Monday, June 20, 2011


We had a Peace and Pajama Party for Anna's 8th Birthday. One little gal from Anna's class, 2 of Missi's girlz, 3 little galz from Church, all came over at 7-ish and stayed til 10. It was a perfect number of girlz. Anna turned 8 and 8 girlz were there. I am so pleased with the friendships Anna has. The girlz are from great families. Christian families with strong values. We have known the 3 lil Church since they were all babies. I can actually see Anna knowing these girlz til they finish with high school. 

We made tie dyed cupcakes that turned out adorable. I had boxes for the girlz to tak them home with them. After all, we did have cake!
The girlz mixed their own color into the batter and could choose what colors they wanted to use on their cupcakes.

While the cupcakes were cooking, the girlz went downstairs and put on Tattoos and Tie Dyed their t-shirts. So rowdy but not one big mess!

As the shirts were drying and the cupcakes were a cookin', the girlz were dancing and being silly. Bummer that you can't tell that there is a disco light that shines on the back wall..If you look closely, you can see a wee bit of light..
Phoebe is in the picture above..She is a silly hot mess and God knows I love her. She is such a happy and positive little one.

So just before  the end of the party my gas/carbon monoxide monitor started roaring! And registered very high. I called the non emergency phone number and they told me to get all the girlz out of the house and call 911. The fireman came, lights and all, and went through the house and basement. Turns out, the sensor is pretty accurate and caught the slightest hint in change of air quality. (I had put all 8 bottles of dye on the dryer to keep it out of the way, and the sensor is right beside the dryer!) The Fire Department thought that was probably what caused the spike in air quality..By that time it was 10pm and the girlz were packing in their cupcakes and getting ready to go home.
And so here are our lovely shirts. Eight lil masterpieces. All so different just like the girlz.

I wish the pictures of the tie dyed  cupcakes would have tuned out better. Honestly, if you want an easy lil activity for a birthday party, class party or even adult gathering, this is it..
This year I got Anni a Nintendo DSi. It's some lil hand held gadget that you put game cartridges into an play a variety of games. My dad said he'd like to get it for her..(He knew it going to be the Big Hit) My dad is soo like that. He loves to give the biggest and best gifts. And Hey, I don't mind a bit. He ended up paying me for it..But before that AugustRose had seen the thing in my hiding spot and told Anni what I had gotten. I explained that Dad was so excited that he wanted tp get it for..He's an awesome grandad. He has learned to STOP bringing the girlz gifts all the time. He is great about asking first for gifts and such.
My mom hadn't gotten AugustRose or Anna and gift yet. Today she suprised the girlz by taking us all to the new American Girl store here in Virginia.Yes it was a mad house but we had a great time. The girlz wanted to get a new pajama set, and my mom wanted the doll pjs to match. And this is where I truly love my girlz. They shop. And although they don't worry about price, they know when I tell them, "We are getting this or that" that is what they shop for. They don't beg and plead for Xtras. I can ask Anna, "Do you like this?"  Many times she will say, " Yes, but not enough to buy it." I love that. She doesn't want to buy something just to have it. AugustRose is learning that from her big sister.
Here the girlz are at the new Virginia American Girl Store...Sorry about the bad photo quality. Camera phone..You can see my mom in the blue getup in the background paying for the girlz treats..I won't even mention the total..But any sane person would roll their eyes wayyyy up in their head if they knew!!
So it was a lovely weekend. My girlz are out of school and I have tomorrow and I will be done. Then its off to Florida to recover from this year. I have to say that I thought my 20th year teaching would be magical. Sadly, it wasn't. But that's okay, I along with my girlz will make the summer a Deluxe sized, refried magical tropical vacay and that will wash away all of the ick from the school year!

Monday, June 13, 2011

Tomorrow I'll Blog and Today is Tomorrow

About what I really think of homeschooling.
I think if I had the money to stay home with my girlz, I might put on the most amazing program ever. Normally the idea makes my question the outcomes, but lately, I can imagine a travel program that would rival any class setting out there! I need more control of the way things are done at my girlz schools, and as a teacher from another district, I have NONE..So if anyone wants to send me bucket loads of money, I will do it..

About the new direction I am heading...
I gotta just get back to reality. After speaking with the State Department, I know that I am going to graduate school. I will be finding the field that is CRITICAL in international schools and get my masters in that, and then try again...
About how I think it's redonkulouls to photograph your life for your blog rather than living it..
I see a lot of blogs that have the most perfect pictures. How is life happening when the pictures are perfectly staged. Can't decide if I am jellyfish about it, or think there is a bit of "faking" it going on...

About what is giving me SUCH  secret joy lately.,  Joy has been sneaking in through Rosetta Stone. I love hearing the Russian Language and the fact that I am starting to speak it, L O V E!!!

I have to get through this week, and next then I am home free..And I mean free enough to write anytime I want..Free enough to write with an old friend..Going to Florida just after the ballet recitals..Just cannot wait to put my giant behind in that chair and watch my dyevochkas get all kinds of summery  while I get all kinds of  "centered"...


It's Friday and we have been on the go. Recital practice, then the Hughes recital practice since we won't see theirs, then a bit of swimming with the Hughes since we won't see them for the whole summer..And of course packing, and trying to clean up..I have given in and let my sister finish up since she owes me a birthday present. And that will be my favorite!
My heart is about to explode with excitement for our Florida Trip..Aunt Lee's, the Green Reunion, Dad's Beach House, sun, sand, and lots of quiet time on the beach..And then there is the possibility of writing the greatest novel of all time...Ok, so I am dreaming big on that one!!

Saturday, June 04, 2011

I Dare You To Move

I listened to this song on the way home yesterday. And then when I got home, I listened again. And then I cried. Cried my eyes out. So much to be thankful for but for right now, I am feeling really sorry for myself. Seems like I can't get anything together in my life. Seems like I am not where I want to be in life. And lately, it makes me cry. Do I miss being loved? Could be. Maybe I miss being  excited. I know I miss being able to get lost on any given day.
I have always done things on my own, and I have lots of help. Maybe I don't feel in control. The whole "too many chiefs theory?"

It's Saturday and I had to go stand in line for 3 hours to ballet recital tickets. I am still sick. And I am anxious. My face has gone numb again, and my joints ache.
I am feeling a bit disenchanted at Church lately. I know our job is to welcome newcomers, but sometimes the regulars need a little love..I know that sounds very unChristian, but it is my truth. I am stretched thin and haven't been to Adult Church more than twice in the past couple of months...I can feel that my soul is not being fed. I used to go to small group, but one more night out is more than I can handle..Honestly, I am too tired to go out at 7 and come home at 9...People forget that teaching 5 year olds is not the same as sitting at a desk. I am always ON..Now downtime. I haven't had a lunch that lasted more than 20 minutes, in well, 20 years...
OK. I have whined enough. It is getting dark outside and once again, I am feeling teary eyed..