Missing an Old Friend

Do you ever wonder what happened to your old friends from, well, whenever?  I mean those that haven't made it to facebook, or twitter, or myspace, or whatever other social networking sites there might be.

I have one who I wonder about constantly.  Her family moved while we were still in high school, but she and I remained in contact.  I went off to college...we still spoke.  Not as often as we had, but we did.  I graduated college, moved to Pittsburgh and then to North Carolina...we were still in contact.

One day, I decided to go for a run with my dog and one of my friends.  As I was turning a corner, I hit a rock and fell...right on my phone!  That night I had to get a new phone...nothing could be saved from my old one.  I guess I landed pretty hard!  Since I wasn't planning on leaving NC anytime soon, I decided to get a new, local, phone number to accompany the new phone.  This is when I lost my friend.

Last I knew, she was engaged.  They were waiting to get married for my friend to graduate college.  She had wanted me to be a bridesmaid.  I assume she is now married, and probably has some children of her own.  When I was planning my wedding, I told my mother that the best gift I could ask for would be to have this friend at my wedding.  Unfortuately, nobody from my high school stayed in contact with her, besides me.

Some day, I will have the money to find her again.  But for now, I'll continue to wonder about my old friend, and hope she is happy, and maybe even wondering about me!

Game Shows

I have decided that I want to go on a game show.  You've thought about it also...admit it.

Not Jeopardy...I think I'd crack under pressure and end up owing THEM money.  Wheel of Fortune would be interesting...especially if I was on one of there shows with a partner. Best Friends Week, Couples, Teachers...could be fun!  I wonder if that wheel is heavy.  Should I work on strengthening my arms before I go on? 

Speaking of wheels, I've heard that the one on The Price is Right is heavy.  I may have to jump to get that one moving.  I don't actually think that I'd be good at the Price is Right though.  So, I probably won't apply for that one.

Cash Cab would be fun, but really, what are the chances of getting that cab?  You can't apply for that show.  Just stick your arm out and pray the Ben Bailey is in the driver's seat.  I wonder how many people in NYC have Started taking taxis over the subway in the hopes of getting in the Cash Cab.

I think I'd do well at Millionaire (Now that Regis isn't there, They've taken out the Who Wants To Be A part of it).  I'd be on no time constraints and I wouldn't have to worry about another contestant answering before me.  I think Millionaire may be the way to go.  Where do I sign up?

a different direction

So, I got a new job.  I will no longer be with my beautiful daughter all day, everyday. I have to admit, I'm nervous!  The good news is that she won't be far from me (right across the hall as a matter of fact), but it's just not the same! 

When I was pregnant, I was sure that I was going back to work and my daughter would be in Day Care.  Unfortunately, after crunching the numbers, we couldn't afford that option.  Now, I have to wonder if it would have been easier doing day care starting at a younger age rather than during "toddlerhood."  In the long run, I know this is going to be the best option for everyone.  I'll get my adult interactions, and my daughter will learn to survive with other caregivers.

This whole job thing isn't the direction I was hoping to go.  I was hoping that eventually I could be a stay at home mom (and that's still my hope).  I know you must be thinking "what about that adult contact you were yearning for?" Am I right? I feel that if I were a full time stay at home mom, I would make a point to find a playgroup.  That's not so easy when you're only a stay at home mom one day a week.  My one day home, I do the grocery shopping, the laundry, some cleaning.

So for now, I'm back to teaching!  Maybe someday my dreams of being a stay at home mom will be an option, but for now...this is what's best for my family!  Happy Teaching!

"Ah Ha" Moment

I figured it out!  I dug deep into my own mind (more scariness, I know) and I figured it out!  I know why I started this blog!  Were you hoping for something more profound than my starting this blog?  But, if you're still reading, you must have some curiosity.  It has to be that, or extreme boredom.

So, I started this blog because I need to talk!  My week days are spent mostly with 2 toddlers.  They know a few words, but mostly it's just babble.  I understand a decent amount of what my daughter is trying to get across, but it isn't a real conversation.  I guess you could say that I'm aching for some conversation.  Stay at Home moms, do you agree?

I have thoughts throughout the week that don't pertain to nap time, figuring out who has the poopy diaper, and deciding whether that screech was a happy one, or a pissed off one.  Lucky you!  You get to be my adult conversation, even if you don't want to talk back, I GET TO TALK! {insert happy dance here} (Are you picturing it?  Are you laughing yet?)

So, for those of you who were curious or bored enough to read about my "Ah Ha" moment.  Thanks for listening!

Wandering Minds

Last night, I was in bed...awake.  My daughter, my husband, and even my dog were peacefully sleeping.  My Tuesday night TV programs of choice were over, and I was awake!  Insomnia?  I doubt it.  I wasn't quite tired enough to go to sleep so I was awake with my thoughts (scary, I know!).  Why is it that when you are awake with your thoughts, you wake up more?  And these thoughts...one has nothing to do with the other, or do they?

I found my self thinking about being pregnant again.  I found myself thinking about traveling.  I found myself thinking about laundry and grocery shopping.  I even found myself thinking about my best friend's up coming wedding.  None of these things have anything in common, right? Wrong!  Can you say "money"?

Why is it that my sleepless nights are often attributed to financial uncertainty?  We need money to have another baby...first I need insurance that actually covers maternity and that insurance doesn't cover all of the hospital expenses!  Then of course I have to feed, dress and diaper that baby!  These needs for a baby ultimately have me needing to partake in the shopping experience (which gives me anxiety all in its own).  Shopping of any kind takes money to do it. 

The rest are pretty self explanatory, right?  Anyway, I have told my husband that we can have as many kids as we can afford.  But what is the number we need to be able to afford baby #2?  Really, how far off are we from that mark? Not too far, but just far enough for my mind to feel the need to wander!

Something New

I have a few friends who blog and I often find myself reading these, almost religously.  I had to ask myself, "Why are they so interesting?"  I figured it out!  These friends aren't extra special.  They aren't doing the unimaginable.  They don't go and party with famous people.  These friends are regular people who talk about regular things.  So, why can't I do it also? 

For my first official blog posting, I need to get something off my chest.
"Huckleberry Finn" by Mark Twain is a great American classic novel.  People have decided that since this amazing piece of liturature uses the "n word" it needs to be changed.  THAT IS HOW IT WAS THEN, FOLKS!  What are you going to do next?  Put clothes on Michaelangelo's David?  I think not!  How are our children supposed to know how life has changed if we continue to cover up our own history?  How are they supposed to appreciate greatness if we insist on changing it to become more "politically correct"?  I will be hitting up a bookstore on my way home from work today.  When my children are required to read "Huckleberry Finn" for school, I will hand them a copy that hasn't been changed.  My children may have questions about the language used, but I will not shy away from them.  My children will ultimately receive the education in which I believe they deserve.