Reaching. Pretty Sure That's What I'm Supposed to be Doing.

I've recently seen three movies that affected me, in different yet similar ways. (Caution - possible movie spoilers ahead...)

1. TAKEN. A drama / suspense about a CIA-type man whose daughter is abducted in France and sold into the sex-slavery business, and his journey to rescue her. While CIA-type thrillers have always been high on my list, this one moved me on another level. I've been aware of this type of "underground" that goes on around the world, but I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since watching this movie. Maybe it's because I have a daughter who's about to embark on her first European trip without Daddy. Maybe it's because she's about to be "on her own" without an awful lot of street-smarts. Maybe it's something much greater than both of those.

2. SEVEN POUNDS. With the exception of Men In Black, I love me some Will Smith. I will still watch Fresh Prince on Nick-at-Nite when Clint's not at home. This movie did not disappoint me. While it was a little dark and slightly confusing at first, I couldn't leave it. It was about a man who made a tragic choice that killed seven people, who then spent the rest of his days trying to make it up to seven more. While I don't agree with his philosophy of trying to "buy his own forgiveness," his desire to completely change the lives of complete strangers tugged at my heart. He was willing to do this, no matter the cost to himself. He looked for opportunities to do this. He didn't wait for them to knock on his door. This movie hasn't left my mind since I watched it.

3. SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE. A must-see. Creative, entertaining, yet enlightening and heart-breaking all at the same time. A story-teller-type tale of a boy who grew up in the slums of India. Completely captured my heart. Maybe because I'm going to Peru in about 5 weeks, and I've seen pictures of homes and children there which looked like the homes and children depicted in this movie, and maybe it's knowing that I'm going to experience that lifestyle first-hand, even if only for a couple of days. Maybe it's because the resourcefulness of the adorable-yet conniving little boy achingly reminded me of one of my own.

Over coffee last week with two of my favorite friends, I was introduced to a benefit that's going to take place this weekend. It's called Reach2Rescue. From what I can put together, it's sponsored (at least in part) by a young man in town who I know of, but do not know personally. To make a long story short, there are several bands putting on a concert with proceeds going towards rescuing boys and girls who are sex slaves in Nepal. A statistic on the website stated that in Nepal, "Girls between the ages of 8 and 16 are in the highest demand." I have a daughter who fits smack in the middle of that. So do her cousins. So do the girls on her soccer team. So do the girls I teach. So do the girls who live in our "neighborhood". That churns my stomach and takes my breath away. So I'm going. I've never heard any of the bands who will be playing. I may not like their music. But I'm going. And I'm taking at least one daughter with me. And I can't wait.

This week, another friend's FB status said that she had spent the day volunteering at the Food Bank - "boxed enough food to feed 800 families!" She has 6 children (all home on spring break this week) and a husband who is going to be without a job in just a few weeks. But this is how she chose to spend her time. Reaching.

Lately I've felt more than a little disconnected. Some days I often don't feel like I reach my students. Many days, I feel like I'm not reaching my daughters. Sometimes, my husband even feels out of reach. But I don't think that these various recent events in my life are disconnected. I think they sat themselves on my doorstep and invited themselves to stay. So what am I going to do about it? This week, I'm going to reach. I'm going to be at the concert on Friday night, helping to reach children in Nepal. As soon as I type this, I'm going to contact the Food Bank and see how I can be of help to reach people right here where I live. And in five weeks, I'm going to be reaching out to the Quechua people of Peru. Reaching. Being the hands of Jesus. Pretty sure that's what I'm supposed to be doing right now. LML.

Superbowl Entertainment

Yes, I watched SuperBowl XLIII (that's 43...I've been teaching Roman numerals in math this week). I typically will watch the SuperBowl just because it's the SuperBowl and everybody will be talking about it in the days that follow. It was just us girls at home tonight, plus #1's friend "A". Shortly after the game started, I realized that #1 and her BF had made a little wager on the outcome. If the Steelers won, he had to take her on a shopping trip; if the Cardinals won, she had to take him out to dinner. Now, #1 can almost always be found at a home SCA football game, but can almost never tell you anything except the final score. She's like her mama...she's there to people-watch. Tonight, however, was a different story. She asked question after question - what does that mean? what should they do now? what is his position? how many points is that worth? - in between her texting and Facebook updates. Over the years, I've learned a few things about football, but A knows the game well. She very patiently answered all of #1's questions. In the last half of the game, both girls were alternately cheering and groaning, much to #2's chagrin (9:00 bedtime). When Arizona scored that touchdown in the last quarter, #1 screamed and jumped off the couch. She then went to sit right next to A, clutching her arm. Oh, and she refused to check her phone, knowing the BF was sending an in-your-face text. You wouldn't believe how those two girls cheered when the Steelers pulled it off. Personally, I think that she should make the BF buy her a Steelers jersey when he takes her shopping. You know, add a lil' insult to injury. :)
Oh. I know you're wondering. My favorite commercial was the one with Mr. & Mrs. Potato Head driving in the car. I've already told #2 to take off her angry eyes.

She Did It

She's been thinking about it since way back in 2007. Yesterday, she finally gave in and did it. Here's the result.

It's not exactly what I had in mind, and it's a good bit shorter than I think either one of us were thinking, but she seems to be in love with it. And that makes it all good with me.

HIJACKED!!!

Can anybody out there tell me how this ended up here:

My recent blog post was published, without any notification to me or permission from me, in the current publication of this paper. CAN THEY DO THAT???? Can they just copy and paste my words and sell them for profit like that? When I did research papers with my 5th graders last year, we talked about this little thing called plaguerism. I even taught them how to cite the websites they used to gather their information. Surely I have some friends - English teachers, photographers, college students, graphic design artists - who can offer me some insight here. In the meantime...

New Year's Lesson Learned: BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU POST ON HERE. YOU NEVER KNOW WHERE IT MAY END UP!!

ELEVEN

It's a bit of an awkward age. One day you're watching Nickelodeon and playing Littlest Pet Shop. The next day, you're trying to straighten your own hair. It's the age where you transition from being the big kids at the elementary school to being the little kids ("awww...look how cute they are..." say the 7th graders) in middle school. It's the age where there are more non-toys on your Christmas list than there are toys, but it's still the toys that really excite you. It's the age where you need braces and deoderant.

When you get a group of 11-year old girls together, you get a lot of noise - shrill voices, raucous laughter, singing that sounds more like shouting. When you get a group of 11-year old girls together, you hear a lot of talk about boys, always including words like "ugly, disgusting, stupid, annoying" following by hushed whispers and quiet giggles.

Today, #2 turned 11. When it was time to get dressed, she asked what shoes would match her new top best and asked me to straighten her hair in the back where she couldn't reach. Her first "gift" of the day was getting a pedicure with a BFF. They talked and laughed the entire time the nail techs were painting polka dots on their toes. Tonight, I took her and four friends for pizza and a movie. I let the girls have their own table at the restaurant, watched them order their own food and serve themselves. I sat behind them at the movies, watching them whisper to each other about funny parts and squirm during the parts that made us all cry.

This side of eleven is one that I love. Yes, they're awkward and loud. But when a familiar song came on the radio and all five of them were singing at the top of their lungs, I honestly wanted to keep on driving rather than turn in the driveway. When they were playing tag inside the house, I just waited out the squeals and tried to stay out of the way of 10 running and sliding feet. Eleven-year-old girls love life. They're not yet consumed by clothes or hair or make-up, they're not yet obsessed with thoughts of which boys are hot, they're not disrespectful or know-it-alls. They still like me, each other, and themselves. They're just trying to squeeze in as much fun - playing with dolls, jumping on the trampoline, shrieking with laughter - as they can. I almost think they're aware of what's coming. I know I am. And it's not all that fun from a mom's perspective. So for now, I'm enjoying this side of eleven.

It's going to be a long night. Those four friends are spending the night. Right now, it's 11:30 and they're getting set up for Guitar Hero. They'll be up and down the stairs a dozen times after midnight. They'll burst out in a fresh round of laughter just when I think they've finally gone to sleep. They probably won't go to sleep until 3 or 4 a.m. But it's all good. They're just eleven.

HAPPY ELEVENTH BIRTHDAY, #2! I LOVE YOU!

Christmas '08 Highlights

(In no particular order...)

• Clint's Christmas gift to me was closing in a small area of our back porch to make a new room on the house - looks great, hubby!
• We got to see #2 perform in her last school Christmas musical - she was a swooning cheerleader!
• Hosted a Christmas party for #1 and the basketball girls - lots of pizza, gag gifts, giggles, and Guitar Hero
• Tortured the girls by making them hunt for their gifts on Christmas morning
• Got to play with the cousins at Penny's house on Christmas Eve - we were amazed at B's vocabulary and outgoing personality, and G-man may very well be the cutest baby around
  
• Had our last Christmas Eve at Nanny's house - while she is already missed, it was precious to have one more Christmas in her home
• Played games with the girls and the grands on Christmas Day - Harry Potter Clue and Littlest Pet Shop Monopoly
• Took #2 and K ice skating at Chehaw - I love to see the laughter when ten-year-old girls are having fun together!!
• Successfully watched Bedtime Stories - third time's the charm!
• Gave donations as gifts to many family members and friends - Bibles for the Quechua people of Peru
• Saw the house in Callaway Lakes with the dancing lights - and the woman who brought her own chair and toddy to watch :)
  
• #1 organized a Christmas dinner/gift exchange with 10 of her closest friends
• Had new PJs for Christmas Eve

All in all, it was a wonderful Christmas... and it's not over yet! :-)
Hope yours was great too!

Christmas Lesson Learned

For several weeks now, I had been excited about what I had hoped would become a new Christmas family tradition. Having seen the previews for Disney's new movie Bedtime Stories, I had planned for all of us to go to the movie Christmas night. After several hectic days of cooking, eating, wrapping, opening, smiling for pictures, taking pictures, visiting with family, going to the next house...I thought this would be a calm way to end the day. I was excited. I LOVE to go to the movies, and we very rarely go as a family anymore.
We tried to go for the 8:00 show. Sold out. This should have been my first clue, but we went ahead and bought tickets for the 9:30 show. #2 was pumped about getting to go a "late movie" - that would be a first for her! So we returned to the theater an hour and a half later with tickets in hand. (Picture me at this point rubbing my palms together in glee.) Armed with a large Coke and a box of chocolate-covered raisins, we headed into our theater. This should have been my second clue. The noise level was such that I was afraid we might not be able to find four seats together, but when we rounded the corner, the theater wasn't even half full. We settled into our seats about four rows from the top (just where I like to sit), but noticed quickly that most people weren't settling anywhere. Large groups of teenagers would sit down in one area, only to get up a few minutes later and move to another one, all the while yelling at friends on the opposite side. I'm reminding my girls not to put their feet on the seats in front of them, and the kids around us are cussing & yelling. My girls are rolling their eyes at me, while I'm saying a prayer of thanks for private schools. Surely it would get better once the movie started, right?!? About halfway through the previews, the manager came in with a sheriff's deputy and about six employees. He gave a speech about theater etiquette, while the dudes in burgundy vests checked ticket stubs. No problem. Daughter #1 said they did the same exact thing when she went to see Twilight last month. The movie begins. Granted, the volume was too low, even for a calm theater, but with the noise all around us, you couldn't hear a thing. We were surrounded by the most obnoxious, inconsiderate, rude, unruly, disrespectful, and selfish group of teenagers I have ever been around in my life. The sheriff's deputy came back in, either yelling at people to put their cell phones away, or asking them to leave. Burgundy-vest-dudes tried to keep the theater quiet, but the "patrons" only argued with them. About fifteen minutes into the picture, when another sheriff's deputy came in, surely to eject them, we knew it was time to leave. (Picture me now with steam coming out of my ears.) The manager, bless his heart, was happy to refund the money for both our tickets and concessions. Honestly, I feel bad for him and his staff. They were fighting a losing battle. I think every family in that theater left. I can't tell you a single thing about the fifteen minutes of the movie that I sat through.
Lesson Learned: DON'T GO TO THE MOVIES ON CHRISTMAS DAY IN ALBANY, GA.

Disclaimer: We had a wonderful Christmas Day with family. Happy Christmas post to come tomorrow, after I go see my movie. :-)

I'm It.

I'm supposed to be baking brownies. I'm supposed to be sweeping floors. I'm supposed to be getting ready for the Christmas party I'm hosting in two hours. But okay, AL, I'll play along. :-)


The rules were...

1) Choose the 4th folder where you store your pictures on your computer

2) Select the 4th picture in the folder

3) Explain the picture

4) Tag 4 people to do the same

NO CHEATING! (cropping, editing, etc!)

Here's my picture:

This was taken in June of 2007. I was sending my hubby and daughter #1 off to Peru. They were joing the SCA mission team for a 10 day trip to share the love in the Andes Mts. (#2 and I were headed to Disney World.)
Next Peru pics...I hope I'm in 'em!! :-)


Now it's your turn...Cass, Clint, Lyndi, and... do I have any other readers out there? I don't think so.

PEACE. LOVE. VAMPIRES.

Twilight. Yes, I'm an avid reader. But #1? She's obsessed. She devoured the books, like I've never seen her read anything else. She quite literally shrieked with joy when she got an e-mail that the movie tickets had gone on sale here. You can't have a conversation with her without some Twilight reference sneaking into it. She's had many a spirited debate on whether vampires "sparkle" (in the sun, as Stephanie Meyers' characters do), or die, as is the commonly-held belief in vampire lore. She bought the soundtrack the day it hit the stores, after agonizing on whether to purchase it off ITunes or get the real CD. She bought the CD because it came with a poster. She watched every movie trailer on the internet. She was counting down the hours (for several days, mind you) until she got to go to the movie tonight. She made t-shirts for her and the BFF to wear. I'd bet she had a hard time going to sleep last night just thinking about it. Her dad and boyfriend just roll their eyes. Personally, I find it endearing. If you know #1, she's calm and easy-going, nothing much gets her very excited. I think the twinkle she gets in her eyes at the mention of Twilight is so adorable, I talk about it just to see her reaction. I'm gonna pay to go see the movie with her tomorrow, just so I can hear the bubbly excitement in her voice. Obsessed? You bet she is.

Oh. The back of the shirts. "Bite me. PLEASE."

I love this girl!

Open Up, Already!!!

Maybe I'm showing my lack of techno-savvy here, but...

I'm home with a sick child today, it's freezing outside, and I'd like nothing better than to read a few chapters of Midnight Sun. Problem is, whenever I try to open the file, I get nothing but a blank page. I do have the Adobe Reader installed. Haven't seen any pop-ups warning about anything. Can anybody tell me what to do???

Signed,

Shamelessly addicted to Twilight

7 Things You Never Knew About ME

1. I watch Disney Channel shows. Suite Life, Hannah Montana, Drake & Josh (that's actually Nickelodeon), and Wizards of Waverly Place are a few of my faves. I think I've seen nearly all of the episodes of each of them at least three times. When Clint's at work, and it's just us girls for supper, we snuggle on the couch and watch these shows. Good times.

2. I want a puppy. Yep, it's true. Something cute and furry that will cuddle in my lap, but not shed dog hair all over my couches. Oh, and I want Clint to train it for me. :-)

3. I think my feet are extremely cute. I've always been a little vain about my toes. They descend nicely in length from the big toe to my little one. That's why losing my toenail (did I tell you I lost my toenail?) has been so dramatic for me. You know what they say...pride goeth before a fall.

4. When I grow up, I wanna be a teacher's aide. All of the pleasure, none of the pain. You still get nights, weekends, and summers off. But you don't take any work home. You still get to interact with the kids. But not with the parents. :-) You still get to make bulletin boards, organize activities, and grade papers. But those are your only responsibilities. Yes, the nerd in me loves to do all three of those things.

5. I love to shop for school supplies. This is one giddy girl when July rolls around, and the stores start to put out brand new notebooks, pencils, and crayons. It's a huge deal around here. I buy at least a dozen boxes of (Crayola!) crayons and just as many composition books when they're dirt cheap. I had begun to be sad at the prospect of not getting to do this with #1 for much longer. But last year, we started filling two extra backpacks with supplies and dropping them off at a nearby public school. Now, I have a reason for buying school supplies for MANY more years to come. That makes me happy.

6. I was a competitive gymnast during middle and high school. I actually won second place in state for my age division and competition level one year. That other girl beat me. I also taught gymnastics for quite a few years afterwards. Sometimes I still see the girls from my preschool class around town. Now they're all grown up and starting families of their own.

7. I'm slightly OCD when it comes to eating peanut M&Ms. I like to get one of each color in my hand at a time. I never eat two of the same color at a time. OR, I only eat two of each color at a time. Weird, I know. But, hey, that's me.

Well, now you know almost everything there is to know about me. Hope you'll still be my friend. And I'm taggin' #1 and #2. I'm interested to hear what they have to say...

Take a Look!!

Here's a sneak peek at our favorite senior, thanks to Tammi. :-)

It Happened

I knew it would happen one day. I didn't know when. Or where. Or how. I had wondered how long it would take...who would be with me when it finally did happen? I wondered if I would even notice. I wasn't sure if I wanted it to happen or not...would it hurt? Would anybody be there to offer support? Would anybody understand what I was going through?
Tonight was the night. It actually happened during dinner at my parents' house. I'm glad I was surrounded by family when it occured. I'm glad they were there to share the moment and offer support when...
my toenail FINALLY fell off.

Bliss on the River

One of my favorite "pasttimes" is going out on the boat. No, we don't have a boat, but Grandpa does. We used to take it out quite a bit when G'ma & G'pa had a little place at the lake, and even after that we would run it down the river fairly often. However, I don't think it's been put in the water but once or twice since we started building our house, and that's been, oh, maybe 5 years. Anyhow...Hubby surprised me yesterday morning by telling me he was going to get it out and clean it up. #2 and I pitched in for a little bit, and by late afternoon he had it cranked up & ready to run.

Today we took #2 and her friend "G" out for an afternoon ride. I love the feel of the sun on my shoulders, the breeze in my hair, and the water underneath me. I could ride like that for the entire day!! #2 and I tried out the tube, but the years of non-use had taken their toll. Guess we'll be in the market for one of those now. I can't wait to get #1 back on a tube - we used to laugh and scream the whole time we were riding. FUN TIMES!! We decided that one day soon we're going to pack up some fixin's and have us a lil' BBQ there on the "beach." Hubby & I even picked out a nice waterfront spot for our retirement years. :-) We'd both love to live on the water one day. In the meantime, we'll settle for an afternoon cruise down the Flint.

Mom Will Be So Proud!!!

Anyone who knows me knows that I am not a very healthy eater. Well, trying to be more "grown-up" in my meal choices (and a better example to my finicky daughters) I decided to try something new today. I just finished a Chargrilled Chicken Salad from Chick-fil-a, complete with spicy dressing and sunflower seeds. I didn't even pick the carrots & purple onions off! And guess what?? I liked it! I never believed that a salad could fill me up, but it did. Next I'm going to try the Zen-sation from Zaxby's that Clint is so crazy about!

Oh...also got a new cut & color today. Went a little darker with some cool chunky blonde highlights (which don't show much in the picture). I like it, but it probably won't look like this once it's washed. :-)










Now, its out to the pool for a nap. Not too many days left to do that!!!

It's Been a Super Saturday!

Slept 'til 10ish... KrispyKreme donuts for breakfast (surprise!!)... had help finishing my cleaning... floated in the pool with a book for three hours... ate supper with the family... had hubby's homemade ice cream for dessert... gave baby Grant his bedtime bottle... and now I'm watching #2 play MarioKart, just waiting to go to bed (at a normal hour for a change).
I love Saturday.

This Is What I Get for Trying to Be Productive...

Since we've been home for...oh, two weeks now, I thought I would get all of our suitcases tucked back away in the attic today. After dutifully inspecting each to make sure it was truly empty, then nesting each one inside the other, I lugged them up the stairs. As usual, there were some things that had to be moved before I could put them back in their proper attic spot. Once the clutter had been moved out of the way, I took one heaving breath...and did this.

Oh........my..........gosh. I had pulled my big toenail all the way back. It was only hanging on at the base of the nailbed. (*Shudder*) I frantically started yelling for Riley, who could not decide whether Mom (who was rolling around on the floor at this point) was laughing or crying. Once she understood what had happened, she had the utmost sympathy for me - being that she ripped her pinky fingernail off after slamming it in the car door last summer. Well, what exactly does one do when you have an almost-ripped-off-toenail??? I called my mom. After some "OOOh-ing" she basically told me I could go the emergency room and let them "surgically" remove it, or I could suck it up and wait for it to fall off. Wow - what appealing options. My next move...call Clint, at the fire station. I knew there was nothing he could do, but I was looking for some sympathy. So, here we are after ice, Advil, and an afternoon on the couch with the foot propped up Googling advice for "dangling big toenail". Here's what I want to know. Is the thing really going to just fall off? Because right now it seems to be stuck right back on there!?! And how long does it take to grow a brand-spanking-new big toenail? Tammi, just imagine how they'll talk about me (in Chinese, of course!) when I go back for a pedicure. And I had just painted all 10 of them with the brand new sparkly black polish too. Dang...

Heaven in a Box

My good friend Cheryl stopped by Panera Bread on her way home from the beach and brought me these:
A whole box of cinnamon crunch bagels with honey walnut cream cheese. YYYUUUMMM!!! One of my very favorite breakfast treats. If you've never tried Panera, you should...and call me. I wanna go, too.

Not Your Typical Vegas Trip...

I'm not a gambler. Or a drinker. So 5 days in Vegas with my husband and 2 daughters was a bit of a challenge. I do love to see new places and new things though. And since I knew that hubby would probably NOT be returning to this city, I wanted to see as much of it as I could. We walked...and walked...and walked...from one hotel to another. Given the chance, I would have gone through every one of them because each one has something different to offer. Here are the highlights of my trip:

• First flight...of many more to come, I hope!
• M&M World. What a fun place.
• Phantom of the Opera. I LOVED it. It was my first time to see it live. I'm buying the soundtrack this week. You know what I'll be rockin' out to!
• Our gondolier. We went on a gondola ride at The Venetian hotel. Not much bang for the buck, but our gondolier could sing!!! She was a middle school choir teacher, and one of the friendliest people we encountered during the week.
• Seeing the Grand Canyon. Although we were only able to see a small portion of it, it is truly an awe-inspiring place. Incredible views.
• Watching my brother-in-law win $250 on a slot machine at the LV airport. Doesn't take much to entertain me. My $20 was gone in 3 minutes, but he cashed out after, oh...maybe half an hour.

SIN CITY

And my first temptation was...

M&Ms.
In every color - 22 to be exact.
Make your own mix.
I gave in.
I love M&Ms.