I feel like I am road warrior behind the wheel in that thing! Look out people!
And when George Strait comes on the radio, it's like he's SUPPOSED to be singing!!! I had more fun belting out "Amarillo by Morning" today than I ever have before.
The Cammy might get better gas mileage; but George sounds way better in the truck!
Saturday, May 14, 2011
baby face!
There is nothing worse than getting interrupted at dinner time. Thursday night, Randy and I were sharing a hot meal that Domino's so lovingly put together for us when the doorbell rang.
Grr...
I keep eating my pizza and pretend I don't hear it.
Please go away! Please go away! Please go away!
If we're real quiet, they'll leave.
However, Mopac went into attack mode. Her ferocious bark was giving us away, especially when Randy yells out, "Who is it Mopac?"
Randy opens the door and the guy said, "Umm hello. Is your mom or dad home?"
hahahahahahahaha!
Randy replies, "No they're not actually."
Salesguy: "Do you know when they'll be home?"
Randy: "It'll be really late tonight. I'm sorry."
Randy proudly walked back to the table gloating with that whole "I'm glad I don't look old" look.
Grr...
I keep eating my pizza and pretend I don't hear it.
Please go away! Please go away! Please go away!
If we're real quiet, they'll leave.
However, Mopac went into attack mode. Her ferocious bark was giving us away, especially when Randy yells out, "Who is it Mopac?"
Randy opens the door and the guy said, "Umm hello. Is your mom or dad home?"
hahahahahahahaha!
Randy replies, "No they're not actually."
Salesguy: "Do you know when they'll be home?"
Randy: "It'll be really late tonight. I'm sorry."
Randy proudly walked back to the table gloating with that whole "I'm glad I don't look old" look.
Monday, May 9, 2011
ugghhhhh!
I'm so done with...
this school year
504 reviews
Quest Diagnostic (I'm not paying for blood work that you lost and never got to my doctor. Oh the rep agrees and has told me three times that it's been taken care of...clearly it has not!)
this blog (I have nothing positive, funny, encouraging, or inspiring to say. And I refuse to make this blog sorrowful and depressing. Who wants to read that? I don't want to write it. This will be the extent of negativity, my griping.)
Ugghh can you say bad mood city?
I need a vacation! Maybe I'll start posting recipes again.
this school year
504 reviews
Quest Diagnostic (I'm not paying for blood work that you lost and never got to my doctor. Oh the rep agrees and has told me three times that it's been taken care of...clearly it has not!)
this blog (I have nothing positive, funny, encouraging, or inspiring to say. And I refuse to make this blog sorrowful and depressing. Who wants to read that? I don't want to write it. This will be the extent of negativity, my griping.)
Ugghh can you say bad mood city?
I need a vacation! Maybe I'll start posting recipes again.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Happenings
Okay, I know you guys have missed me.
I miss my blog too. The truth is, I've been so exhausted that I haven't had any time to write anything, well anything blog-worthy.
Why is that you ask?
Because as the TAKS coordinator of our campus, we administered approx. 1760 different TAKS subject tests last week. I know, I know, I'm a big deal.
I can count answer documents and make sure teachers bubbled the "S" in the score code field.
No seriously, it is a TON of work, and now I can get back to some counseling (I mean 504 meetings). The spring is no bueno!
Anyway, what else has been happening.
BIRDS!!!
I absolutely hate birds. Ever since that horrible day when I was walking on campus as a freshman. Oh my beloved UT! I had my new Jansport colorful backpack on, and I was cruising by Littlefield Dormitory (oh how I loved being a Ladybug) and I did the unthinkable. I thought a really nasty thought about that nasty grackel bird patrolling the sidewalk. I thought to myself, "What an ugly creature? And they just look so stupid with their beady eyes." Well you'll never believe what happened.
It.jumped.on.my.back.
I'm.not.kidding.
I screamed and threw off my backpack violently. Sorry laptop computer!
This was out of control. I started crying and breathing really heavy. People probably thought I got attacked by an invisible man. I was a little disappointed no one bothered to come ask me if I was okay or push the campus police call button for me.
I'm sure they were in shock, and I felt the need to give the "don't think ugly thoughts about birds" speech to warn others of the perils of such a risk. But I was just a scared and embarrassed freshman.
So birds and I do not get along. Mainly the black grackels. I love to look at birds as long as I'm behind glass or maybe in a lush tropical rain forest. Don't get me wrong, some are kinda cute. Hummingbirds and those little bitty ones are cute. Pigeons and grackels are...wait no ugly thoughts because bad things happen...see above.
One of the items we got from Granny's house is her bird feeder. No one loves watching birds more than Granny. I'm not sure why Randy requested it because let's be honest, bird food costs money. And Randy doesn't like to spend it.
Well he hung the bird feeder proudly in our back yard next to the dining room windows. He loves to watch them feed from it. I love how they fly into our windows and scare the tarnation out of me.
I think the bird feeder is about to go away.
2 reasons...
1) Randy: "Man, those little birds are bottomless pigs. They're eating us out of house and home."
I know that 3 dollar bag of bird seed ADDS up!
2) Mopac is in love with their dribbles. Randy wouldn't have to fill it so often if they weren't such sloppy eaters. Half, no 3/4 of their food ends up on the ground.
And Mopac eagerly awaits their crumbs. See, she is used to sitting below people when they eat. She knows this is her best opportunity for a free hand out. She has a permanent spot under Randy's chair during dinner.
How do we know she's guilty?
Randy shoots the water hose on her poop.
I'm.not.kidding.
Who does this?
He says it breaks down the poop and acts as a fertilizer for our grass.
That's just gross.
How do I know she's guilty?
I caught her red pawed today licking her lips under the feeder.
I gave her the whole, "Dogs don't eat bird food" speech.
I also should warn her about thinking bad thoughts about birds. The moment one of those things jump on her back, that feeder is gone!
I miss my blog too. The truth is, I've been so exhausted that I haven't had any time to write anything, well anything blog-worthy.
Why is that you ask?
Because as the TAKS coordinator of our campus, we administered approx. 1760 different TAKS subject tests last week. I know, I know, I'm a big deal.
I can count answer documents and make sure teachers bubbled the "S" in the score code field.
No seriously, it is a TON of work, and now I can get back to some counseling (I mean 504 meetings). The spring is no bueno!
Anyway, what else has been happening.
BIRDS!!!
I absolutely hate birds. Ever since that horrible day when I was walking on campus as a freshman. Oh my beloved UT! I had my new Jansport colorful backpack on, and I was cruising by Littlefield Dormitory (oh how I loved being a Ladybug) and I did the unthinkable. I thought a really nasty thought about that nasty grackel bird patrolling the sidewalk. I thought to myself, "What an ugly creature? And they just look so stupid with their beady eyes." Well you'll never believe what happened.
It.jumped.on.my.back.
I'm.not.kidding.
I screamed and threw off my backpack violently. Sorry laptop computer!
This was out of control. I started crying and breathing really heavy. People probably thought I got attacked by an invisible man. I was a little disappointed no one bothered to come ask me if I was okay or push the campus police call button for me.
I'm sure they were in shock, and I felt the need to give the "don't think ugly thoughts about birds" speech to warn others of the perils of such a risk. But I was just a scared and embarrassed freshman.
So birds and I do not get along. Mainly the black grackels. I love to look at birds as long as I'm behind glass or maybe in a lush tropical rain forest. Don't get me wrong, some are kinda cute. Hummingbirds and those little bitty ones are cute. Pigeons and grackels are...wait no ugly thoughts because bad things happen...see above.
One of the items we got from Granny's house is her bird feeder. No one loves watching birds more than Granny. I'm not sure why Randy requested it because let's be honest, bird food costs money. And Randy doesn't like to spend it.
Well he hung the bird feeder proudly in our back yard next to the dining room windows. He loves to watch them feed from it. I love how they fly into our windows and scare the tarnation out of me.
I think the bird feeder is about to go away.
2 reasons...
1) Randy: "Man, those little birds are bottomless pigs. They're eating us out of house and home."
I know that 3 dollar bag of bird seed ADDS up!
2) Mopac is in love with their dribbles. Randy wouldn't have to fill it so often if they weren't such sloppy eaters. Half, no 3/4 of their food ends up on the ground.
And Mopac eagerly awaits their crumbs. See, she is used to sitting below people when they eat. She knows this is her best opportunity for a free hand out. She has a permanent spot under Randy's chair during dinner.
How do we know she's guilty?
Randy shoots the water hose on her poop.
I'm.not.kidding.
Who does this?
He says it breaks down the poop and acts as a fertilizer for our grass.
That's just gross.
How do I know she's guilty?
I caught her red pawed today licking her lips under the feeder.
I gave her the whole, "Dogs don't eat bird food" speech.
I also should warn her about thinking bad thoughts about birds. The moment one of those things jump on her back, that feeder is gone!
Way, I mean way, way, way pumped!
My favorite book becomes a movie! I am so giddy; it's kind of ridiculous!
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