A Day in The Life of a Crazy Band Director

ahhh goodbye cruel world...

2006-02-28T08:42:00.000-08:00

Ok so not really goodbye cruel world, but goodbye blog.
I never seem to keep this thing up, and in light of recent events I want to give up the anonimity thing... But at the same time I dont' want to put my name onto THIS blog... so that means...
this one is going bubye.
Those of you who know me in RL I'll send you my new one if I decide to set one up.

yea, well so...

2006-02-20T11:42:00.000-08:00

so much for that whole blogging regularly thing.
I threw around the idea of deleting this all together.
I spent about a month in a downward spiral again, and just never got around to this.
I hate posting negativity, but something wondefully positive happened this weekend....

Thursday I was in Hot Springs, and shared a room with Nixon and his wife at our all state music conference. It was an experience :) A fun one :) It unfortunately got cut short by "bad weather" which in Arkansas is code for, get the heck home we might have ice for 15 days, it might be gone by tomorrow... Well it was gone in short order, so I hate that the kids all-state (not to mention MY all-state) experience got cut short.

I came home to two beautiful babies who were excited about watching snow, and even more excited about having mommy home.

Saturday was sad... My bestfriend from High School called, and she and her husband have split up... he was cheating on her, has multiple times. I worry about their beautiful baby girl (about 8 months old now) and what affect this will all have on her. Of course, daddy dearest wasn't really overly involved with either of them (obviously) so I wonder if he will even be missed by her... a truely sad thought to me, given that my husband stays home while I work. I just wish I could be closer to her to help her out.

Sunday I hit rock bottom. Yea, I know I started this post by stating I had a wondefully positive thing happen, and I did... it just took some time. If you know me, and you've read this since the beginning, you know I toyed around with the idea of leaving my husband. I was tired of being constantly hurt by him, by his name calling, and by all the CRAP that has gone with it. We spent several months in counseling, and I've played pretty through all of it. Convinced a lot of the world everything was ok, stood by and watched as my husband made every effort to change, only to refuse to accept it, or to actually change myself. I told him everything I could that I knew would test his new found decency toward me, been basically zero help in getting the kids to church, which resulted many times in us not going. I know he depened on me to be strong, and I decided I wasn't going to do it. Another Sunday came and another day of church missed. The day started out ok... and it just progressively got worse. He's told me for several weeks now he wants a deardearfriend of mine out of my life... and that came up again. I got furious and walked away from the situation. When I finally came home, I decided to come completely clean, no matter the repercussions. We talked... and talked... and talked (until about 4am this morning.. that's right I'm writing this from work, which I got up for at about 15 til 7 do the math and forgive the typos). He asked me what feelings I really had for this deardearfriend, and I told him... I told him everything. I told him that while I loved him, I had fallen in love with this other man, that while myhusband was busy shutting me out of his life and hurting me for three years, I spent the last two of it relying on this other person. That this deardearfriend saw me through things that myhusband never knew was even going on, not because I didn't want to tell him, but he had told me he didn't want to talk to me about things so many times that I just finally quit. That while he was busy hurting me and calling me names, this deardearfriend was always there to listen, to tell me to give myhusband another chance. That I had come to a time in my life where I had absolutely found it impossible to trust and to love anyone except three dear friends who had never let me down, never hurt me, and never truely dissappointed me. (nixon and juju you're the other two, I'm sure you know who the deardearfriend I refer to is) They all made me feel wanted, loved, safe, secure, all the things HE should've been doing for me. I cried my eyes out...
and he asked... if this deardearfriend was the only one that could make me happy, and I told him I didn't know, that in all honesty our relationship had not been truely time tested, but I knew I could not longer continue the way things were, that I wanted to trust again, love again, and I ultimately wanted it to be my husband...
and then it started, he started preaching at me... I told him with your faith issues, the last thing I want you to do is preach at me, I finally broke down and started listening and sometime around 2:30 this morning I set things right, not with my husband, but with GOD. I had wandered far and until I realized I stood to lose everything I was quite happy where I was, attempting to handle things on my own...
So... I awoke to a new world today. A world full of hope... a world where my best friend is the man who waits for me at home, and a world where I don't have to give up any friends because I know with His strength, I can find the words to tell that deardearfriend what he means to me now... that his friendship had pulled me through so much, and I need him in my life, but who and what he needs in his life. My husband went from hating this other man yesterday afternoon to being thankful that he was in my life to help guide me back to where I should be. This deardearfriend never told me to leave, never made a move, and though we discussed the fact that we were attracted to one another, and even talked about the "what ifs" of if I weren't married, or if I were to divorce... we were careful of our actions. He is the first male friend that has both not encouraged me to leave and didn't try to take advantage of a situation... and this morning I realized, I love him very much, but amazingly enough I'm not obsessed with thoughts of him today, and don't feel as though I'm going crazy even though I haven't talked to him since Saturday. Yea, it's day one, but I've got the right "Guy" on my side to see me through all of this.

Happy 2006!

2006-01-12T11:28:00.000-08:00

So, it's been forever since I posted. Holidays sometimes get in the way of normal happenings, and I wish I could use it as an excuse. I had total internet access through the whole time, sometimes better access than what I'm used to because I didn't have work messing with my fun...

So, why haven't I posted. Haven't known what to post. My life has been in a bit of an upheaval again, and yet there's just nothing to say.

I figure no one wants to hear my gripes about the troubles at home, the jealousy the DH has about one of my best friends... and all that other jazz, shoot I don't even remember what I've posted up to this point.

Work is going well this semester. I'm putting my hs band through a bit of a back to basics type thing.

I'm so looking forward to February, I'll get to see a couple friends I haven't seen since football season, and a couple longer than that!!! I can't way to see juju again :D (kindda hopin' nixon comes along too) Oh and let's not forget the guys from down south.

Podunkville is calming down, but I am trying so very hard to get on at southern podunkville next year. My mom hasn't been taking the best care of herself, and I just think she would do better if we were around there. I know that sounds wierd, but if one of us could go walk with her each day, or even just ship the kids into her backyard and all of us go play around she'd start getting some more exercise.

I'm going to go review my posts, and see what I said last, so I can do an update post ;) Hopefully... I'll start doing better with this thing (famous last words on every post isn't it)

19 days and no posts....

2005-12-01T13:15:00.000-08:00

let me just say OOOOPS!
I've often thought of this on the way to work, or on the way home...
Common knowledge or not I don't post from home often... this is anonymous (with the exception of the few of you who I GAVE the address to) enough that even my husband knows nothing of it... at least I think he knows nothing of it. I sneak it in at lunch, or during my prep, or like now, after school when I have no more responsibilities to the school for the day. (yea, right everyone who's a teacher and or director stop laughing now, it's not THAT funny)
ssssooooo, what's happened in 19 days?
a whole big load of not much.
THE HUSBAND and I have fought about one of my bestest friends several times in the last 19 days. He's insecure because I was stupid enough to be honest about a conversation that was shared between the friend and I in February about feelings that probably shouldn't be there... NEWSFLASH We're adults... and while I must admit I've had feelings for the friend, I am quite married to the husband, and we are working very hard to save our marriage. The husband, on the other hand doesn't seem to get this! Even if I WANTED to do something, the friend wouldn't because I'm married, not to mention what this says about what he thinks about my moral character... I'm married, I just won't do anything. PERIOD. OH but enough about that.
In 19 days the Ukranian Bell Carol has started sounding like well... the Ukranian Bell Carol. They still can't say Merry Merry Merry Merry Christmas clearly, but it's there. We're still burning the Chestnuts rather than roasting them... but the night is getting a little more silent each time we work through the clarinet solo piece. FIRSTCLARINET is doing a beautiful job on the solo. The rest of the group has got the feeling for the chords, and all is indeed calm, and it's soon to be bright. Today they read through the pieces the beginners are doing, since the group is so small high school will play with them. EASY CHEESY they did so well....
BUT Oh Lord help the little beginners.
Jingle Bells is ok... I hope I don't offend anyone who's Jewish with our rendition of My Dreydl (or my spelling!!) but it's getting there, BUT We're crashing through the rooftop at this point, and St. Nick well... he's not so jolly.
Thanksgiving was wonderful. I got to spend some much needed time (about 3 hours) with my best friend from high school(from here on called HSBF). We had let ourselves get too far apart, and now we're both at a point in our lives where we really need each other again... We went to Wal-Mart and walked around, I helped her pick out a stocking for her baby girl's first Christmas. It's white and beautiful, just like her daughter. So, after we got tired of walking around we headed back to Southern Podunkville (that's right hehee that's where we were for Thanksgiving) and rode around the town square and laughed about old times, talked about our lives and were the oldest people in the only convience store that was opened around midnight when the need to ummm relieve ourselves called. (I also think we were the only sober ones) I've missed her dearly, and am so glad we've been finding time to contact each other again. (speaking of which SOOO need to email chicky... hmmm maybe I'll call her chicky instead)
My grandma was at Thanksgiving... She's over 80 and driving a lot of people batty. I just keep reminding myself she's over 80, and if I'm doing half as well as she is as far as getting myself around and remembering things I'll be grateful! Her umm boyfriend (hell I don't know what he is, I don't think they ever married they've been together since I was in like fifth grade, so they've been together for ions now!!!) was there too. The kids love him so much. No one else came.
THEBOY is now five. It's a little strange. He's five. Seems like such a big number, and seems like just last Thanksgiving I had to stay home because I was so close to my due date. He's SOOO tall... he's in a 6/7 which just seems HUGE to me. But he's still my sweet baby (yes, despite the temper tantrum he made me throw at church last night, and the wanting to ring his little neck on a daily basis)... and the scariest part is... next year he will be unleashed on some poor unsuspecting teacher. I apologize now to any kindergarten teachers who stumble across this if he ends up in your class. He's cute, he looks sweet, and he's sneaky. Not that he's a bad kid exactly, he likes to push the limits... but he's getting better each day (about not pushing so hard) I think a lot of it has to do with less tension in the house, he's been happier as things have calmed down.
And this weekend...
Up goes the Christmas tree, which scares me to no end.
Last year the husband threw it down as a way to get back at me... instead he broke THEBOY'S heart and put a wall up around mine. I'm just hoping our tree can bring us good memories again and not be a source of pain for me again all this year as it was last year. Everytime I looked at it last year I got just a little angrier about it.
So ... that's my last 19 days in a nutshell....
Hopefully I won't go 19 more before posting again!

Veteran's day

2005-11-11T14:40:00.000-08:00

Today I'll take a break from my silliness and half hearted poking fun at my kids...
Today is a day each and everyone of us needs to take the time to say thank you to a veteran.

My great-grandfather served in WWI, my grandfather in WWII, and my father in Vietnam. I owe each of these men a lot of gratitude for so many things. Of course, for their rolls in my upbrining, but somewhat more importantly for the service they each gave their country. They were willing to leave their safe homes and go to a land abroad to defend each and everyone of our freedoms we hold so dear.

Without their fighting it is possible that today I would not get to walk into work each day knowing that our children are being afforded a free education because of these men.

I can stand with my class each morning to pledge our flag and our nation UNDER GOD because these men went overseas to fight to ensure I would be able to.

I can rush them out on Wednesday afternoons so I can go to church, and tell them where I'm going, because I don't have to fear a form of violence because I am a Christian and don't have to worry about someone trying to kill me because of that fact.

Thanks to them I have the opportunity to vote for the leaders of our country, or if I so choose to not vote.

Thanks to them the choice to work instead of staying home with my children is available to me... and likewise if I were to decide to stay home with them, that's ok too.

I have the opporutnity to celebrate each holiday, birthday, any day I choose how I choose.

I have the right to say what I want, when I want, within reason of course.... with out that I wouldn't be able to write this.

Think of all the blessings we have in our lives, so many things that we take for granted that if it weren't for these men and women who lay their lives so willingly on the line we would not have, and then the next time you see a veteran thank them for giving of themselves and of their families to defend our freedoms.

The Ukranian Bell Carol

2005-11-10T09:07:00.000-08:00

We're working on this in band.. the kids really seem to enjoy the piece, and it's a nice little exposure to a different type of music for them... Only today the way they played it I feel the words need to be changed:

Oh how the bells, poor Christmas bells, all seem to say, what the heck are you doing?

It was ROUGH to say the least... That's ok though we still have several weeks until they have to play it and well The Christmas Song.. Which right now is more like the Christmas FUNERAL song.. but it'll be fine. They'll get it, they always do.

THE SKY IS FALLING

2005-11-10T08:09:00.000-08:00

That's right CHICKEN LITTLE
We took the boy and girl to go see Chicken Little with their big cousin. They loved it. We took them on opening weekend so they'd get to experience stadium seating... I got to experience a nice view of the back of the girl's head... Why?
well a couple weeks back we went and watched Wallace and Grommit and The Curse of the Were-Rabbit and she got folded up in the chair... My bright self didn't think to bring something to help the chair stay open.... so she sat on my lap (though I'm not really complaing she fed me pop corn after I gave her mine because she dropped hers, and "shared" my coke with me... never mind she had her own)

The movie was really cute! I'm tempted to go back without the kids so I can watch it for real this time hehe.

The REAL joy of being a teacher...

2005-11-09T21:30:00.000-08:00

On Wednesdays I have the classes from hell to put it lightly.
I have a sixth grade and third grade class that are very difficult to manage.
I also have a first grade class that has some uniqueness to it...
So I drug myself out of bed not really wanting to go at all..
I get to work and do my first period class (UGH exploring music)
Into second period we go... 'lo and behold we can't play because today is retake and club and organization picture day.. That's ok we don't have a CONCERT or anything coming up.
Down in the gym until lunch....
inhale lunch
prep... Ok yea right 40 minutes of ... can I really get any of this crap done before I get more kids?
My first elementary class 15 minutes late!!! This means a whopping 25 minute class... by this point I'm getting frustrated. They come in and get seated nice and quietly JUST Like I ask them to, and in walks this little girl and she says "Can I give you something?" and hands me a picture "My teacher said I could bring this because I drew it just for you"
Who cares about the rest of my day!!! This child MADE my day. She had drawn a girl standing under stars and a moon... It's hanging on my wall next to my desk. She probably has no idea exactly how much she made my day!!!

(Oh and just for the record my classes from hell must've all been half asleep because they were really good...)

it's OVER

2005-11-04T07:51:00.000-08:00

football season for podunk high school has come to an end!

Thank goodness!!!
If we had won last night it would've meant a four hour ride on a bus followed by a massacre in south eastern AR by a first seed team!!! UGH Thank goodness we didn't win... I don't want to sound like a poor sport, but I so enjoyed working Christmas music with the band today. They did such a good job! They've been longing for concert season and burned out on marching season for quite some time now.

My life is ummm going "wonderful" right now... I'm still having trouble figuring out when to post on this silly thing, but I think I'm still doing better than I did last go around.

The kiddos are going to a movie tomorrow... We're going to watch Chicken Little. A couple weeks ago I took them to watch Wallace and Grommit and the Curse of the Were-Rabbit. Cute movie! I really was so busy watching them watching their first movie in a theater to notice much of anything. THE GIRL got herself folded up in a chair, and was sooo cute over it... I heard UMMM mama looked over and her little hand was holding her pop corn straight up in the air and her knees were smashed into her nose. IF it had been THE BOY everyone in the place would've known... and I'm not just talking the theater we were in! She sat in my lap for the rest of it.
I'm hoping the one we're going to see tomorrow will be in the big theater and I'll have to take something to sit in there to keep THE GIRL'S seat open.

I can hardly wait!!!!

an old post made new again

2005-11-03T06:16:00.000-08:00

I'll post something for real later today.
I was reading through some of my old posts from a forum and ran across this written on Jul 9,2005. Today my attitude again stinks... so....

Today, I realized my attitude was generally just bad, so I decided to change my attitude.

I will be grateful for the mounds of nothing to wear. While I see so much of it as worn out, doesn't match, there are so many who have nothing.. I'm grateful that my family and I have clothes to put on our backs.

I will be grateful that my children are whining. I'm grateful that they are whining because their toy is broken, or that they want to watch a different movie... It means they are not whining because they are hungry or in pain... My children do not know true want, and for that I am grateful. My children have seldom dealt with true pain, and for that I am also grateful.

I will be grateful for the near 100 degree temps outside and that I'm trying to stay inside because of them... I am grateful, that unlike so many, I have an air conditioner that works to keep my family comfortable.

I will be grateful for that casserole we eat every single Saturday night. And tonight I vow to not be "burned out on it"... because I am grateful that we will not go to bed hungry.. (OH and those scrambled egg sandwhiches my son is whining for, for those I am grateful too.)

I am grateful that payday is Friday and we still have a little left in our checking account. No, there's not much left, and there won't be an extras this month... But I am grateful we had plenty to pay for our electricty, our water, and our house. We even had enough to pay for our cable tv (giving us 300 channels of nothing to watch) and internet connection, and for those things I am grateful.

I am grateful that I have the time to feel bored. It means I only have to work one job to support my family, leaving me time to actually be with my family.

I am grateful that I have to pack today. It means I have the opportunity to see a friend that lives too far away to see every day. It also means I have the oportunity to learn something new at a workshop. I'm sad I will be away from my family for those two days, but ALAS.. I am grateful too!

I am grateful that I go back to work in two weeks... I know I have a safe environment to work in with great people, and an equally great boss. I'm grateful they allow me to put my family, my health, my family's health all before my job.

I am grateful for the students who will come to me with horror stories and deep dark secrets that they can simply not tell to anyone else. I am grateful because they have someone they know they can confide in, when all their other options have run dry. They know I will do what I can to help, and for that I am grateful.

I am grateful for my friends. My friends I get to see everyday, and my friends who I see rarely, and more preciously those friends I have never seen except for in a picture. Those precious friends who thanks to the wonder of the internet, would've never been in my life, and given me someone to confide MY deep dark secrets in.

I am grateful for my childhood. For wonderful parents who would've given anything, and often did, to help me achieve my dreams. I am grateful for the pain someone put me through by stealing my innocence because it has maken me strong enough to stand today. I am grateful for the cousin who constantly got me in trouble by convincing me to do things... it means I built a bond like that of a sister with someone while still being an only child.

I am grateful for this current heart ache I've been feeling. A broken heart is something that's hard to be grateful for, but it also means that I know what it's like to love someone more than I do myself.

Most of all, I am grateful for Christ giving his life on a cross for me. I hold my children and realize what a sacrifice must've been made to watch a son die for others.. and for that I am most grateful.

My plot to get out of podunkville

2005-10-25T11:06:00.000-07:00

I absolutely have no desire to continue my career at the school I am currently at. Lack of support for my program and a disregard for the harassement of my students as of late has only solidified this feeling.... So, I've readied three mail outs to the school I want on at and here is basically what my cover letter says (slightly edited of course!!)

I am interested in employment with Southern Podunk Public Schools as an Instrumental Music Instructor. Included are my resume, application, NTE scores, copy of teacher's license, and college transcript. Let me briefly explain how I can contribute to Southern Podunk Public Schools.

With over seven years experience in teaching various subjects- including everything from Kindergarten music to high school band, I believe my qualifications will match your requirements for any Instrumental Music Instructor positions that may become available. I have had the opportunity to function in a variety of educational settings making it easy to adapt to new situations and faculty concepts. I have served on various committees, and sponsored various clubs and activities, proving I am willing to serve my district in whatever capacity is asked of me.

Please accept this letter as an expression of my genuine interest in pursuing my teaching career with Southern Podunk Public Schools. Growing up in the Southern Podunk band program gave me a true understanding of the tradition of pride and excellence behind the program. I would like another opportunity to help this tradition continue, this time as a director. I will produce an energizing and creative learning environment that will bring out the best in students.

If you are interested in a dedicated professional with the required credentials, patience, and positive attitude, give me a call. Thank you for taking the time to review my resume, and I look forward to a favorable reply.

Oh the Drama!

2005-10-25T10:58:00.000-07:00

So it's a typical Friday afternoon... I'm hanging out in my band room with the kiddos that stay after because they can't get a ride home and back in time for the game... and in runs my tuba player.
Seems a wonderful quarterback has pushed him out into the street and HELD HIM THERE while another football player hits him with the car. Luckily he wasn't hurt. All that happend to quarterback was five days of in school suspension. He even got to play Friday night. As far as I know there has been no police report filed. I'm really upset and feel something more should be done. Granted TUBA PLAYER can be a really irritating individual at times, but COME ON no one deserves that I don't care what they've done in the irritating realm. Justice does deliver itself in a way because quarterback didn't score not once. The only points that were scored while was backupquarterback was in.

So we make it to the game in one piece...
through the first half all's good ... into warm up... line up... and to the press box I go...
Next thing I know formerdrummajor is up there telling me one of my majorettes has sliced her hand open. I go to find her in the bathroom standing in a puddle of blood.... I took her over to the paramedics and she got there right before passing out. Her mom came and got her to take her to the ER, took her and got her stitched up. She's too cute sometimes. I went to see her after the game since she STILL hadn't managed to get her stitches, and when she came out she threw her arms out and screamed "You came to see me!" Granted she was doped up, but she was still cute. This child has had one heck of a run of luck this year. About two weeks ago she was in a truck that her boyfriend rolled. They all walked away with very little injury. This time she fought with a fence and ended up with 8 stitches!

UGGGGHHHH

2005-10-20T13:10:00.000-07:00

It's Thursday.
I have a massive cold that's come on full force since lunch, and I feel rotten!!!

Kids are totally insane.. ok some of them anyhow. I give my beginners a study hall once a week, because well let's face it.. they're not doing their work and their grades are BAD... we're talking the kind of BAD that will have them sitting in 7th grade again next year. I've thought they're smart kids what's wrong? Today I found out. They DO NOT read. I was helping them with a study guide. They have no idea what subtitles in a chapter are for, and reading comprehension... forget about that. The question was worded something like this "The eastern part of the United States has a ____________ climate in the north." The sentence in the book was worded something to this affect. "The nortern part of the east coase has a humid mediteranian climate" (ok so that's wrong, but my head hurts and I can't really remember exactly the kind of climate I'm a music teacher so gimme a break) and they had trouble filling in the blank!!! I even had one girl trying to sound out Constitiution and she couldn't do it! No idea what the individual letters sounds were... so that class ended with me feeling very frustrated with the education system at this school, or the laziness on the behalf of the students I couldn't decide which was really to blame!

OOOooo 3 minutes til the bell, I'm gonna jet and maybe I'll post more later.

Just another Manic Monday

2005-10-17T08:45:00.000-07:00

That's right I stole a title from the Bangles (is that right, isn't that who did that song... it was forever ago ya know)

Here I sit with a new crew of first period students. It's a small group (8) so I'm looking forward to it. Maybe I can keep music history from being so mind numbingly boring!!!

I had a decent weekend...

Saturday I did my defensive driving. It was actually a positive experience. I expected to be bored out of my mind... so I was very suprised by the fact that the guy was entertaining and it was sort of an interactive class. I was impressed.

Sunday was church of course and all was going well right until the BOY decided to hit me... What in the world could the 41 pound 47" tall thing be thinking? I mean come on! He left a bruise. I picked him up and took him out of the store, put him in the van, took him home and sent him to his room. I was in shock! I have no idea what has gotten into him lately! He acts as though he hates me! A lot of the time I think it's the amount of time I spend away from home. I know it's hard on him, it is on me... The only punishment he realy ended up getting was being sent to his room for the afternoon (he hates being by himself) He was much nicer last night, but still a little mean spirited. I spent 4 days away from him this last week, and he's behavior always seems to be directly proportional to how much time I spend with or away from him.

And today... work... again.

I'm getting to where I dread even coming here. I wish I could find a job to hold me to the end of this year, but hey.. I'll honor my contract.

yawn

2005-10-13T13:18:00.000-07:00

so I didn't make a post yesterday, I'm still doing WAYYY better than I did before.

Yesterday, after a massive 4 hours of sleep from the night before, I started my day off by not even driving myself to work. My husband needed the only running vehicle to take our baby girl to the health dept for a check up. Well, I *THOUGHT* I was doing well... until I got to work and realized I had forgotten my lunch. No problem, I'll get the school lunch, to dang bad I'm allergic to tomatoes! There was vegetable soup, and they put lots of tomatoes in theirs :( So I ended up eating macaroni and cheese... I keep Easy mac in my office just in case I forget my lunch (I tend to do it at least once a week). My husband came and picked me up right on time (snuck in my room and nearly scared me that booger)...

so I drove because I now take a student home and pick him up, because he moved to another town between the one I work in and the one I live in, and his sister, who is basically raising him because of a very sad situation, asked me to so he wouldn't have to change schools... he's one of my band kids, so how could I say no?

anyhow... back from my trip from off the subject... I went and got my hair cut (thinned really, it's just about shoulder length now and I'm not getting truely cut until July 18th of next year IF I decide to do it then, I might just go ahead and grow it out for locks of love if it's anywhere close to the length) and then picked up the crazy kids from the baby sitter. They didn't get a nap (thank goodness) and off to church we went. We ate dinner at church (have never been sooo happy to see hot dogs because it meant no battles to get them to eat!)and then went home....

Now for the SHOCKING news... I crawled in bed at 8:43 pm and slept.... until 6:30... ahhhh 9 hours of sleep! It was soooo nice! The down side, I realized that I could use about 9 more! I've been yawning all day!!!!

The band kids did pretty well today... I've been having one of those days where I Would be in MAJOR trouble if my God hadn't seen fit to make sure our heads are attached.

What a Day!

2005-10-11T21:35:00.000-07:00

Congratulations to my flagline for receiving a 2nd division rating at marching contest tonight!! WOOHOOOOO good job girlies....

The majorettes were supposed to go, but decided rolling a truck on Sunday would be more fun. After a nice little story to attempt to cover it up, and the truth coming out last night, I'm just glad they're all in one piece (once they're all healed, their necks will hurt because I'm going to wring them!!!) They rolled the truck, took out three stumps, busted all the windows, totalled the truck, and the worst injury??? Some stictches in the boy's arm that was driving. I've been having all sorts of fun torturing them today over lying to me... all I do is look at them and they burst into a chorus of I'm sooo sorry... They just don't realize how glad I am that they're all ok!

This is a good week so far, even though I was up to 2am this morning, and I still didn't manage to make a post here, how bout that? It's now 9:35 and I haven't darkened my home door since 7:10am... but the kids did well tonight, and I have enough caffiene going through me to keep the entire town of Pudunkville awake for years.

OH MY!!!

2005-10-07T16:20:00.000-07:00

I'm trapped in my band room with junior high age kids,
someone please shoot me!!!

I swear kids that are this age just make no blasted sense, sure there are a golden few who have figured out how NOT to act like morons, but the vast majority of them are just flat out bona fide insane!!!

Ahhhh, the joys of homecoming week.....

2005-10-07T08:09:00.000-07:00

So... Today is Homecoming.

We've been preparing for it all week... and I've had one HECK of a week.

I got to start my week off by wearing pajamas to work... AH PJ day.. my favorite day of the year... The down side.. forget being serious OR working for real for matter!!! I totally couldn't concentrate nor did I really want to... Band rehearsal went ok (but hey we were all in pajamas, who can be uptight in pajamas?)

Tuesday... I had to go to court... Oh the joys of court... 6 months probation, defensive driving school, and eight hours of community service? Why because I was given a ticket back in July for careless driving... Yea, shame on me rear ending the car that rear ended the car infront of them who cut them off... Wrong place, wrong time, only one given a ticket... Arkansas law sucks sometimes, but OK so I'll do what I've got to do and move on with my life *sigh* (I also found my motto for life in the court house.... I can handle being stressed it's just dessert spelled backwards! YES there is someone else in the world who thinks like I do)

Wednesday OH that's when it all broke loose. I absolutely reemed out the flag line... They go to competition in less than a week and they're still using their routine sheets WHAT? SO I told them if you can't do it by Friday you WILL NOT go to competition.... (early halloween day.... do you know how hard it is to get children dressed in costumes to concentrate?)

Thursday Oh my I tore up the band ... Crazy children they are... I don't even remember what they did... I just remember I chewed up one side down the other... OH but the rehearsal looked much better after school... It was like a new group of kids... (Grandma and Grandpa day... yea they dress up like old people... my majoretted OH MY dressed up like grandpas.. with big bellies... oh it's just too funny for words)

and that brings me to TODAY..
It's purple and gold day. I colored my hair purple this morning... switched all my makeup to purple and gold and my entire body is covered in gold glitter. It's great fun!!! The band did pretty well today and I'm a little apprehensive tonight... My feature twirler is twirling fire.. she hit herself in the head not once but TWICE during rehearsal... Just scary!!!

Here We Go Again....

2005-10-06T08:34:00.000-07:00

As anyone who's been here before knows this is a new start to this blog.

My life has pretty much had a new start.

I'm back involved in church, my marriage is in counseling after a decidedly rough turn, and I'm still at the school I was last year, with no intention of coming back after this year....

SO, with this I've decided on a new start on here also. Who knows how often I'll post, I'll try to do it more regularly... hopefully daily if not daily at least weekly.