June 28, 2008

saturday bullets.

  • We watched the Godfather last night. What a loooooooong movie! I liked it, though. My goal is to watch every single Academy Award-winning Best Film of the Year before I die. Godfather, 1972. Check!
  • Aaron is currently taking his "yellow belt" test for Krav Maga. If he passes, he will be certifiably kick-ass.
  • Our neighbors across the street *might* be having their baby today. There are tons of cars out front, but I don't think baby Joseph has arrived yet because Mama and Daddy's cars are still in the driveway. Maybe everyone is just patiently awaiting. How exciting!
  • Tonight's the night! We're going to celebrate our third anniversary at Ristorante Capeo! I have been d-y-i-n-g to go this restaurant (excuse me, ristorante) for ages now. I am so excited to eat, eat, and eat.
  • I should be working on an ideal student publications guide for my final project in Student Press Law. It's due on Monday. But blah. I still have all day tomorrow.
  • I received an invitation in the mail today to our friends Janae and Will's wedding. It's going to be in Florida in October and I cannot wait! Aaron's parents happen to conveniently live in the same, exact place in which this wedding is going to take place. How awesome is that?!
  • I really want a Motorola Q9. Aaron is adamant about convincing me to get an iPhone, but I seriously don't want one. I like big and bulky phones with big buttons on them. I hate touch screens and pretty much all things "gadget-y." Aaron is the complete opposite. I just don't get all the hype about the iPhone. Yeah, it's cool-looking and it's smart, but I would never use all those features! I mean, seriously. Sometimes I WANT to disconnect from the tech world and just....be. If I had a phone that did all that, I would feel way more important than I really am. It's like those people who wear Blue Tooths (Blue Teeth?) when they're at dinner or the movies. They think they're all-so-important and then you come to find out that they work at Barnes & Noble or teach 7th grade and it's summertime. Stupid!! We each have a Blue Tooth and I think I've used mine, like, twice. They're great for driving or when you're cleaning the house. But seriously -- are they really necessary at the grocery store, especially when one is sans children?!
  • Can you believe June is almost over??
  • I really need a pedicure.
  • And a massage.
  • And a nail fill.
  • And a paycheck.
  • I started reading Eat, Pray, Love yesterday afternoon and I already love it. And as a result, I really want a mala. It's not that I would use it for its intended purpose (reciting a mantra or prayer 108 times), but I do think they're pretty and would make a lovely conversation-starter. I really like this one. I told Aaron about it and I think he thinks I'm crazy. Oh well, that's nothing new.
  • Aaron's brother, Jake, came and visited us for a few days. Here are some pictures of all the brotherly love that abounded during his stay:

  • Ok, I suppose that's all for now. This has been one heck of post, chock full of links to all things superficial. I apologize.
  • I'll have a anniversary week recap sometime soon.

June 26, 2008

June 25, 2008

goodies.

I decided to use a portion of my "prize money" to buy something I've been wanting for a long time. I can't wait to move back to Texas, where James Avery stores abound! I bought this ring because it appeals to my inner-cowgirl. I think it's cute. Yay for free jewelry!

June 24, 2008

my pulitzer.

In May, one of my professors asked me to submit my research paper, "Messages Found in Seventeen Magazine: A Content Analysis," to the Kappa Tau Alpha-sponsored contest in research writing.

I won 2nd place! There was an awards banquet, food, the whole nine. Aaron even came to the banquet during his lunch break and I felt super-special.

Although the banquet was a while ago, I received my "prize" today in the mail: A check for $150!! Sometimes it pays (literally) to be geeky.

Now...what to spend it on...hmmmmmmmm.

cross your fingers: part deux.

Aaron's plane is scheduled to take off from San Deigo en route to Little Rock tomorrow morning at 10 a.m. If all goes according to plan (i.e. the damn thing doesn't break before they leave the ground), I'll have my hubby home by 5 p.m.

Pray!

P.S. Today totally didn't feel like my anniversary. I think we'll celebrate this weekend. Better late than never, right?

P.P.S. As a result of all my stress and woe, I am currently enjoying a lovely White Zinfandel/Sprite Zero combo. Yes, that's right. I am drinking alone on a Tuesday night and I don't care! :)

so, it's our three year anniversary...

and my husband is spending it with 6 other men on the coast of northern California. I am spending it alone.

Whoopie.

June 23, 2008

in an effort to not think about the post below this one.

Thanks, Emily. I stole this from your blog.

What I was doing ten years ago:

  • 1998...I was enjoying the summer time before my junior year of high school. Ahh, to be that young again.

Five things on my To-do list today:

  1. Finish the SPLC Report.
  2. Go to bed.
  3. Try not to cry and feel anxious.
  4. Pet my dog.
  5. Throw a plate against the wall.

Snacks I enjoy:

Popcorn, M&M's, Oreo's...all the healthy stuff.

Things I would do if I was a millionaire:

  1. Send my G5 to San Diego to pick up my husband.
  2. Buy a bigger house.
  3. Drive a BMW convertible.
  4. Hire a personal trainer.
  5. Travel whenever I wanted to, wherever I wanted to.

Five Bad Habits:

  1. I bite my nails.
  2. I hate working out.
  3. I love junk food.
  4. I am too sensitive.
  5. I tend to let the dishes piles up.

Five places I have lived:

  1. Del Rio, Texas
  2. San Angelo, Texas
  3. Corpus Christi, Texas
  4. Cabot, Arkansas
  5. That's it.

Five Jobs I have Had:

  1. Resident Assistant at ASU
  2. Copy Editor at San Angelo Standard-Times
  3. "Server" at Logan's and Cheddar's
  4. 10th grade teacher
  5. Freelance writer for the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette
Sadly, this survey is over and I am, once again, pissed off. I wish I could take a pill. Or smoke a cigarette. But I don't do that anymore. Unfortunately.

you've got to be kidding me.

Aaron *thinks* his plane broke...again. He's in SAN DIEGO right now. I'm in Arkansas. Something doesn't seem very fair here. Of course the plane would break in San Diego. Why wouldn't it?!?

I am angry. Not at him, just the situation. But seriously - this is getting ridiculous.

He won't be home for our anniversary. He won't be home to spend time with his brother who came up here to see him the day Aaron left. Yeah, ok, so maybe I am a little mad at Aaron. He didn't HAVE to go on this trip. Why on Earth would be have volunteered to go on a trip knowing his brother was coming into town the very same weekend?? Maybe he was being smart. His brother and I are stuck in Arkansas and he is stuck in San Diego. I guess we're the stupid ones.

I want to throw a plate against the wall.

cross your fingers.

I got a text from Aaron about an hour ago saying that he was "taking off" from Alaska and heading to Miramar. Finally!!!

He should be home tomorrow, our anniversary. Please God, don't let the plane break again!

So, it's Monday and my homework for the night is finished and I *could* get ahead for tomorrow, but I think the last CD of Season One of Army Wives is calling my name. Can you hear it? "Cassandra! I'm the last CD left! I think you should watch me before your husband gets home!"

Gotta go!

June 22, 2008

fun times.

Update on OLL, in case you were wondering :)

why i hate c-130s.

Aaron was supposed to come home today. Of course, that's not going to happen because, as usual, their plane broke. 

They haven't even fulfilled their mission yet! This is so frustrating seeing as how his brother came into town the DAY Aaron left for this "weekend" trip. 

We don't know when he's going to get back. Could be tomorrow, could be Tuesday (our anniversary). 

The last time I talked to him he didn't know when they were going to leave Alaska. He got a call from his AC while we were on the phone and I haven't heard from him since. So annoying!!

I don't know why I'm so upset about this; I feel weird this go-around. I feel anxious and I can't sleep. That tends to happen each and every time Aaron leaves, but it's been really bad this time. Ugh. Come home!!!

June 20, 2008

t-r-o-u-b-l-e.

When Shannon and I were working in my classroom today (I didn't take pictures because it's such a mess), I told her I'd been wanting to rent Season One of Army Wives and that I'd tried Movie Gallery and Netflix would take too long. She said, "Why don't you just go buy it?" Hello! Why didn't I think of that before?

Aas soon as we were done working in the room, I went to Wal-Mart and happily paid the $36 for the entire disc set of Season One.

For the past couple hours, I've been a good girl and did my homework and the laundry. Now it's time for a huge bowl of Velveeta Mac and Cheese and SEASON ONE OF ARMY WIVES! Oh boy!!!!

displaced.

I don't know what to do with myself!

I had a routine down -- Monday through Thursday: work, work, work! Friday: Playtime! I have made a habit out of going to the pool on Fridays at 1 pm for some sun-soaking. Alas, it is going to be raining all day today, so the pool idea is out.

Shannon is coming over to help me with my classroom! That's exciting! But other than that...I feel weird!

Normally, the weekend is reserved for Aaron and me. And now that's he's in Alaska (today), I just feel out of sorts. Isn't that odd how one person can do that to you!?

I'll take pictures of the progress Shan and I make today...if any! Ha!

June 19, 2008

a cushion-coverin' fool!

I've grown to love fabrics and sewing and different textures - the whole bit. As a super-easy project, I decided to re-cover my "teacher stool."

This stool was bought at Bed, Bath, & Beyond and was originally covered in a light-brown suede. It was nice...problem was, though, that since it was suede, whenever I sat on it for an extended amount of time, as soon as I stood up, my butt print was embedded in the chair. Remember I taught high school? Not a good combination.

I decided to re-cover it a few days ago and here's what I got. Sorry I didn't get a "before" picture.
Now it's all cute and blue and NO MORE BUTT PRINTS! Yay!

I have also been looking for a piece of furniture to fill an empty corner in our living room. It's only taken me three years, but I finally did it last week! Here's the empty corner I speak of:

Kinda plain, huh? So...I went to Grandma's Collectibles in Cabot on a whim. It's a HUGE flea market-type store that, if you have the time, has a ton of cool stuff. You just have to look through it all and be very, very patient. I found this chair for $15 and snagged it immediately because I knew the cushion would be super-easy to re-cover.

I had a tough time getting the cushion off because one of the screws was stripped, but after shedding massive amounts of sweat in the garage, I managed to pop it off. I grabbed some fabric that I bought super cheap at the base thrift shop and got to work!

Here's the finished product. Aaron calls it a "grandma chair." Thanks, sweetie. It may be grandma, but I like it!

I was thinking about adding a cute button on the middle of the seam there (because this chair is just for show), but I haven't quite gotten that far.

I put the chair in the empty corner and added a lamp I had in storage and viola! A new, pretty corner in my living room! We keep the lamp on at night now and it really created a nice "ambiance" in our living room. The lamp light also shines through the blinds and makes the front of the house look really cozy.

It's the simple things that I love the most.

June 18, 2008

what's up with me?

  • Aaron leaves tomorrow for a weekend TDY. Suck balls. He gets to go to Seattle, Alaska, and California whilst I remain in...Arkansas. I think I will miss him terribly.
  • He's been so wonderful to me here lately. He's just a good husband, ya know? A truly good man. And I am more in love with him today than I ever was. It's amazing how love grows into something you could have never imagined. My Sunday School teacher was right: When you stop the whole "walking-on-clouds" phase, love is not over. It has only just begun...and it is then, when you mature and really get to know someone that true love will blow you away.
  • I am officially addicted to Lifetime. I thought it was bad when I watched Will & Grace every night while Aaron was deployed -- oh, it has gotten so much worse: I discovered Army Wives. Oh...my...God. I have been pushing it away, claiming that I would not watch something so relevant to my life. But then it happened. I gave in. It was on one morning and I was intrigued. And I could not stop watching! It was the episode where the crazy guy walks into the Hump Bar and blows it all to smithereens. After that episode, I set a timer for Army Wives on my DVR. Although the acting's not perfect and a lot of what they say is untrue or a bit idealistic, it's official: I am a fan.
  • I also watched The Memory Keeper's Daughter (also on Lifetime) and loved it. I now wish I would have read the book!
  • I had a wonderful day with my friends. We all met up for lunch. I got to hold a wonderful baby in my arms. He smelled so good. I love baby smell. A perfect combination of milk, Johnson & Johnson and...baby breath. It's a bit of Heaven, really. Or at least what I imagine Heaven to be like.
  • I've been pretty emotional today. Not sure way. I'm sure the precious baby had something to do with it.
  • Since Aaron is going to be gone, I've scheduled a girl's night on Saturday. PF Changs and a movie. Life is good.
  • I am still trudging along with grad school. This first summer session is almost over and then I'll get a one-week break. Then the last and final class begins. It will be over August 8th. The regular school year starts August 19th. I have a lot to do, no?
  • Our 3rd anniversary is coming up next Tuesday! Three years!! I can't believe it! Since our anniversary (June 24) is on a rotten Tuesday and I have class, we are going to celebrate it the next day, on a Wednesday when I'm free. Dinner at Ristorante Capeo, some good wine, and my man. That's a perfect night in my book. Oh, and maybe some gifts, too.
  • He's in the living room laughing at Will & Grace right now. I best go in and see what all the fuss is about. That is what we addicts do, after all.

this shakes me. to the core.



If roses are meant to be red
And violets to be blue
Why isn't my heart meant for you

My hands longing to touch you
But I can barely breathe
Starry eyes that make me melt
Right in front of me

Lost in this world
I even get lost in this song
And when the lights go down
That is where I'll be found

This music's irresistible
Your voice makes my skin crawl
Innocent and pure
I guess you heard it all before

Mister Inaccessible
Will this ever change
One thing that remains the same
You're still a picture in a frame

Lost in this world
I even get lost in this song
And when the lights go down
That is where I'll be found

I get lost in this world
I get lost in your eyes
And when the lights go down
That's where I'll be found
Yeah yeah

I get lost in this world
I get lost in your eyes
And when the lights go down
Am I the only one

June 17, 2008

I will blog.

There's not a whole lot going on around here, but I'll manage to put a post up sometime soon...maybe tonight?

I don't know.

But rest assured, I will blog again.

June 13, 2008

ah, friday.

The best day of the week. I love you, so.

June 11, 2008

i'm just sippin' on chamomile.

I really am just sippin' on chamomile.

Aaron has gone to bed and I'm not quite ready to take the plunge. About ten minutes ago, I remembered what my yoga instructor told me about menstrual cramps: drink chamomile tea.

I bought some last time I was at Wal-Mart and I just now decided to bust it out. Why, you ask? Because I'm still on my freakin' period!! (Sorry to all men who may read this blog). It's been like, over a week now and I'm a little annoyed. I will never, ever, ever not take those pills like I'm supposed to ever again! This has been horrible! I've had cramps like I used to have in high school - the kind that were so bad that I would have to excuse myself from class just so I could go cry and bend over in the fetal position in the bathroom. *Shudder.

I am hoping Sharla (my yoga instructor) is right. So far, chamomile gets a thumbs up. It's a rather subtle flavor. And, according to Sharla, it's supposed to break up blood clots (I know, ew.) At this point, I'd try anything if I knew it was going to take these cramps away!

On a completely different note, I received bombshell news today from Aaron. I'm afraid I can't write about it on the blog - at least not yet - but let's just say it involves us moving a lot earlier than we had anticipated. But again, everything in the AF is a "maybe," so one can only take this news with a grain of salt. Did you know the average size of housing at Laughlin is only 1,200 square feet? Shoot me now!

I spent a majority of last night looking up British baby names and formulating a list of names I liked in a Microsoft Word document. Is that weird? I am going with British or Old English names because of our last name. "Webb" is so strikingly English, it's absurd. To couple "Webb" with an Irish name or a German name or a Hebrew name just sounds weird. I would like the names to match origins. Is that weird? Unfortunately, I am having a difficult time because most of the names I seem to like all stem from Latin -- as do most fabulous words. I'd like to share my list...but then I'm afraid, like a bad omen, it would cause more inadvertent name-stealing. Sometimes I marvel at how silly I can be.

I'm about ready to shoot myself in the face with all the homework and GA work I am doing. I just want, as Sara would say, something to give. All I want to do this summer is ready my classroom and put together lesson plans for this coming-up year. But, instead, I am forced to spend all this glorious "free time" writing papers and analyzing cases and reading books and doing research. I have, however, forced myself to read for pleasure when I go to bed now. I am reading Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult and, as always, her work is fantastic. Leave it to the end, though, for her to spoil it all. I'm not sure why I keep giving her a chance. I guess having a book be absolutely stellar in the beginning and middle is worth a crappy ending. Either way, reading for pleasure has helped me take the edge off a bit...and it's nice. In fact, that's probably what I'll do now that this post has run its course.

And surprisingly, my uterus does feel better.

on another note...

I seriously need an update on Old Love Letters. Someone, anyone. Send me something!

let's remain 25 this year, shall we?

It just occurred to me that I have a birthday coming up. And an anniversary.

Aaron and I will be married for three years on June 24. And I will be turning 26 (OH MY GOD) on July 4th.

The anniversary is great; the birthday not so much. I don't want to be 26!! That will officially put me in my "late 20s." No! I will no longer have bragging rights as the youngest wife in the group or the youngest teacher at the school. When did this happen!??! Make it go away!

June 10, 2008

what's in my head while shopping for bread.

A really great couple in our squadron had their daughter last week. And I'm happy for them. Evelyn Claire is her name.

But I am also sad because (1) I really liked the name Evelyn Claire for my own baby and now its been stolen! (2) I'm jealous. (3) I think I'm the most sad because I'm afraid that when we start having babies, there will be no one around to help celebrate with us - no village, if you will.

I know we're not going to have any babies while we're in Little Rock for the next year - at least that's highly doubtful. Then, we'll move away and all my wonderful friends I have here will be...scattered across the globe.

I guess that's what makes me the most upset: It's a stupid thing to rush into mommyhood, but at the same time, I want my friends with me when it does take place. Is that selfish? *Sigh.

My day will come. I just want it to be everything it's supposed to be, with friends and family and people I love all around. The absence of that joy is my greatest fear.

June 9, 2008

row, row, row your boat.

Aaron and I bought a Concept 2 rower a few weeks ago and I also purchased the 5-disc workout set of Yoga Booty Ballet (thanks, Lori). Last week, I did the videos three times and rowed right afterward.

I just got done with the Fat Burning CD and rowed for 15 minutes. I'm sweaty and gross.

But the good news is that I checked my weight this morning and since last Monday, I've lost two pounds!

It could all be water weight (which it probably is), but whatever. It makes me happy.

I also went to the pool on Friday and got burnt to a crisp. I was okay with that because I knew it'd turn into a fabulous tan by today -- which it did (except for two white lines on my chest where my top was tied...) Ah, well.

Thus begins the summer body transformation. Tan and toned is the goal. My true motivation is next year. I can't really fit into any of my "teaching" clothes. Yes, it's that bad. I NEED to get back to how I was. I'm only 25!!! I can't start the downward spiral this young!! I refuse to buy a whole new wardrobe just because I got lazy this last year. No way, no how. If I'd lose about 10 pounds, I'd have a whole new wardrobe already waiting for me in my closet, anyway!

So...with that in mind...row, row, row, your boat...

June 8, 2008

beer and...bear?!

One of the guys in Aaron's squadron went up to Idaho recently and shot him a bear. Seriously. He named the bear "Bernie" and invited us over last night to...eat him.

I originally thought that Aaron and I were going to stay in for the night, but when I got the invitation to drink beer and eat bear, I was so intrigued that I just HAD to go!

We headed over to Kevin's house (there were about 10-12 other people there) and waited patiently for the bear to cook. I had imagined bear steaks or flanks. Turns out, it was all ground bear. Ew!

They cooked bear chili, bear burgers, and ground bear in bell peppers. Take a gander:

The bear burgers tasted like Italian Sausage burgers. It was...different. The bear chili was actually really good, though! I didn't partake in any bear bell peppers. Or beer. Just bear. Aaron had one Diamond Bear beer and some bear. ;)

Here's a picture of the Jacksons and the Webbs waiting for the bear to cook.

We didn't stay out too late. We had all the bear we could bare and left around 9 p.m. I think we're still feeling last weekend, to be honest.

In honor of our bear-killing friend, Kevin:

how to publish your scrapblog.

I've got a lot of people asking the same question, so here is what I emailed Shyanne this week. If you have any other questions, just let me know! I'll be glad to help! It sounds complicated, but it's really not that bad ;)

To get your scrapblog page on your blog:

1. Did you save your scrapbook page as a jpeg to your computer? You have to do that first. Go into scrapblog.com, open your page and then click "File" and "save as jpeg" or something along those lines. If you need more help with this, just holler.

2. Once you save it as a jpeg to your "My Pictures" on your computer, go to blogspot and sign in.

3. Once you sign in, click "Layout" on your dashboard.

4. Then click "edit" on the long header box. (this is where your blog title is).

5. Click that you're bringing a picture up from your computer, click "shrink to fit" and upload the picture.

6. Then click "instead of title and description."

7. Hit "Save Changes" and you're done!

Let me know if this works or doesn't work! The most complicated part is getting your scrapbook page to save as a jpeg to the computer.

craaaaamps.

Remember when I said I wanted my period? Yeah, it can go away now.

June 6, 2008

truce.

I was mad last night. Geez.

When I finally went to bed around 1 a.m. or so, I got undressed, put on my "sleepy time" hand lotion, and pulled back the sheets.

I thought Aaron was long gone asleep because he was laid out on his tummy, spread eagle, head turned to the side: his ultimate sleeping position.

But when I looked down at the bed, I saw his hand "in my spot." Rolling my eyes, I was about to move his arm away when his fingers wiggled. I tilted my head like dog does when it is confused or intrigued. He wiggled his fingers more and let out a slight grunting sound.

He wanted me to hold his hand.

So I did.

And that's how we fell asleep.

Then, about 4 in the morning, our dog needed to go outside. Aaron got up and let him out while I went to the bathroom. We both got back in bed at the same time and he whispered, "Come here." He held me until we both went back to sleep.

The war is over.

June 5, 2008

never go to bed angry, huh?

I'm not really sure how to start this post. It's a rant and rave, really. And that's about it. And here we go.

Women are expected to bend over backwards - every single day of our lives - to make life appeasing for everyone else around us. We come last. And that's just how it is.

We offer to bring some goodies by his work because we know he's stressed and we don't receive a "thank you." We make dinner on a night where both of us are equally rushed and tired in a way of saying, "I understand you've had a hard week..." and then we have to clean it all up by ourselves. We go grocery shopping on a day when papers are due and other obligations abound - all because we don't want to add yet another thing to their already-hectic schedules. We get told that he is unable to stay awake and "sit out here with you" because he's tired. When you nicely reply, "Well, go to sleep, sweetie." He says, "Stop barking at me!" and rolls his eyes in a childish way that makes you want to punch his teeth out and throw the remote at his head.

When life gets just the tad bit tangled and overwhelming for men, they completely buckle and turn into monsters. We, on the other hand, live lives that are constantly rushed, complicated, tangled, and overwhelming, and yet we fare just fine...because we know how. And because we are better.

I am so sorry you have to work for a living. I am so sorry that you are "tired." I am so sorry that every word I spoke to you in the past week has gone in one ear and out the other. I am so sorry I asked a simple favor. Who knew putting a towel down over a car seat would be such a strenuous task? I am so sorry I no longer weigh 135 pounds. I am so sorry that "life was easier for you" when you were in Iraq. I am so sorry that all you could talk about tonight on the drive home was your ex-girlfriend. I am so sorry YOUR LIFE IS SO HARD.

And yet when I am worked and when I am tired, I am expected not to rest or retreat, but instead, to keep working, to keep giving, to keep having that smile on my pretty, little face. I am, after all, super-human, right? Things shouldn't phase me! And when they do, well, I'm just being "too sensitive." That is what you say, right?

No matter that I have been awake just as long as you have. No matter that I have been writing papers and doing homework and reading law cases and books ALL DAY. (Perfect GPA's don't happen as a result of no effort. Do you want me to squander this opportunity?) No matter that I was in class ALL NIGHT. No matter that I made dinner despite being busy, that I picked up the house so it could be nice for when you got home. It's simply child's play, right? Silly me, I've forgotten: YOU HAVE THE REAL JOB.

Think before you speak. Quit acting like a child. Sometimes you forget how good you have it.




Ok, I'm done now.

June 4, 2008

"waves will crash all around, but you will be safe in my arms..."

I heard this song for the first time today on the contemporary radio station. I bawled. I first thought of my husband, but then I read the lyrics just now...totally about children. I was way off.

I have to wonder: how do you mamas let them go? From crawling, to walking, to kindergarten, to their first date, to college, to marriage. God, help me when I have my own.

In My Arms by Plumb (I remember listening to them in high school).



Your baby blues
So full of wonder
Your curlicues
Your contagious smile
And as I watch
You start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight
Knowing

Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms

Story books
Are full of fairy-tales
Of kings and queens
And the bluest skies
My heart is torn just in knowing
You'll someday see
The truth for lies
When the

Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms


Castles they might crumble
Dreams may not come true
Cause you are never all alone
Cause I will always
Always love you

Hey I
Hey I
Will love

Clouds will rage in
Storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms

In my arms

overwhelmed!

I went up to the school today to get my room key and sign some paperwork. For kicks, I went into my room to "quickly" look through all the materials Mrs. R left for me. Holy moly! She, thank you Jesus, left me so much stuff! I have binders and lessons and games and shelves and curtains and furniture and...well, everything!

I don't even know where to start when it comes to this room -- it's so huge! And with elementary, your creative license is not only welcomed, but almost necessary. This is going to be so much fun!

I am still mulling around a theme (thanks for everyone's help so far!) and until I decide on that, I can't quite break any ground. If you haven't read my theme post, go here. I am gladly still taking more suggestions! :)

Here are some pictures I took of the room today. They don't quite do the room justice (in terms of its size), but you can kind of get the idea. Of course, everything was moved around so they could clean the carpet. Any ideas or tips on how to make this room fabulous?

View from the front door:
Teacher's desk/storage area. See all that crap!? All the storage cabinets you see in this room are also full of goodies! :)
View from where my desk will be:
View from computer station:
Reading area (sort of):
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mrs. webb needs a theme.

My most favorite part of teaching is the room-decorating phase. I could do it for weeks. I love, love, love it!

However, this next year is going to a bit difficult. I noticed that most of the teachers at my school have a catchy slogan over their door: "Mrs. Ray's Rockets!" "Welcome to Smith Lodge," etc. I need something cute like that to go with my name. Problem is...my name starts with a "W." Hmm...

Mrs. Webb's Watermelons? Mrs. Webb's Wild Ones? (not sure that would go over too well) Mrs. Webb's Wild Frontier? I have no idea! Do you think you could offer some suggestions?

Mrs. Webb's Weasels. Mrs. Webb's Wise Owls. Mrs. Webb's Wiggle Worms...lol. Mrs. Webb's...oh, just help me.

June 3, 2008

yeah, whatever. happy freakin' summer.

I don't get a summer break and it's pissin' me off.

I went to Wal-Mart today for groceries and everyone was filling up their trucks, boats attached, ready to go out to the lake. Kids were screaming, teenagers were out and about. It's definitely summer.

...and I can't enjoy it! Bah humbug!

June 2, 2008

sex and the city.

I laughed, I cried, I can't wait for it to be on DVD.

It was g-o-o-d. If you're already a SATC fan, you'll enjoy the movie (at least I hope so). Go see it!

i ain't as good as i once was...

This weekend was incredibly eventful. Now, it's Monday afternoon and all I want to do is take a nap. Unfortunately, I have class tonight, so that's not going to happen.

Speaking of class, Arkansas History is complete! Now onto Student Press Law...*sigh.

So, this weekend. Wow.

It started out at the baseball game. It was the Captain's promotion party (Aaron had his last year), so free booze abounded. I didn't have a particularly festive time at the baseball game - too hot, too many people, yadda yadda.

I did have fun, however, afterward at the Cornerstone Pub. Too much fun. There were tons of people there (but we were in our own VIP corner...ha!), the Jägermeister flowed like water, and fun was had by all. I wish I could say I got pictures -- but I didn't. I don't even think I was even cognisant of the location of my purse the entire night.

We didn't get home until 4 a.m. Are you reading?? 4 A.M.!!! Who does that?!

Aaron and I felt horrible the next day (and we deserved it), but after a quick trip to the bathroom (ew!) and a bowl of white rice, my stomach finally settled down and I got to feeling *somewhat* normal. Of course, I am leaving out a ton of embarrassing details (like how Aaron threw up, in the Jackson's front yard, for the very first time in his life from drinking too much )...but I shall spare you the rest of that information.

Two words to describe Saturday night: never again!
 
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