Project 365

OK, I've decided that I'm going to do a little project. Mainly just for fun I'm going to take one photo a day- a portrait- if you will... I'm going to apply one a day to my blog just for the shits and grins. I will start this project tomorrow to let my camera charge and then we'll see how long I can keep this going. Could be fun. Today I'll just post a picture that I have on my computer.



This picture is shortly after Colby proposed. Everybody now: Awwwww!

Da Dumm Da Dummm

This weekend we went to Butler to have our engagement party. I had a blast! We all had so much fun! Colby's mom, Mary Beth, had a Hawaiian themed party and everyone dressed up and had a great time. I am finally getting the finishing touches on the wedding details.

Things done:

1. The wedding will be held at Garden of Dreams.
2. I have a lady helping us with the catering.
3. I picked out the tuxes on Saturday, they're Ralph Lauren....and they're hot!
4. The DJ is scheduled and ready.
5. Invitations were set to print today and will be finished by the 21st of this month.
6. I picked out the flowers for the bouquets today!
7. Cake is ordered.

Now I need to get the girls together to pick out bridesmaids patterns/ or dresses...and we're ready for this wedding!

An Update for my Biggest Fan

So this weekend is almost gone, and I'm finishing up the last loads of laundry as I get ready to tuck myself into bed. The weekends pass by so quickly! Colby and I went downtown today and he took photographs of me- if they turn out well I'll post some of them. It was just for fun, we walked all over downtown and it was FREEZING! They were all shot with black and white film, so hopefully my cold red nose won't show up.

I've decided that for spring break this year I'll be headed to Clarksville, TN to visit Miss Moo, my sister, and my brother-in-law. Stori and I are going to go to Nashville shopping for the wedding. Stori is just going to buy her dress rather than have one made so we'll be doing lots of shopping. I'm excited about having a break, the kids are fantastic, but I am SO tired! It's 10 now so I'm going to get the pajamas on and go to bed.... I feel so old. ;)

Introducing: Miss Maggly Gigglebutt

This is Maggly Gigglebutt. Every day she becomes more and more like her mother: drooling, making funny noises, cries when she hears the vacuum. Every day she looks more and more like her Auntie- Beautiful, so sweet, has the 'family thighs'.

I love my family!

An Endless Sea of Questions

Once again, I'm sick. I feel terrible, like I have two big bowling balls in my chest! Now this would be fantastic if they were in the forms of boobs, but it's not even like that. I have a chest cold and in return it has cost me my voice. Tomorrow I have to teach the kindergartners all by my lonesome, and they're definitely going to take advantage of this fine opportunity.

Sometimes I feel so claustrophobic in the middle of all of them, they swarm you and overwhelm you with a million questions that have absolutely nothing to do with the task at hand. "Whens snack? Do you like diamonds? I got new bunk beds this weekend. Want to come and see? Psst here's my phone number".... And I replied, "Am I supposed to call you?" She said, "Yeah, you know to talk and stuff."

I'm tired.

That's My Name, Don't Wear It Out!

Two days ago I had recess duty and I was standing out in the blistering cold looking around at all the kindergarten kids, when one small boy walked up to me, and this conversation ensued:

Kid: Who are you?
Me: Miss *****.
Kid: Oh, I think you're pretty...
Me: Huh?
Kid: I said I think you're pretty! I mean, well, actually I think you're HOT!
Me: What?!
Kid: Every time I see you I'm going to call you Miss Hottie! Miss Hot that's your name.
Me: Go play.

Not one minute later he comes back with his kindergarten gang.

Kid: (pointing at me) See that's the one, the one I call hot. I think you're hot, Miss Hottie!
Me: You're SIX- GO PLAY. My name is Miss ****!

This kid was a kindergartner! What is this world coming to?

Who Needs America's Next Top Model?

Where else could you feel this fantastic? I absolutely love my kindergarten classroom. I walk in to pick up the kids around 8:30 from the gym and all I hear is, "Miss *****! You look so pretty today! Yes, you look beautiful. I love you." I feel like a supermodel every time I come into school. They all want to hold your hand, carry your things, do anything in the world to please you.

The teacher I'm working with right now has breast cancer, and she is a HUGE inspiration to me. She has two young daughters, and is a fantastic teacher! She is all about the students, even though she should be staying home so she doesn't catch anything. Soon she'll be done with chemotherapy and have to have surgery, if anyone is reading this please send your thoughts and prayers to her and her family.

Sleep Deprived

I am finally done with Wal-Mart...for the time being. I now can focus my time on the wedding and my kindergartners. Yes, I have kindergarten-again. I was supposed to be placed in a fifth grade classroom, but that didn't work out either. I LOVE the school I'm in now, the staff is fantastic, and everyone is so nice. Plus I am able to be around a lot of student teachers and see how everything is going for them as well.

On a different note: I took my sister back to Kentucky Friday. I am absolutely exhausted- I had a great time while I was there, but the drive completely wore me out. I miss my Miss Moo SO MUCH! I have some new pictures to post of her and I will very shortly. She's a love.

Yeah...

Student teaching. Student teaching. Student teaching....This week I started student teaching with a first grade class. Upon entering the building I knew it wasn't going to be very good. The first day not one single person spoke to me. At lunch I felt like the kid who got picked last for dodge ball, I sat there all alone looking around and no one introduced themselves or even smiled at me. The teacher I was helping informed me that she was a perfectionist, and I realized then this is my hell. Things went on and now I'm no longer in that room. I'll now be transferred to a fifth grade classroom. There is much more to this story, but its not worth going into right now because I'm getting ready to eat and I'm watching House.

It's the small things that make my blood boil.

The most annoying sound quite possibly could be the sound of a muffled crunching of a 300lb man stuffing popcorn into his mouth. It's a horrible sound!All you can hear is the crunch and a nasally whistle he creates because he cannot take his hand from his mouth long enough to breathe. I was graced with this sound tonight... Yes ladies and gentlemen, I was at the movie theater watching a fantastic movie, that was ruined by six teenage girls who need their mouths washed out with bleach and a brillo pad, and the man who had the never ending tub o' popcorn. I think i'll start watching movies on dvds.

Wedding Woes

Last night I stayed up because I couldn't sleep, I kept thinking about wedding details... I'm terrified that we'll end up putting the planning off so long we'll be getting married in someones apartment-probably mine.

There are SO many things to consider when planning a wedding. I've looked at so many places to possibly have the wedding: Parks, Hotels, Chapels, Churches, Fields... Then you have to think about well, Is it going to rain? Then you need tents-$800 tents. If its outside you need tables, chairs, linens...dance floors, air conditioning...

If it's inside-is there enough room? Do we have to drive forever from the wedding site to the reception site. How much will it cost to just get married? $900 for 3 hours...

This is so stressful... Every place has the goods....but most have the bad as well... Only time will tell.

Lindsay Call Me! I'm drowning in wedding plans, and I may not make my way out of this one!

Bald is Beautiful

Enough Said.

Shit Storm

Wow! We were really hit hard! Yesterday I called in to wal-mart so I could go and help my parents, who's power could possibly be out for two weeks. I brought the guys with me and we used the chainsaw to get rid of all the branches and trees blocking the house. It was really difficult to even get to my parents house. Every road had down power lines, so we took a major detour. IT was absolutely freezing at home, they eventually got a generator so the blower on the fireplace can warm the house a little. The toilet seat was FREEZING!

Right now on t.v we're watching a "special report" that interrupted Bob Barker! Apparently we're under a boil order, and there have been a ton of people breaking in to different shops and stealing things... People are terrible.

Walking in a Winter.....Death Trap.

Alright, from those of you who do not live in
or around Missouri, I'm sure you've heard of
our hellacious ice storm that hit us this weekend.
Colby and I went walking around and here are some
of the photos I've taken. The rest of the photos can
be accessed by clicking on the sidebar flickr pictures.

Updates

Towards the bottom of the page I've added photos, I've been meaning to post those for a long time, but didn't really get around to it. I'm just sprucing the blog. It's definitely not as fantastic as some, but I'm not very knowledgeable when it comes to Html, and CSS.

This will have to do for now. Thanks for sticking around.

All Work and No Play...

I've decided to give Wal-Mart the finger. Well, not entirely...I'm going on leave of absence for student teaching. I'll start said leave of absence on February 2nd. I'm very excited because although I'll still be in working at student teaching, I'll not really be working.

I'm very excited, this semester is going to fly by with teaching, planning the wedding, engagement parties, wedding showers, the wedding, actually getting married, the honeymoon, and moving to actually start our lives.

So yeah, I'm giving wal-mart the finger...

Boom!

Lets take a journey into the past shall we? Close your eyes and imagine a very awkward 10 year old girl. This girl wore pants with the elastic band that went around the bottom of the foot, I believe they're called stirrup pants, her hair was short and she usually looked as though she went through a shit storm before school everyday. During her free time she would get together with her best pal, who also wore stirrup pants...Sorry Linz. They concocted great things together.

Shampoo that we assured was not tested on animals, rather my little sister, Stori. We made a volcano and blew it up in third grade, and experimented with a bottle warmer in fourth grade.

Lets jump back to the present. A few mornings ago I was so thirsty the first thing that came out of my mouth when Colby got out of bed was, "I need a drink. Juice, the cranberry-grape kind. Please." Like a wicked cool fiance he ran downstairs and came back with a glass of juice. I drank some and finally got out of bed, the juice held close to me like a squirrel holds his last nut. I took the juice to the computer room and proceeded getting ready for work. The next day I went about the same routine, but the nice glass of juice I had left on my desk was no longer nice. A large mushroom cap of mold had begun to grow.

Now, we all know that it takes at least a week before your juice begins to grow legs and walk, so I thought: If this happened in one day, what could happen in one week... The little girl in me laughed because she knew Linz would be proud.

One week to the day I decided it has started to get out of hand and added water to it with the intention to pour it down the bathroom sink. As soon as the water hit it started to smoke. My 'OH SHIT' sensor went off and my first instinct was to dump it down the toilet, close the lid, and flush. Immediately afterward I heard this huge explosion and remembered what the teachers had said about- Tuck and roll...or was that someone else? Anyhow I screamed for Colby and he came running up the stairs unaware that I had just about blew away the top floor of our townhouse.

I stood outside the door only peeking around the corner every now and again. Colby was very confused to the situation. I'm definitely going to try it again.

Goody Goody Gumdrops...and stuff.

Yes it is! As I was walking the mall humming, "War, huh yeah, what is it good for? Absolutely Nothing...yeahhhhhhh WAR...." I don't know why it was in my head, just go with it.

I noticed Starbucks and thought man wouldn't it be.....Then I saw it. A huge chalkboard that said It's BACK! The Cinnamon Dolce Latte! I made a U-turn right into Starbucks. I wasn't even thirsty, but that's what it does to me. They said would you like to try it with the sugar free syrup and I was disgusted they would even suggest such a thing...

I WOULD LIKE A TALL CINNAMON DOLCE LATTE WITH SUGAR....LOTS AND LOTS PLEASE!

I even carried on a conversation with the coffee barrista about how excited and thankful I was that they had it back. He told me they had boxes and boxes of it and I thought I might just have a seizure right there in line I was so happy!

So who wants to hold up Starbucks with me?

Sorry Dad.

So I ventured to the mall today and picked up some much needed accessories. I think accessories really make the outfit. I bought two necklaces, one pair of red hoops, and some head bands, ohh and a really cute wide black belt to go on the outside of this white button down shirt that I bought.

I've said it many many times, and I'll say it again- I hate going to the mall. Especially by myself. I left this morning to run errands for my wicked cool fiance, and go shopping and I just didn't feel like getting 'ready' I didn't look the part to go shopping. I had an old t-shirt with my college logo, and my MOST FAVORITE PAIR OF JEANS the ones with the holes in each knee. These jeans were not bought with holes, they have evolved into what are now my most favorite, comfy pair of jeans. If my dad were reading this he'd cringe.

Growing up if I had a shirt or jeans with a hole, even if it were a very small hole, somehow he'd manage to hook it with this finger and proceed to rip it as we walked by him. He always said that his girls would not walk out of the house with holes in their clothes-"You look like a rag doll" he would say.

Ironic?`

Last night I was really hungry so I made a frozen pizza and had some french fries.... ITS HORRIBLE, but I did it. Then I walked over to the magazines and picked up beauty and fitness, a bridal magazine. It didn't even occur to me what I was doing until I was flipping through the pages and found the 'diet' portion of the magazine.

I sometimes feel like I'm waiting for my motivation, even though I feel like that should have been...Hey fat ass, you're getting married!

I'm going shopping.