my pink life, mi vida rosada

exhausted. having a student teacher in the room makes the kids a little crazy. And he has lots of questions about things I haven't been thinking about lately. hopeful that the cat won't wake me up at 2 am again. or 3 am. or 4am. proud to be 1/12 of the way through the new year's goal of 2012. My running buddy and I finished our first 5K of the year on Saturday, in 34 minutes -- we are both very happy with that result. feeling behind in all things school related. I'm not sure how to make this better without staying late for several days in a row. Which I don't love doing, but I also don't love the feeling of being behind on things that I'm supposed to be caught up on. looking forward to summer, and visiting sweet hubby's family. 3 years is a long time not to set eyes on the in-laws. I'm sure other people would count that as a blessing, but I don't. 3 years is a just a long time away. missing dancing. I wish I could find a studio in town...

Linking up for Five Minute Friday hosted by the gypsy mama. It's Friday morning, there is no school today, and I am wide awake. I have been since about 20 minutes after my alarm usually goes off. I grabbed the cat, shoved her under the covers, and told sweet hubby "Merry Christmas". He wasn't very amused, starting scratching my head to get me to go back to sleep...but I am awake. Awake, and awakening, and growing in awareness. Last weekend was a wake-up call to me. We had a couple of friends over to watch movies on Saturday night, and by Sunday, sweet hubby and I were not on speaking terms. When we finally spoke again, late on Tuesday, I said painful words to sweet hubby.... If you are the person who was in my living room on Saturday night, then I don't want to know you. --I'm not.-- Then you will have to show me. And so we are both awakening to the task of rediscovering how to be good to one another, kind, respectful, building one another up as we r...

hungry. Hubby is cooking supper. tired and sore -- oh, yoga, you double edged sword. eager to see how this student-teacher-mentor thing will work out, starting tomorrow morning. hoping to get a teacher-esque desk for said student-teacher. a little bit disappointed that hubby seems to be opting for *not* singing in the opera at school this semester, even though he was the directors top pick for the one remaining tenor spot. glad that hubby is actually thinking about the time commitment that singing in the opera would mean and how it might affect his abilities to both be healthy (eating regularly and exercising, which is a new addition to his schedule) and keep up with his schoolwork. hopeful that hubby will pass all of his classes and not have to skip this summer's big trip to Chile -- like he had to miss last summer's big trip to Scotland. bummed about giving up going to the beach on the long weekend to do student-teacher-mentor-training on Saturday. excited to go to the beac...

We went back to school today. No "teacher work days" for us -- just a straight up return with students. It made for a sleepy morning -- both for me, and for my students. It was cold today, too -- I used my new "Chile-proof" jacket during recess duty, and was glad to have it. I am still a little sad that it's not an Omni-Heat Electric -- but who has $750 to spend on an electric jacket? (If you want to gift me with one, I won't refuse your gift....I'd love to have an electric, self-heating, battery operated jacket....). My second group of students were rowdy, as usual -- no leftover vacation sleepiness by the time they got to me. It was hard to come home from the beach yesterday afternoon, but I suppose it had to be done. It was great to spend the end of 2011, and the very beginning of 2012, relaxing with sweet hubby and a group of friends. Being at the beach is one of my favorite things. I'm looking forward to only three more days of school th...

2011 brought with it some real highs and lows. I'm sure 2012 will do the same. At any rate, it's beginning in the best way possible, with sweet hubby, my sister, and some of her friends at the beach. This also means that I have successfully kept a resolution! I made a trip to the beach every month in 2011! I'm still on the fence about whether 2012 will bring a 5k or more each month, mostly because of the financial commitment...but it would definitely help me get more consistent with running. Our I could just commit to monthly beach trips again...it feels like cheating to do the same thing again, though. Have you made resolutions?

The word of the week is: open. I'm joining up at the gypsy mama , where you can find a collection of posts on the same word. Open. Open to grace, and to others. Open. And closed. I was talking with my good friend, Roommate, last night, and I think that she finally found me to be as open as she needed me to be. Open, accepting, full of friendship, like I used to be with her. About two months ago Roommate told me that she had started dating a girl, was being really quiet about it, not telling many people because it is the first time she has dated a girl, and also because of all the people who judge, and that she was unsure whether she wanted to open herself up to that kind of judgment. She said that she would answer any questions I had, and was very open with me. I was closed -- I made some sort of vaguely accepting comment, and proceeded to steer the conversation away from her news. Over the past couple of months, I have become more open, more accepting of this change in my ...

We spent the day painting the bedroom. And sitting on the couch. And eating chex mix, minus the onion powder, plus a lot of worcestershire sauce. And poor sweet hubby bought three different blu-ray players, returning the first two for two different reasons....the first may not have worked correctly, while I may have complained that the second one was too complicated for me to figure out how to watch tv. Even though I tried to take back my tantrum, it was too late. Sweet hubby had already made up his mind to return it and find something less advanced. I'm pretty sure he actually told the people at the store when he returned it that there was nothing wrong with it, that it was simply too advanced for his wife. The bedroom is now peach. I love it. There will be pictures soon-ish -- once the room is straightened back out and curtains re-hung and things like that. We are going to have to wait on a trip to Chile. We both REALLY want to go, but neither of us finds the idea of al...