6.30.2006
6.26.2006
College Memories...
A couple of nights ago, I got to have dinner with some friends from college. It was different because this time around there was a baby to tote around, but despite extra baggage (stroller, booster seat, diaper bag...), it was good to hang out with some familiar faces and try to achieve some semblance of normalcy again (whatever normal is...).
I got to thinking about how much fun we used to have in college. I'm not saying that life isn't "fun" now, but it's different. "Fun" these days refer to enjoying our silly little girl when she busts up laughing at absolutely nothing. Our college "fun" consisted of many zany acts and random endeavors that were created from spontaneity and adventure.
Perhaps one day I will regale the tales to my children (or grandchildren) of 3 am burrito runs, all-night non-study sessions, Vegas trips that lasted 4 hours, car rallies, bonfires, 21st birthdays and other adventures that were not as tame. One day.
My mom once told me that the friends that I gain in college will be the friends that I will have for life. I truly hope so.
I got to thinking about how much fun we used to have in college. I'm not saying that life isn't "fun" now, but it's different. "Fun" these days refer to enjoying our silly little girl when she busts up laughing at absolutely nothing. Our college "fun" consisted of many zany acts and random endeavors that were created from spontaneity and adventure.
Perhaps one day I will regale the tales to my children (or grandchildren) of 3 am burrito runs, all-night non-study sessions, Vegas trips that lasted 4 hours, car rallies, bonfires, 21st birthdays and other adventures that were not as tame. One day.
My mom once told me that the friends that I gain in college will be the friends that I will have for life. I truly hope so.
6.23.2006
Chores...
Being home, I seem to have a lot more chores. I think before I used to just ignore them (hee hee). I guess being home all the time puts me smack dab in the midst of the mess, so I have more reason to tackle it...Out of all chores, I like washing dishes. On the other hand, my least favorite is to vacuum. I realize that when I clean, I like to see a clear result or something visible to my work. Vacuuming just never did that for me. I couldn't really see a difference. Yes, sometimes the vacuum bag would fill up and after vacuuming the house was a little less dusty smelling...but the carpet still looked the same. It didn't look any cleaner to me.
After padawanlee and I got married we invested in a Dyson vacuum. More expensive, but it has actually made me more excited about vacuuming. Call me crazy, but I like the fact that you can actually see what you pick up from the carpet. It makes me feel like I'm actually cleaning something up. I mean, yeah, it's really gross, but hey, the science teacher in me is fascinated how just the 3 of us can produce so much dust (yum, yum, dead skin cells). Go, cyclonic action!
After padawanlee and I got married we invested in a Dyson vacuum. More expensive, but it has actually made me more excited about vacuuming. Call me crazy, but I like the fact that you can actually see what you pick up from the carpet. It makes me feel like I'm actually cleaning something up. I mean, yeah, it's really gross, but hey, the science teacher in me is fascinated how just the 3 of us can produce so much dust (yum, yum, dead skin cells). Go, cyclonic action!
6.21.2006
It Only Takes a Week...
I have been thoroughly amazed at how fast Baby Bear changes. Take the first week of June, for example. She suddenly got her two front teeth, was able to sit up without much assistance and started rolling everywhere! All in the same week!
It just reminds me how I better enjoy every moment this week, because it will all be different next week (And I mean this beyond the scope of Baby Bear as well).
It just reminds me how I better enjoy every moment this week, because it will all be different next week (And I mean this beyond the scope of Baby Bear as well).
6.15.2006
Congrats (Not-so)Little Brother!
Today is my brother's high school graduation. *sniff*
Time sure flies by fast. I still remember his munchkin days when it was my responsibility to pick him up from after-school day care at the tender age of five. Now he's 6 feet tall and going off to college.
Congratulations, Dylpyl!
Time sure flies by fast. I still remember his munchkin days when it was my responsibility to pick him up from after-school day care at the tender age of five. Now he's 6 feet tall and going off to college.
Congratulations, Dylpyl!
6.13.2006
Just Some Things...
Here are some things that I've wanted to post:
(1) The nicest thing padawanlee ever said to me (which happened this week) was "it's my day off therefore, it's your day off, too." He then took Baby Bear out on his own for a while. I didn't know what to do with myself for those 3 hours, but it was nice.
(2) I officially quit my job yesterday. I am no longer a high school science teacher. Tough decision, but it's the best thing to do right now. I would feel torn leaving Baby Bear, and also not being able to give my best to my students. For those of you who think that anyone can teach and it's an easy job because you only work 9 months out of the year...I hope you go into teaching one day :).
(3) My baby has a "man face." Today at the Japanese market, Baby Bear and I met a family (mom, dad, daughter, son) in the senbei aisle. They were talking to Baby Bear when the mother turned to me and said, "he's such a big boy...and he's got that serious man face, just like my son." What could I do? I didn't want to embarrass this woman by telling her that my "man faced" baby was in fact a girl. But sheesh...I know she's got the boy hair, but a man face?
(4) I hate the two cats that live upstairs. They have been keeping me up every night lately. Just when I'm about to drift off into la-la land, their horrible cries come resounding through our bedroom window. Last night, padawanlee had to shoo them away. Plus, they have given our home the gift of fleas. Fortunately, the fleas don't bite Baby Bear and padawanlee, but I'm being eaten alive.
(5) So, we're going to move. Soon. I hope very soon.
(1) The nicest thing padawanlee ever said to me (which happened this week) was "it's my day off therefore, it's your day off, too." He then took Baby Bear out on his own for a while. I didn't know what to do with myself for those 3 hours, but it was nice.
(2) I officially quit my job yesterday. I am no longer a high school science teacher. Tough decision, but it's the best thing to do right now. I would feel torn leaving Baby Bear, and also not being able to give my best to my students. For those of you who think that anyone can teach and it's an easy job because you only work 9 months out of the year...I hope you go into teaching one day :).
(3) My baby has a "man face." Today at the Japanese market, Baby Bear and I met a family (mom, dad, daughter, son) in the senbei aisle. They were talking to Baby Bear when the mother turned to me and said, "he's such a big boy...and he's got that serious man face, just like my son." What could I do? I didn't want to embarrass this woman by telling her that my "man faced" baby was in fact a girl. But sheesh...I know she's got the boy hair, but a man face?
(4) I hate the two cats that live upstairs. They have been keeping me up every night lately. Just when I'm about to drift off into la-la land, their horrible cries come resounding through our bedroom window. Last night, padawanlee had to shoo them away. Plus, they have given our home the gift of fleas. Fortunately, the fleas don't bite Baby Bear and padawanlee, but I'm being eaten alive.
(5) So, we're going to move. Soon. I hope very soon.
6.08.2006
Bang! Bang! Buzz!
Bang! Bang! Buzz! Buzz! Screech! Screech! Boom! Rattle!
That's what I currently hear upstairs. They're doing some construction in the bathroom in the upstairs apartment(remember the leak?).
So since the leak, we have had this water stain in our bedroom ceiling. The handyman finally came to repair it, but I'm a little concerned. All he did was paint over it. Is that normal procedure for a large water stain?
That's what I currently hear upstairs. They're doing some construction in the bathroom in the upstairs apartment(remember the leak?).
So since the leak, we have had this water stain in our bedroom ceiling. The handyman finally came to repair it, but I'm a little concerned. All he did was paint over it. Is that normal procedure for a large water stain?
6.06.2006
Not Sleeping Well...
From the title, you're probably guessing that I'm going to write about how Baby Bear isn't sleeping...well, no. She's been doing great. It's her mom that isn't sleeping well.
Apparently, I'm not alone. Check out this Newsweek article.
Padawanlee doesn't really understand why I can't sleep. I explained to him that my head is so full of mental checklists, to-do lists, and what-ifs that I can't sleep. He told me, "Well, can't you just stop thinking?" Ha! If I could, I'm sure I'd be sleeping. Then again, the moment he hits his head to the pillow he is snoring away(How does he do that?!?!). Meanwhile a couple of hours rolls by while I listen to his rhythmic snoring.
So somehow, I have to learn not to think.
Apparently, I'm not alone. Check out this Newsweek article.
Padawanlee doesn't really understand why I can't sleep. I explained to him that my head is so full of mental checklists, to-do lists, and what-ifs that I can't sleep. He told me, "Well, can't you just stop thinking?" Ha! If I could, I'm sure I'd be sleeping. Then again, the moment he hits his head to the pillow he is snoring away(How does he do that?!?!). Meanwhile a couple of hours rolls by while I listen to his rhythmic snoring.
So somehow, I have to learn not to think.
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