Travel, Anyone?

I don’t mind working to make a living, but I feel a bout of “itchy feet” coming. If I can’t travel every now and again, what’s the point of working so hard? Anyway, I want to see the world. On my list so far: Spain, Ireland, Australia. I will jump at the chance to go to Mexico anytime since there are people I love and miss there. I often joke that I can be packed in 10 minutes, ready to go! I’m only half-joking.

The reality is that I am almost irreplaceable at home. There are pets to feed and water, so I must plan carefully for their care. It’s difficult to trust someone to take care of them like I do. I can send the dogs to daycare. Fortunately, in my town there’s a pet boarding business. I’m so thankful for a place like Koko’s Palace. I know my babies will be cared for and loved. My jobs require coverage as well. Prime travel time for me is summer, but the catch is I work more hours in the summer at my part-time job. The good news is that I can arrange time off when I need it.

Anyone else have a burning desire to see some castles and experience other cultures?

Planting Seeds

I had a “Conversation” with my teen today. Capital C. After assuring her she was not in trouble, I asked some pointed questions. What’s the worst part about school? She had a ready answer—the “jacking around” is distracting and the comments some of the boys make are disgusting. Hmmmm. I then asked her what her idea of a good school day would look like and what classes she would be interested in taking. She is interested in French, astronomy, art and choir. I already knew she wanted to learn French, but the astronomy surprised me. After we had chatted a bit longer, I asked the most important question: would you like to be homeschooled again?

She smiled, then frowned. Her friend, Gen, gets to go to prom this year for the first time. She doesn’t want to miss that. I get it. Those two kids are practically joined at the hip! She surprised me by going back to the good parts of homeschooling. We’ve done it before. We could do it again.

I think if we did file as a homeschool, it would be misinterpreted by my colleagues and the community in general. It would be mistakenly perceived as a rejection of our local school. Let me say very clearly: our local school is GREAT, and the teachers and administrators are awesome people who sincerely care about the students. Do not doubt it! I haven’t taught in a better public school.

In our case, homeschooling would not be a rejection of the school; it would be a parental decision based on the needs of my child. It is an option any parent can choose. If we end up making that choice, I hope everyone will see it for what it is: a loving sacrifice a family makes for a child’s benefit.

The Chicken Chick

Dreams

We all have dreams, right? My daughter wants to audition for The Voice (as mentioned in a previous post). I look for ways to support her. I take heat sometimes because not everyone agrees with how we roll at my house. We travel whenever possible, and I try to give her every opportunity. I don’t want her to look back on these teen years and think I didn’t support her. I don’t want to be that mom. You know what I mean.

I caught myself going down the dream spoiler path two or three years ago. Bela was still receiving her Pony Packs. Each shipment included a magazine with some horse-related contests. Bela found the answer to one of the questions, mailed her reply and hoped her name would be drawn out of the bucket of correct answers. I tried to prepare her for not winning. I mentioned the odds—lots of kids got the Pony Packs, so I was sure there would be hundreds of correct answers. The prize was a horse clock that neighed on the hour. After my warnings about not getting her hopes up too high, she said, “Somebody’s going to win—why not me?” I shut up and realized what I had done. I wanted to protect her from disappointment, but I could have killed her optimistic spirit. Yikes!

A few weeks later, Ysabela had mail—a box from Pony! Yep, you guessed it. Her entry was chosen for a clock! Every day the neighing reminds me to let her dream.

Relax

Yesterday was pretty amazing. A sweet dog was picked up to go to a new home, so that was the best part of my day. After that, anything else was like toppings on ice cream. Ysabela and I were invited down to have a burger off the grill. As I have mentioned, I don’t do a lot of voluntary socializing, but I always have a nice time with Stacey and Glenn. It makes it even better that our girls are great friends.

I had a blast just relaxing for a change. I’m usually high-stress; it’s easy to forget how nice it feels to sit back and relax with friends. Glenn was so funny my stomach hurt from laughing. I took a few “stealth” pictures with my cell phone and sent them to Stacey’s cell. I almost got whacked with a spatula for my trouble! Glenn doesn’t like his picture taken! I don’t care what he says, I’m posting the best one from yesterday. Stacey, this one’s for you!

Glenn in his natural habitat.

Glenn in his natural habitat.

Hermit or Happy?

Are you a social butterfly? Do you call and visit friends frequently? Do you assume everyone else enjoys company as much as you do? This may hurt, but not all of us like visits, especially unexpected ones. I don’t want to discourage people from being friendly and caring, but I have my limits. I can only tolerate so much “together time.” Let me help you understand my point of view.

I was raised in a small, quiet family. We had infrequent guests, and I enjoyed spending my spare time reading and listening to music. I recall my mom telling me to come out of my room and “be sociable.” My response was usually either, “I don’t have anything to talk about,” or “I’m reading a good book!” I relished my time alone, and I don’t feel like I missed out on anything by not having siblings. Some people have tried to tell me how “lonely” my childhood must have been—those people may mean well, but they know nothing about me. Maybe they are projecting their own feelings. As an only child, I learned to entertain myself. I didn’t have to share my toys. So? Those aren’t negatives to me! I am happy in my own company.

I get bored super fast, so after I learn something (such as when I earned my CNA license), I practice it a bit, then move on to the next challenge. If I don’t have a goal to accomplish, I will be bored. That’s one reason I usually have a book in my hand. As I’ve studied for my Master’s in Spanish these last two years, I took a class that made me understand something: I have little patience for interactional language; I generally focus on transactional language. Interactional language is pleasant chit-chat (the niceties). Transactional language is more direct to get something done. I might seem abrupt and rude sometimes, but my mind is on my to-do list. I am at my best in a classroom, whether I am a learner or a teacher. I can survive professional conferences and interact well. I think it’s because I attend one or two per year, and I truly enjoy interacting with other teachers. I get so many great ideas from my peers.

It might sound strange, but even though I belong to a few professional organizations, I am not much of a “joiner.” When given a choice between going out for a dinner with colleagues or staying home, I stay home. I never go to the Christmas parties or end-of-year festivities. I get my work done and stay to myself. Some people are offended when I choose solitude over socializing. If you are one of those people, just remember: It’s not you; it’s me. I am not rejecting you; I am celebrating my solitude. I guess I am a happy hermit.

If you want to come visit occasionally, call first. Please don’t just show up at my door unless I have told you specifically that it’s fine. I like having time after work to do nothing all by myself. I also relish quiet time with my daughter and our pets. As I get older I have found that I actually prefer the company of my pets. 🙂 Leave this happy hermit alone. I will emerge when I feel like it!

The Voice

I have a special announcement at the end of this post, so keep reading. I know many of my Facebook friends read the first few lines of a blog post and comment there because it’s easy. I love that friends are reading my posts, but make sure to click on the post and go to the actual blog site or you might miss important information! You don’t have to comment on the blog if it’s a pain. I know I hate to sign in to leave a comment!

Ysabela loves to sing!

Ysabela loves to sing!

My friends already know that my Ysabela loves to sing—any time, any place. It’s what she does. Many of you do not know that I made her an account with The Voice. A few weeks ago I received an email “heads up” about coming auditions and the cities where people can go to try out. The producer will be making selections for call backs since the judges won’t be there. I discovered the closest place to us is Denver at Magness Arena. Ysabela will be trying out in June!

I have been pushing her to select her two songs and practice, practice, practice! (Nag, nag!) I don’t mean to nag, but I want her as ready as possible to do her very best. This is pretty much a one shot deal. If you would like to say a prayer for her, go right ahead. We’ll never turn those down. If you prefer to send warm fuzzy thoughts, we welcome those too!

End of Year

This school year has flown by, but it was a tough year just the same. By the end of the school year, kids and teachers have had enough of each other. Every parent becomes a critic while students and teachers fight “spring fever” and symptoms of “senioritis.” It’s par for the course. Summer is a welcome respite from the daily battles concerning homework, lesson plans and grading. Even teacher workdays are great. With no students to distract us, we can finalize grades and straighten our classrooms. It’s almost therapeutic. It is our ritual to close the year. We have time to reflect upon the good and the bad so we can improve.

I feel like I can breathe now. I can spend time with loved ones, have some fun and be mentally ready when August rolls around.

Grading papers takes more time than people think!

Grading papers takes more time than people think!

Colorado’s Marijuana Issues

I saw on the news this morning that there has been an increase of marijuana overdoses in children between the ages of 2 and 4. Nobody saw that coming? Marijuana is legal in Colorado now, so pot users are allowed to have up to an ounce in their possession. Is it a shock that some of these users are parents? Why would people not think before bringing marijuana-laced brownies, suckers and other child-tempting products into the home? To make things worse the food products contain concentrated amounts of THC. Smoking marijuana and eating products containing it are very different things. It’s easier to overdose on food products, especially if you happen to be a small child. I can’t believe nobody saw this coming.

This article might explain things more clearly. http://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation/2014/05/08/marijuana-pot-edibles-thc-legalized-recreational/8463787/