Friday, November 6, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
I think I may need you
I'm bored.
I'm bored with my schedule
(wake up at 5:30, shower, blowdry, makeup, bottles, feed Chloe, hurry to babysitters,hurry to work, run all day, hurry to babysitters, hurry home, play, eat, bath, bed, crash)
I'm bored with our house decor
I'm bored with my clothes
I'm bored with being exhausted
Most of those things (ok, ALL of those things) are too expensive to change right now, (thank you stupid mall for not offering me a $5000 shopping spree like I heard you were doing for someone but never did, liars) so I want to change something more economical.
My hair
Here's some background on that part of myself. It's way too thin, almost naturally colorless (hard to imagine, but it's really not a color - somewhere between blad and blah) and likes to disapprove of anything I try.
It has been dark red (which looks good I have to admit, but the man-friend grew tired of it and I gave in - silly me).
It has been brown, but that only emphasizes how thin it is (especially when I pull it back into a pony tail and my scalp is shown in all of its shiny ickyness. And I fully stand by the fact that if I were to shave my head (or lose it all) I would be a very shiny headed blad girl).
It has been blonde - and is currently
It has been long
It has been short
It has been straight
It has been wavy
Oh, and I must mention, although I am 24 1/2 years of age, I look more like 17 (which is confirmed nearly daily by random people - which brings me to the question of WHY do you feel it's necessary to bring up people's ages ever in a first time conversation?!) so some haircuts emphasize the young-ness in my face.
It's currently blonde highlighted and short - below my jawline with long layers and no bangs (because I've decided, however good of an idea bangs are while I'm sitting in the hair dresser's chair, they NEVER are. My hair is too thin and doesn't allow them to lay properly, only chunkily over part of my forehead)
Anyway... help! Any suggestions?
Hugs
I'm bored with my schedule
(wake up at 5:30, shower, blowdry, makeup, bottles, feed Chloe, hurry to babysitters,hurry to work, run all day, hurry to babysitters, hurry home, play, eat, bath, bed, crash)
I'm bored with our house decor
I'm bored with my clothes
I'm bored with being exhausted
Most of those things (ok, ALL of those things) are too expensive to change right now, (thank you stupid mall for not offering me a $5000 shopping spree like I heard you were doing for someone but never did, liars) so I want to change something more economical.
My hair
Here's some background on that part of myself. It's way too thin, almost naturally colorless (hard to imagine, but it's really not a color - somewhere between blad and blah) and likes to disapprove of anything I try.
It has been dark red (which looks good I have to admit, but the man-friend grew tired of it and I gave in - silly me).
It has been brown, but that only emphasizes how thin it is (especially when I pull it back into a pony tail and my scalp is shown in all of its shiny ickyness. And I fully stand by the fact that if I were to shave my head (or lose it all) I would be a very shiny headed blad girl).
It has been blonde - and is currently
It has been long
It has been short
It has been straight
It has been wavy
Oh, and I must mention, although I am 24 1/2 years of age, I look more like 17 (which is confirmed nearly daily by random people - which brings me to the question of WHY do you feel it's necessary to bring up people's ages ever in a first time conversation?!) so some haircuts emphasize the young-ness in my face.
It's currently blonde highlighted and short - below my jawline with long layers and no bangs (because I've decided, however good of an idea bangs are while I'm sitting in the hair dresser's chair, they NEVER are. My hair is too thin and doesn't allow them to lay properly, only chunkily over part of my forehead)
Anyway... help! Any suggestions?
Hugs
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Halloweenie
I LOVE Halloween! It is definitely my favorite holiday of all time. I've dressed up as a many thing in my life (and I'm proud to say I may be one of the 8 women in the world that does not use Halloween as an excuse to strut my sexy self - I don't need a reason, duh) 3 years ago, I was Marylin Monroe a la beautiful white dress. 2 years ago I was a Egyptian Goddess. And last year, with my protruding belly, I went as a troll (remember the ones from when we were kids that had the funky colored hair and the jewel in their bellybutton. Yep, that was definitely me last year, complete with heart jewel over my bare belly).
This year, I am missing out on all of the fun of dressing up and it's making me more and more depressed the closer it gets to the big day. E and I have plans to stay home and watch scary movies Saturday night (and I may or may not get my fix and wear fairy wings while sitting on the couch).
Someone asks me today "Why do you like Halloween so much?"
.....
Because it's the only holiday that has not been engulfed in family drama (what day should we get together, whose house should it be at, are we getting presents)
Because you get to dress up as something completely crazy and it's fine with the world
Because carving pumpkins is the most disgusting, gooey, hard working fun I've ever had
Because no one else really seems to enjoy Halloween a ton
Because it's the only holiday that seems appropriately displayed in department stores (October 1-October 31st - Not July 8-Oct 31, *sigh, Christmas*
Because I like it (and why isn't that a good enough reason?)
Oh, and by the way... Chloe's costume. An octopus. Probably the most adorable 8 legged thing EVER!
Happy Halloween
Hugs!
This year, I am missing out on all of the fun of dressing up and it's making me more and more depressed the closer it gets to the big day. E and I have plans to stay home and watch scary movies Saturday night (and I may or may not get my fix and wear fairy wings while sitting on the couch).
Someone asks me today "Why do you like Halloween so much?"
.....
Because it's the only holiday that has not been engulfed in family drama (what day should we get together, whose house should it be at, are we getting presents)
Because you get to dress up as something completely crazy and it's fine with the world
Because carving pumpkins is the most disgusting, gooey, hard working fun I've ever had
Because no one else really seems to enjoy Halloween a ton
Because it's the only holiday that seems appropriately displayed in department stores (October 1-October 31st - Not July 8-Oct 31, *sigh, Christmas*
Because I like it (and why isn't that a good enough reason?)
Oh, and by the way... Chloe's costume. An octopus. Probably the most adorable 8 legged thing EVER!
Happy Halloween
Hugs!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
To stay or not to stay... that is the question
While I'm at home with a sick baby (whose not actually sick, but the babysitter's kid is sick so we're pretending my baby is sick) I've remembered what it was like to be a "stay-at-home" mom. After Chloe was born, I was home with her for 6 months. I worked occasionly at the local pizza and pub, but it was usually the evening shift when she was sleeping anyway.
E (man-friend) asked me last night what my plan was to do if the school I work at was to close down next year and I didn't have a place to go teach. (Not a completely out of the question question - the district is going through a thorough study of the buildings at the time)
"Would you like to stay home with Chloe? ...if I could make enough money."
"I don't think we could afford that."
"I could make it work. Would you?"
Here's where I'm torn. I loved seeing all of the little things Chloe was learning while I was home with her for the first 6 months, and I wouldn't have changed it for the world. But... I was bored a lot. Granted, she slept like a billion hours a day then and I was recuperating from pushing a 6 lb baby out of my body so I had no energy to do anything around the house, but I was dying to get out of the house by the time E got home.
Pros:
*spending every day with Chloe and witnessing ALL of the little milestones she'll be reaching.
*never worrying about 'the babysitter's sick, who the &$*#'s going to watch her"
*having time to do errands and pick up the house (and I'm not going to lie, since working, the housework's the first thing to go out the window) (any maids reading this? Will offer great hugs and so-so dinners for weekly house cleaning!)
Not so Pros:
*little/no adult interaction during most days
(there's always the mommy play groups, but we live in BFE and there are none)
*no money of my own (that I can not feel guilty spending at the grocery store for impulse buys or buying new shoes that E does not approve of) (p.s. most of my shoes aren't not approved by E - "where are you going to wear them and what about the other 300 pair in the BACK ROOM SHOE CLOSET) (and yes, I have converted our back bedroom into my shoe closet, jealous?)
*not spending time with E in the evenings because I'm sure his 'way of making it work' would be to get another job or freelance web design (and I'm not very good at leaving him alone to work if he's at home. Hello, he's right there..."Hi! Pay attention to me please!"
I'm glad I don't have to make this decision anytime soon... and here's to hoping I don't have to make this decision at all. Someone must want me to teach in their school!!
Hugs!
E (man-friend) asked me last night what my plan was to do if the school I work at was to close down next year and I didn't have a place to go teach. (Not a completely out of the question question - the district is going through a thorough study of the buildings at the time)
"Would you like to stay home with Chloe? ...if I could make enough money."
"I don't think we could afford that."
"I could make it work. Would you?"
Here's where I'm torn. I loved seeing all of the little things Chloe was learning while I was home with her for the first 6 months, and I wouldn't have changed it for the world. But... I was bored a lot. Granted, she slept like a billion hours a day then and I was recuperating from pushing a 6 lb baby out of my body so I had no energy to do anything around the house, but I was dying to get out of the house by the time E got home.
Pros:
*spending every day with Chloe and witnessing ALL of the little milestones she'll be reaching.
*never worrying about 'the babysitter's sick, who the &$*#'s going to watch her"
*having time to do errands and pick up the house (and I'm not going to lie, since working, the housework's the first thing to go out the window) (any maids reading this? Will offer great hugs and so-so dinners for weekly house cleaning!)
Not so Pros:
*little/no adult interaction during most days
(there's always the mommy play groups, but we live in BFE and there are none)
*no money of my own (that I can not feel guilty spending at the grocery store for impulse buys or buying new shoes that E does not approve of) (p.s. most of my shoes aren't not approved by E - "where are you going to wear them and what about the other 300 pair in the BACK ROOM SHOE CLOSET) (and yes, I have converted our back bedroom into my shoe closet, jealous?)
*not spending time with E in the evenings because I'm sure his 'way of making it work' would be to get another job or freelance web design (and I'm not very good at leaving him alone to work if he's at home. Hello, he's right there..."Hi! Pay attention to me please!"
I'm glad I don't have to make this decision anytime soon... and here's to hoping I don't have to make this decision at all. Someone must want me to teach in their school!!
Hugs!
Monday, October 26, 2009
Hello, you
Good day to you! I gladly welcome you to my newest attempt at connecting with the cyber world. I confess now that I may not have the time and energy needed to dedicate to this blog as often as I like (or hopefully you like, and let's face it, you will crave this at some point) but I am going to try.
Hi!
My name is Ashley.
This is my blog.
I am a teacher during the day, and a new mom for the remaining 16 hours of the day. (alright, I'm a mom 24 hours a day but for 8 hours during school I'm a mom/educator/babysitter)
(and who are we kidding - a majority of the time, babysitter)
I have a 8 1/2 month old daughter. She's incredible (and not in the 'my baby's so much cuter than any other baby EVER' type of way, but in the 'she's such a good baby, oh and by the way, she's super adorable 98% of the time' way) I'm learning quickly that my mom/grandma/great g-ma were all correct in "what comes around, goes around" and time flies.
(In all clique glory, it truly feels like just last week we were waiting in the triage room for things to finally progressing.) (but it also feels like just yesterday that I was crying and begging to not have to continue with labor because I just couldn't do it)
Back to the point-
I have a man-friend (aren't I a little old to be introduced as your boyfriend?) (if you know the reference, 10000 bonus points to you if you leave it as a comment). We've been together almost 5 years and still going strong. As any couple, we have our moments (sometimes even days), but we work hard to show each other how much we want this to work.
We also have a cat... a cat who has recently (and by recently I may or may not mean 3 months ago) biten a hole in his own neck and is not allowing it to heal for whatever demented reason he may be thinking every time he digs his back claws into it. But mostly, he's a good cat.
I hope to see you soon, and I hope to find this as stress relief that neither my finger nails, nor facial skin has to endure any longer.
Hugs!
Hi!
My name is Ashley.
This is my blog.
I am a teacher during the day, and a new mom for the remaining 16 hours of the day. (alright, I'm a mom 24 hours a day but for 8 hours during school I'm a mom/educator/babysitter)
(and who are we kidding - a majority of the time, babysitter)
I have a 8 1/2 month old daughter. She's incredible (and not in the 'my baby's so much cuter than any other baby EVER' type of way, but in the 'she's such a good baby, oh and by the way, she's super adorable 98% of the time' way) I'm learning quickly that my mom/grandma/great g-ma were all correct in "what comes around, goes around" and time flies.
(In all clique glory, it truly feels like just last week we were waiting in the triage room for things to finally progressing.) (but it also feels like just yesterday that I was crying and begging to not have to continue with labor because I just couldn't do it)
Back to the point-
I have a man-friend (aren't I a little old to be introduced as your boyfriend?) (if you know the reference, 10000 bonus points to you if you leave it as a comment). We've been together almost 5 years and still going strong. As any couple, we have our moments (sometimes even days), but we work hard to show each other how much we want this to work.
We also have a cat... a cat who has recently (and by recently I may or may not mean 3 months ago) biten a hole in his own neck and is not allowing it to heal for whatever demented reason he may be thinking every time he digs his back claws into it. But mostly, he's a good cat.
I hope to see you soon, and I hope to find this as stress relief that neither my finger nails, nor facial skin has to endure any longer.
Hugs!
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