tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-342460022024-03-05T03:48:41.899-06:00Woo-Hoo...That Just Happened!imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.comBlogger249125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-81691676999635355882010-02-06T08:32:00.002-07:002010-02-06T08:58:50.248-07:00As I sit at my computer, searching for a blackberry as my next phone, looking at different mp3 players, searching ebay at new tanos, and drinking coffee from my starbucks coffee mug that I had to have. I have come to this question: Why not love what I have?<br /><br />Do I need a blackberry? Maybe, I will change my mind in a year and a half...the unresiding answer is "No." Do I need an itouch to play music and have cool apps? No, I don't listen to music that much, nor do I play games on my current cool had to have phone, which I love. Do I really need a new purse in red, brown, or cream? I only carry one purse at a time...so, no I don't need a new purse. Did the boots that I missed on sale a month ago, make me any less cool? No. Do I love my coffe mug? Yes. Am I using Netflix...again that I had to have? Yep, good investment. <br /><br />Somewhere down the line, growing up, as we all do, even our kids...we come across the basic human nature feeling of "I gotta have more." BKS has to have the better airsoft gun, until he gets and finds a new one. Remembering things that happened with both step-children, seeing kids all around either that I know personally, or professionally...everyone wants more. But why?<br /><br />Why not love what we have? First, it saves a lot of money, and secondly...the instant gratificaiton wears off shortly in turn to only want more. Today, and it could change, and probably will, I am in need of nothing. What a nice place to be. Needing nothing materially.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-52046942536786358352009-08-13T13:28:00.004-06:002009-08-13T17:19:24.423-06:00So, I love to begin sentences with so...that is beside the point.<br />I hate unpacking. I hate unpacking. I sure do feel better though when I can walk thru a room. I need to keep that in mind. <br /> <br />Bishop will be grown and married, before I get to see him again. Okay, really not that long, but it feels like it. He is ready to come home and play with kids his own age. I am ready for him to come home so I can fix him vanilla milkshakes. I think that this has been a difficult transition for him. He has gone from getting all the attention at his dads to smelling poopy diapers, and playing with a 3 year old. Instead of going to see "Transformers," they took him to see "Up." Really? Poor kid...He is going to get all my adult kid attention...we are going to take him to see movies, rent movies that he wants to watch, eat what he wants to eat, and play with other 12 year olds. BTW, I was looking at a pic, and he looks like his dad somewhat...now, that is scary. He will come home and have mannerisms like his dad, just as long as he doesn't bring home the sarcasim he will live to be married...<br /><br />One cute story about my fabulous rule follower-walks the straight and narrow son...his friend is moving to TN. He called him and talked to him about it. I asked what he told his friend. He replied "When you get there, find out all the rules, so you don't break them." lol...I would have said "I hate moving, I hate making new friends, everyone is nervous about this process, in the end...it'll be okay, you'll make new friends...I did, etc." But, to say...make sure you find out all the rules is something I wouldn't have thought of. My precious son, I hope that he doesn't fall off the end when he gets older. <br /> <br />Adult achne...what is the point? I hate it when I get up...and it is looking at me...as if it is saying "MUHAHAHA, you just thought my previous siblings were bad when you were a teen!" So, really, I don't recall having bad skin in my teens for the most part. Why now? Why not ever? I have been using Dr. Wexler's products, and it is getting much better. However with this mountain of stress occasionally, I have a mountain on my face. Not fair. Well, I am determined to empy the big box right next to me...imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-31668348162271260442009-07-24T16:07:00.001-06:002009-07-24T16:09:33.658-06:00Had keys made for the house we are moving into...Mine are pink with sparkles...Big C said "How much more were these? If you were a dinosaur, you would be a SPENDALOTOMUS!" HAHAHAHAHAimaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-70520260903433338852009-07-22T14:21:00.001-06:002009-07-22T14:31:15.075-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMuaI6veLFdHpWk8hbiAa1wOcId1RINin7w5spFzYm76uOLHNN_Kk7isu1UFlNQ8XgpTBDSbANcQjG9d9zogRshFgVALe5DITv3YEwxSgWsNvhDD4UiuKBGo7kdrDNaya-XAapmA/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMuaI6veLFdHpWk8hbiAa1wOcId1RINin7w5spFzYm76uOLHNN_Kk7isu1UFlNQ8XgpTBDSbANcQjG9d9zogRshFgVALe5DITv3YEwxSgWsNvhDD4UiuKBGo7kdrDNaya-XAapmA/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361384613657797026" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixuZa_jGhMSKMAZo1CVppCGAMtfGfkOT8hPDLsDN40-EYG9Tir0yTg3OXzISurw7JYwILOsYVTtLBjkaRqCV_iJvKPgFfahyZPrTxM3DFhiJYygpqC0tUN2fOW6i5DzJ6Tmuv5Og/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixuZa_jGhMSKMAZo1CVppCGAMtfGfkOT8hPDLsDN40-EYG9Tir0yTg3OXzISurw7JYwILOsYVTtLBjkaRqCV_iJvKPgFfahyZPrTxM3DFhiJYygpqC0tUN2fOW6i5DzJ6Tmuv5Og/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361384610220232786" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikqc6TGj6OssYrgzYxUqNzzxvi8RRWldrUwQWRDsU9fxNNxU0qGcjCCITnCHP63yn1_CHPizw1BXqdxHk_uGJkyd_A0fLJTDZko46rajpP89vL8SfXSA9RXybs8Pe8ullsqfF1Lg/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikqc6TGj6OssYrgzYxUqNzzxvi8RRWldrUwQWRDsU9fxNNxU0qGcjCCITnCHP63yn1_CHPizw1BXqdxHk_uGJkyd_A0fLJTDZko46rajpP89vL8SfXSA9RXybs8Pe8ullsqfF1Lg/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361384610292915682" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVBfwvyBo5Nl4XfiGJ6p_rjz9-v_4iIyE6tSEb8VaJcpsfOVq1FF1ctBGKu-uFLIuOROiB3HhzLnA8lA7Z6qqew5Bb-SBFnVKD6TIYZDYfI6kVkgJEv3OC5Qr9lqg57VqqaQ0uw/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOVBfwvyBo5Nl4XfiGJ6p_rjz9-v_4iIyE6tSEb8VaJcpsfOVq1FF1ctBGKu-uFLIuOROiB3HhzLnA8lA7Z6qqew5Bb-SBFnVKD6TIYZDYfI6kVkgJEv3OC5Qr9lqg57VqqaQ0uw/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361384604180521650" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7df6voXCk2Ymk0Hm2sEJejYz506VPRwdIqDn3Y76SALbmh9agKROWgC8wO330PyJlu3kv5fKxKWg_BZoBul2rUARji3YA0UcqgNMa0oygq_reX1YO9IbCd3GS8SlS_cJ6ci-LJg/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7df6voXCk2Ymk0Hm2sEJejYz506VPRwdIqDn3Y76SALbmh9agKROWgC8wO330PyJlu3kv5fKxKWg_BZoBul2rUARji3YA0UcqgNMa0oygq_reX1YO9IbCd3GS8SlS_cJ6ci-LJg/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361384599655022466" /></a><br /><br />These are pics that I have taken this summer.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-68842882285178294122009-07-19T20:02:00.006-06:002009-07-19T21:33:05.344-06:00Random things...that I have been thinking about since I have some free time. Gosh, I love summer!<br />I miss my son, he has been gone like 20 years. Okay, not 20 years, just 4 weeks to visit his dad for the summer. <br /><br />I was reading the contents of my conditioner. You know, what you use after shampooing. Why would they put alcohol in it? I am trying to condition my hair, not dry it out even more?<br /><br />I should have bought stock in Bath and Body Works, as I have a lot of stock under my sink. I mean come on...I am saving money when I am buying home fragrances on sale really cheap.<br /><br />You would think I were pregnant as I have been craving buffalo wings like crazy. So, I look like I am pregnant as I have been eating them like crazy.<br /><br />I just got off an airplane this weekend, and I feel sorry for the single mom whose baby cries the whole ride 'cause people like me hate crying babies. And, you know she is thinking "people like her hate it when he cries like crazy."<br /><br />I love summer. I get down time. I don't have to worry about work. No, I don't mind the 10k less a year moving to this 40 year behind the times place, as I can sleep late, go to the beach, and do nothing besides laundry, cleaning the house, keeping all vehicles with gas, grocery shop, put up the laundry, wash the dogs, walk the dogs, make the beds, cook dinner all the time. Wait! This is work...I just have more time to do it seeing that I am not somewhere else 40+ hours a week. <br /><br />Life is full filling when you find what makes it full filling. And, what you think you want isn't always what you need, which is what you wanted all along. I know you have heard that before now. But, when you get there, it is yours. :)<br /><br />How many pair of sunglasses can my fh go through in one year? hmmm...let's count. I don't have that many fingers, so I can't tell you. That's not the truth. He has bought like 3 pair this year, and sits on them every single time. lol...we are only 7 months into the year. So, I bet we have at least 2 more to go.<br /><br />How many shows can I watch 4 seasons to catch up on during the summer? Over the past few summers, during my time of not doing countless chores, I have watched Ugly Betty, the Office, Weeds, Supernatural, Ghost Hunters, Sex in the City, etc. I need to find another one or two this summer. Got any suggestions? By the way, I love Dog Whisper. I watch it all the time, of course when I am not doing countless chores. lol...<br /><br />You know, I think my fh loves to tell people that his wife is a teacher. It is a pride thing for him. I think it is really a selfish thing he has going on, as he knows that I will do all the chores while he is at work...lol...just kidding. :0 BTW, mom, Jason read this and laughed. He replied "That's about right."<br /><br />Well, I get to work tomorrow for half a day! Yay! TTYL...imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-50387921299983855302009-06-26T06:24:00.002-06:002009-06-26T06:46:46.346-06:00I was over at Life Unscriped a few days ago, and saw that Fabulous E had tagged me for this MEME. I absolutely love her blog, and am glad that she has included me.<br /><br />What makes me happy is:<br /><br />1. When my FH is taking a class that isn't too demanding and he has more time to entertain me. haha, you would think that I was 12 or something.<br />2. Summer break, I teach Middle Schoolers, need I say more?<br />3. Hot Wings...okay, so not the extra lbs, but it sure does taste good. BTW, I have been enjoying the same taste without the fried foods by supplementing grilled chicken and/or broiled shrimp. :)<br />4. When my dogs sleep through the night!!<br />5. Watching my son grow up, and learning to not be so uptight and an overbearing mom. (What? I just want him to be safe! FH keeps me in check...wow, it works both ways!)<br />6. The smell of fresh laundered sheets and blankets!<br />7. FitFlops! Love them! Won't go a day without wearing them.<br />8. Going to the Beach every chance I get. I miss everything about home, but going to the beach once a month is DEVINE.<br />9. Using Priceline to name my own price and get great deals on 3 star hotels! (Like getting the DoubleTree in Asheville for half the price on 4th of July weekend.)<br />10. Picking several tv shows that I don't watch durning the school year, and watching every single season during the summer! (Right now it is Weeds, I might try One Tree Hill, next. Last summer was The Office, Ugly Betty, and Supernatural)<br />11. Knowing that there is a reason for everything, and trusting God that I am here for a reason.<br />12. Farm Town...for all you Facebook enthusiasts...this is a fabulous application. I can now farm without getting dirt under my nails!<br /><br />What are your things that make you happy?imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-33868475248904917272009-06-23T09:35:00.002-06:002009-06-23T11:06:55.744-06:00I can't believe that I am a slacker! Okay, so I can.<br />We have been too busy. We have finished the year here in NC. It is okay. I miss family and friends...and, knowing where everything is. <br />We went home for a week, and had a blast. I joked with Big C that I wasn't coming back with him. It is going to be wierd not to have kids around at all this summer...or a blessing in disguse. :)<br />Well, I am going to work on eating right, and loosing the 15 lbs that I have gained since I have been here. It was so easy to eat potatoes that were fried everyday that I had a bad day. <br />Let's see, BKS is with his dad for the rest of the summer. He is a hoot. He has a crush on a girl here in NC. And, he loves to see her...I don't know if I am ready for that. Yikes, he is growing up...and his body is turning into a teen. I am scared of that. I have talked to him about not being as scared of my teacher look...that I really don't get mad...ever, he agreed. What brought this on is his Mother's day poem said "She brought me into this world, she could surely take me out." Really? Not, she is sweet, and cooks me dinner, and is kind loving, and gives me hugs? hmmm...ponder that.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-8707970006337356782009-04-12T17:48:00.002-06:002009-04-12T17:52:17.737-06:00Happy Easter. Well, this small apartment thing is for young newly weds...who don't need some alone time. lol...I love my fh...however, I could use a room to go to for quiet time. lol...<br />We are looking for a house, and I think that we will put an offer on a house tomorrow. It is a cute house. Really spacious, and has a beautiful backyard. Wooded area. Good place.<br />We went to Baltimore, and it was fun. Until the ride home. No wonder why people living in that area are grumpelstilskins. Really, horrible traffic. It told almost twice as long to get home as it did to get there. <br />ROL finally come on tonight. I can't wait. Well, ttyl.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-10521039625988085732009-03-30T18:13:00.003-07:002009-03-30T18:16:51.876-07:00My son is driving me nuts. He always asks why when we tell him no. He thinks he knows everything, and is grumplestilskin when he doesn't get what he wants. Yeah, I said grumplestilskin. I can't stand this age. No wonder why, it is okay to let kids go when they turn 18. lol...Okay, I might be a stalker mom still. We will see. <br />All he wants is this and that. This week it is another airsoft gun. Whatever, we live in a small apartment for the time being. We will start looking for a house soon. <br />My job isn't what I came from, and that isn't bad, or good. It is just different. <br />Well, I am about to take my dogs outside. TTYL.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-53725845955779916922009-03-15T14:58:00.003-07:002009-03-15T15:09:32.902-07:00So, the first week has come and gone. Day 1-hated it...was ready to go back to NWA. Bishop felt the same way. Day 2- it was better...Bishop thought it was better as well. By the end of the week, Bishop loved it, and I can learn to love it. It isn't bad, the team with which I work is FABULOUS...but, it is a different kind of student. They are all sweet kids individually, put them together, it could be a recipe for disaster. <br /><br />Bishop was invited to be in Jazz band, and is pumped.<br /><br />We went to Charlotte, and went to some huge mall. It was fun. Drove by the Lowe's Motor speedway. HUGE. It looked like a cool place to go, even just ONCE. Then, I remembered how I don't like looking for parking places in large crowds, and changed my mind. <br /><br />My whole family had the stomach virus last week. Bishop had it first, then Jason, I thought "yes, free and clear!" Wrong. It was bad. Not as bad as fh had it, but still not fun. <br /><br />Found a good reasonable itailan restaurant to go to. Will have to take family there, when they come and visit, mom. :) (you should stay like a month, and we will find cool stuff to do each weekend.) <br /><br />Still praying that my house sells, and that we won't have a dry, dry winter feeling financially insecure. Talk about praying, we went to Church this morning. We went to Central Methodist...it was good. Learned a lot from Sunday School. Think we will go back soon, like next Sunday.<br /><br />Well, I am off to go exercise. Since I have had a stress fracture...I have gotten quite fluffy. My muffin top...has risen.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-3509384673566763702009-03-09T13:39:00.000-07:002009-03-09T13:40:45.755-07:00I started my first day. I am T-I-R-E-D. Going out to eat tonight. I am teaching 6th grade Math/Science. It is different. Different is good, it allows me to grow professionally.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-70328464882866544632009-03-08T15:29:00.003-07:002009-03-08T20:32:31.305-07:00Bishop has talked about nothing but paint ball guns for like 4 days now. He knows more than we do about it. The teens have begun. He has argued about how expensive it is for about 3 hours a day combined. I told him yesterday that "you are turning into a teenie-bopper." He asked "What is that?" "That is when you are a teen and act like you know more than I do, and I bop you over the head." <br /><br />We have officially moved. There is a couple interested in our house. Yeah! I hope that they buy it. <br /><br />I went up to my new school today. I think that it will be fun. :) People are friendly here. I am glad. Well, with the two hour change of time, I am going to start getting ready for bed.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-66108522577790604022009-02-26T17:24:00.002-07:002009-02-26T17:27:30.389-07:00Well, it has been an exhausting day. I told my classes about my move, and cried. I have so much to do...pack some stuff...pack my room...make some phone calls...overwhelmed, I really just want to go to bed, and wake up at my new job.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-69533384290016660952009-02-21T00:24:00.002-07:002009-02-21T00:26:59.167-07:00Oh by the way...<br />BK is a hoot...<br />"Mom, you got to take the future by the horns; okay, not the horns. Horns are for the D-E-V-I-L. Just pull gently by the ears."<br /><br /><br />"Mom, did you get the job?"<br />Yes.<br />"Yes" with the elbow thing.<br />Why are you so excited?<br />"Job security, mom. In this economy, you just got to be glad that you have a job."imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-49685650718034316492009-02-21T00:03:00.004-07:002009-02-21T00:18:50.173-07:00The season of life is about to change, and I am growing sad about leaving what I know behind. Don't get me wrong, I am glad to join my husband sooner...but, I have lived here for 7 years now. <br />I have great friends and comrades. There are work people...that I email from their email when they leave their computer logged on. Like, a science teacher the other day, I invited everyone to church with her...lol. I beep people in the middle of class to tell them how important they are. I, too, have left my computer on, and got emails about coach purses and uggs for sale. lol...that one was funny. I have tried scaring my friend, Kim, up in the Little Theatre by slamming a door. She has scared me by coming out of her closet with a Halloween guy. I love my job, I love the people with whom I work. I have listened to friends about divorces, marriages, kids, parties, diets, exercising. They have listened to me about relationships, my marriage, my son, my step-kids, babies, dogs, cats, allergies, families, purses, shoes, running, stress fractures, trips. It has been a good 7 years of good friends in the making, and hopefully not just a season.<br />I have friends outside of work that we call and vent with each other. We go out to eat, well, not lately with this economy. We have dinners at my house, it is all about to change though. Will it be winter, dry, and not as colorful? <br />Transition is hard, all the things that I have just written about, I get to do it again. However, with new friends...and not alone, but with my husband and God by my side. It is bitter-sweet, this change...it will blossom into spring, and summer as the years go by, and I will have the same things about which to write...later. <br />I am going to miss it here.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-41992699484298063772009-02-06T19:40:00.003-07:002009-02-06T19:52:27.825-07:00So, during the school year, I am a HORRIBLE blogger, if you haven't noticed!<br /><br />I get so wrapped up with the Monday thru Friday gig, then do not as much on the weekends.<br /><br />Josh and Shelbie moved out. It is nice to have piece and quiet after 4 years of living with teens, and then with their spouses. :) No really, did I say really nice? I meant to say a non-gray hair saver. Yep, I am hoping that the 4 my hair stylist colored will no longer be...<br /><br />My FH, Big C said "on your Birthday, you will be 38." "38? Really?" I replied. "Yep,..." he said with assurance. "Nope, I will be prime this year, try 37" (Okay for you non math geeks, 37 is a prime number...this year, I am composite, meaning more than one and 36 will divide into 36.) He is such a silly man sometimes. I love him anyway.<br /><br />Bishop turned 12 this year, it is hard to believe how fast this life span has gone, infact in another 10 years, hopefully he will be financially stable, and Jason and I will get to travel the world. (For all you English buffs, how did you like that run on sentence?)<br /><br />Well, I am training for a 5k in April, and I have lost about 9 lbs. I could loose 15 more, and would settle for 10 more at my old age. It really isn't cool that after 35 my body runs a bit slower than it did even when I was say...33. That is the price of growing old GRACEFULLY. :) <br /><br />Here are a couple of pics of me and my buddies at dinner and at lunch:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixFNW2g1LyvZupvg_iDX8Os3_42Q322e-KvrbmJAlhKSOhzuDLdZqh0nNDNUXM0-KnMdQVQezueDx7rULIZFLIINvw2bAJoVI2HHtHEDNdSYmvT0ZodRrzqucn5D2AoJHqv9nSCg/s1600-h/IMG_0466.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixFNW2g1LyvZupvg_iDX8Os3_42Q322e-KvrbmJAlhKSOhzuDLdZqh0nNDNUXM0-KnMdQVQezueDx7rULIZFLIINvw2bAJoVI2HHtHEDNdSYmvT0ZodRrzqucn5D2AoJHqv9nSCg/s200/IMG_0466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299882629739055570" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs-_Zt__NNZMgHlj2xKI1u4zMWwlg-qQeR9iZnn5cmKDaNiKegDBHnZiVt-H3hEojWMrA3T2pNwkbBY2y_O1QapS-XzAsPbJI6XGBAwCXOGcc77egF4jALaEercT0MNeVTo-RKIQ/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs-_Zt__NNZMgHlj2xKI1u4zMWwlg-qQeR9iZnn5cmKDaNiKegDBHnZiVt-H3hEojWMrA3T2pNwkbBY2y_O1QapS-XzAsPbJI6XGBAwCXOGcc77egF4jALaEercT0MNeVTo-RKIQ/s200/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299882620102629570" /></a>imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-26364438263032530392008-12-22T08:23:00.003-07:002008-12-22T08:39:22.003-07:00<div><embed src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=3242591731708785096&site=widget-c8.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3242591731708785096&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/p1/3242591731708785096/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3242591731708785096&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/p2/3242591731708785096/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3242591731708785096&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/p4/3242591731708785096/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br /><br />Here are various pics of the last month. I am so glad that FH is home for a couple of weeks. <br />We celebrated Christmas yesterday. I think everyone had fun. BTW, mom, Bishop loves his model airplanes. I have been terribly honory with Bishop. I kept on telling him that he is getting various stuff that he didn't put on his list. I think that by the end, he figured out I was pulling his leg.<br /><br />For his birthday, we are going to look into sending him up into a plane. His dream is to go to the Air Force Academy. :) He has big goals, and I love that. Keep nurturing goals that are attainable and high. <br /><br />The grand kids are cute. Tony is getting more tolerable seeing that he is almost 6 months old. His head isn't as bobbly, nor is he crying all the time. Hope sure is a good mom. I knew she would be. Jason is going to miss the grand kids the most. Matthew is Josh's kid, he is one...and drools everywhere. He is cute as well. I guess when you are a grandparent, you just love grand kids cause they go home. :) I personally look at it, as they are my natural Alli...and we have the same enemy...our kids. lol...Okay, really, I hold them for a bit, and buy them the nosiest toys, and clothes. I am not that EVIL. LOL...or maybe you should ask Hope and Josh that. lol...they might have a different opinion. <br /><br />Shelbie and I have talked over the past week or so, how step-kids and dad's are a growing challenge. I shared with her that in the beginning that I tried to fight every battle...and I was miserable. I now choose my battles wisely...and I am happier. I shared with her that it was his kid, and he would do his best to take care of him, and that the kids mom, we have no control over her. This has been a growing experience for me, I have been getting to share with her things that I have learned the hard way with FH. :) <br /><br />Last night, we went to dinner with friends. Jason is going to miss everyone. I will later before I move.<br />Tonight, we are off to dinner with friends again. :)imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-41855237725405644822008-11-27T00:14:00.004-07:002008-11-27T00:52:07.233-07:00Since the last post, I have gotten my house on the market. What a chore! I packed 30 boxes of stuff that I want to keep, to get rid of the clutter.<br />3 of which were Bath and Body Works stuff. My I have a lot of home fragrances stuff. Candles, wallflower refills, soaps...I found a BBW in Asheboro, NC! Yeah for me, and my house.<br /><br />I have gone to NC twice. The first time wasn't love at first sight by any means. Try stepping back in time like 20 years. Banks aren't open on Saturday! What? Yep, NWA has spoiled me in many ways. Sushi anyone? Try at least a 45 minute drive. I am accustomed to a Wal-Mart the size of ten whole blocks. Okay, maybe not that big. lol... Dillard's, not much of a shoe collection. It wasn't Like Butter. :( <br /><br />What I did find was NICE people. Not boochie like around here. No one was fast paced, everyone was friendly. Beautiful area. I was scared of the schools for Bishop. Keep in mind, I am accustomed to schools that care about performance in the state. :0 One school I went to said "It is just a test. Who cares." Me. Then, I decided to go to the south city school. What I found there were smart boards in every classroom, extra curricular activites that I am accustomed to having + wrestling. (I know that Bishop won't be a wrestler...I think.) In high school, Bishop can join the Air Force ROTC. :) I am excited about that. He is dying to go to the Air Force Academy. He talks about it at least once a week. He loves everything about air planes, and I am glad to nurture that type of love. Hey, he has a goal which is much more than what I was concerned about in 6th grade! His 10th grade year he can apply for the Zoo School, which is science based. I told him all about it. He said "Gosh mom, your school really cares about me. What a waste of 4 years." lol...kids. <br /><br />I found a hair dresser. Was kind of worried about that. Everyone that I had seen still had the bear claw bangs. I ran into a lady, and said I must have the number of your hair dresser. Got it, hope I don't loose it. <br /><br />Gearing up for the holidays. Finishing shopping this weekend. Then I will be done with it.<br /><br />I talk to my brother now more than ever. Yep, like once a week. Record for him. :)<br /><br />I am going to miss my husband, as he is leaving for NC in January. It is all falling together well. I feel more comfortable about the move.<br /><br />Oh yeah one more thing: I love Ugg boots. I got my first knit pair last year. Love them. My feet are warm and cozy. Then, I got a leopard print pair. Watch out baby, there is a new shoe in town that will override the ouchy heeled boots anytime. Jason and I laugh that I can now run as fast as a leopard. lol...My mom and brother are getting me a classic mini for X-Mas. And, then it will be all over. I will never go a day without cozy feet in the winter.<br /><br />Okay really, this is the last thing. Went to Wal-Mart to get some gifts when I was really tired which means I will definitely tell you the truth when you ask... Stuff for grand kids which means stupid baby stuff. (Did I tell you that they drool all over everything? Seeing that I have germ issues, that is bad. They cry and you don't know why? Really annoying.) Anyway, the kid at the check out lane said <br />"Oh do you have a little one?"<br />"Oh no, I don't, I don't like babies. This is for grandchildren."<br />"Oh...Do you have any children?"<br />"Yep, my opc (only precious child) who is 11."<br />"Well, (tone changed to I am not quite sure if I should ask this) Do you like 11 year olds?"<br />"OH yes. They are so much fun at this age."<br />Sigh of relief..."That is good."imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-71634388599099127452008-10-12T06:36:00.002-06:002008-10-12T06:48:40.621-06:00So, I am not as tired as I was last week. Jason's plant is closing, and we are eternally grateful that they offered him a job in NC. Shocking news, but true. <br /><br />Jason came home and said "I don't know where to begin." Yikes, I thought he was going to tell me something worse than he did. Like he was, oh never mind. Back to what he said "We are moving to NC." I was terribly excited. Then, I was terribly sad. What about my friends? What about work? I love my job, I love my collueges! I love what I do! What about loosing money on our house? We can't do that. At the end of the week, he hadn't signed on the dotted line...they are flying us out in a couple of weeks for the weekend. And, by the grace of a loving God, they offered us a better moving package to help us bring money to the table when we sell the house! Praise Jesus! <br /><br />Last night: After someone was driving crazy...Josh, Shelby, Bishop and I went out to eat. Josh said "I can't believe that...showed their bootA like that in front of you." Bishop said "What did you get mooned?" lol...I laughed. Then I told Bishop that if he ever drives like that, I am taking away his car. He said "Yes, ma'am." Well, it was a good opportunity to do that. <br /><br />Matthew and Julia has given blessing to the move. I am delighted to say that we won't have to have a fight in court! They get him all of Christmas, all of Spring Break, and all but the first 11 days of summer break. We are going to talk to our lawyer and have him draw up papers. <br /><br />Life is good. Busy, but good. :)imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-76789103282859626162008-10-05T18:22:00.002-06:002008-10-05T18:23:53.883-06:00<div><embed src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2522015791339765449&site=widget-c9.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2522015791339765449&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p1/2522015791339765449/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2522015791339765449&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p2/2522015791339765449/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2522015791339765449&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p4/2522015791339765449/bb_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br /><br />Baking cupcakes with Maria was really fun. <br /><br />By the way, God is taking us to North Carolina. Jason's plant is closing, and they have offered him a job there. <br />We are excited, scared, and tired. Or minds are thinking of a thousand things that we need to do before we move.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-53031044209993681982008-09-21T13:32:00.002-06:002008-09-21T13:45:22.111-06:00Since then...<br />I had "Souper Sunday" where I had a few of my friends here. Blast.<br />It was Maria's B-Day, and I made a cheesy CD filled with songs that I have sang...Everything has a song that goes with it.<br />ie. I was so sick that I slept all night long (snap)...all night(snap)...all night(snap).<br />It is cold in here...cold as Ice...up in here, up in here.<br />So, people that grew up in the 80's understand. Big C (FH) and I sing all the time like this. <br /><br />I have bonded with people in my math class...they miss me when I am gone, share with me tid bits of their lives...it is nice to be somewhere where I am not a mother, teacher, wife, I can be a student. <br /><br />And, school is going well. Each year brings new challenges, new beginnings, and I love it. <br /><br />OPC has decided that he wants to go into the Air Force Academy. Ambitious for a 6th grader. He is a dedicated student. He has a goal, and he is sticking by it. We shared with him that it is easier for him to make better discions now, instead of trying to make them all when he is older. We will see. I hope that he isn't putting too much pressure on himself, and will fall off the wagon, and stay there. <br /><br />The grandbaby looks just like Big C. Scarey I know. lol...he is doing well.<br /><br />Still waiting to find out about National Board Certification.imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-12801720216648474422008-09-04T19:44:00.002-06:002008-09-04T19:57:16.791-06:00My cover is blown...<br />Golden boy asked me what I do..."I am a teacher." "math" <br />He looked at me and said "Then why are you taking this class?" <br />"To refresh my math skills for National Board Certification."<br />I did score perfect on the quiz. Who cares? I teach 7th grade math. lol...<br />Not as impressive as if I scored perfect on a Calculas quiz, huh?<br />Let's see me score perfect on a fine arts art quiz...can't do it.<br />Or how about Geography? That would be no.<br />Math geek, math geek, math geek, that is what I am, I have been, what I always will be.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq52HsqT0J5uQtEZS4ghMP6V1cfLzibcpeVhXwVVGdhBZhXjV-tOwWpYdr-iWRjafks60q3AlCrVwKAfMQCKFQnlL0Gim7zrWJLCOYd8IyVAJasXWNprQxb61213WnOHQyp7Ungw/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq52HsqT0J5uQtEZS4ghMP6V1cfLzibcpeVhXwVVGdhBZhXjV-tOwWpYdr-iWRjafks60q3AlCrVwKAfMQCKFQnlL0Gim7zrWJLCOYd8IyVAJasXWNprQxb61213WnOHQyp7Ungw/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242350367612506610" /></a>imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-12501823608876061902008-09-03T05:09:00.002-06:002008-09-03T05:13:19.132-06:00Who wears short shorts? Nair for short shorts...<br /><br />Okay, so I might sing that song today. <br /><br />My night refresher night course is going well...Last night I answered 9 questions that not even golden boy answered, and got them right. The professor said "What is the answer to this, anyone aside from the lady in front can answer this one." That would be me...I am the annoying student that loves to answer every single question, and must get them right every single time! That would be me.<br /><br />So, I was thinking, why do I take such pride in my math skills in a not even for credit course? lol...because I am a profectionist, that is why!imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-64122727714659999882008-08-25T17:02:00.001-06:002008-08-25T17:03:55.589-06:00I must liven things up...<br />It is a challenge for you, too.<br /><br />When at lunch, sing the most annoying song, so your collegues sing it all day as well. Today "I would do anything for love..."<br /><br />Tomorrow "I'm too sexy..."<br />Let me know how it goes!imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34246002.post-87697027710329109122008-08-21T17:34:00.003-06:002008-08-21T17:45:10.914-06:00Back to the grinding post...<br />I taught patterns, expressions and equations, and exponents this week. I told my kids that I was in 7th grade 24 years ago. They were completely shocked. At least at this juncture, I haven't taught several generations. Yep, back to work. Yeah. Set schedule, get up at the same time, go to bed early, late, early, late...<br /><br />My OPC who has ocs has his own schedule that I can't seem to remember. He loves to get up before the roosters, watch TV, read, play, and enjoy quiet time. That just shocks me. What kid loves to get up and have "alone time?"<br /> <br />Heidi's furneral is on Saturday, and me and my posseee are going. It is the saddest thing ever. There have been times that I have gotten up, and getting ready in my blue bathroom, and I think about last Friday. I start to cry, but I don't, can't, won't. I think that is the reason I have been having near panic attacks this week. <br /><br />Aside from the somber week, it has been okay. I am hungry all the time. As Big C says "me and groceries go way back." lol...Well, it feels that way. I have lost 14 lbs since Jan. I would like to loose 10 more. I will settle for 5.<br /><br />BTW, if you look at our DC pictures below, what do you notice that stays the same? Big C's (fh) shirt is the exact same...we forgot to grab the hanging clothes which included all of his shirts! One time we went somewhere, and we forgot jeans and pants. lol...imaeskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05076005904988557421noreply@blogger.com0