The Good Little Girl:

How I Got to Be a County Delegate for My Precinct

So, being the good little girl that I am, when I was told to go and make sure that education got represented within my caucus meeting, I went. I have actually never participated in a caucus meeting, nor did I have any idea what to expect. Needless to say that I didn't really imagine getting elected as a county delegate for my precinct--Hmmm, how do I get myself into these things? We don't know. (Otherwise, we could prevent them.) Not that I'm upset; I'm kinda excited; I just don't know what possessed me to do such a thing.

A perk of the meeting was that a great guy from our ward was there. I got to give him a ride home. Also, I helped make sure that at least one of the state delegates is pro-education.

A disclaimer here: I wouldn't have actually gone to the caucus meeting if I didn't feel passionately about education.

Darn! Darn! Darn!

So. It turns out that keeping ones cellphone in the car is not the best decision on a Friday night. The ONE time in my life someone calls, I don't have it with me. DARN! (Take note that phone call was from friendly boy.) By the time I called back, plans had been made, and they didn't include oblivious me. Ergh.

Well, at least I can pray that they somehow get turned away at the doors of the dance they plan on going to and call me and say, "We need you!" (Am I allowed to pray for something like that?)

Anyway, wish me luck.

Nerd that I am

One of the big negatives about moving to American Fork would be losing the libraries I have here. Sigh. Books.

Decisions, decisions

Well, Squirrel boy asked about the possibilities of me leaving the bubble. I actually have to think about that now. At work Wednesday, one of the sixth-grade teachers asked if anyone was needing a place to live. I do, so I asked her about her offer. There's a basement apartment in American Fork available, so we set an appt for me to see it.

I saw the apt today. It's a 3 bedroom, 1 half-bath. Two bedrooms are about the size of a closet, while the third is huge. There may be no dishwasher. There is no bathtub. There are definitely some drawbacks, but I would be living with a great girl (I don't know the other roommate yet) and I would be out of this city. I have no clue what to do, but I would like to live in a place where twenty four doesn't feel ancient.

Argh.

So, even though I haven't exactly seen the new P&P yet, I still had enough faith to buy it--or I would have bought it if I could have gotten my hands on it. I went to Wal-mart this morning to buy the widescreen version and lo and behold, it was not in yet, only the full screen. So, I sweet talked the guy there into holding one for me (not an easy task believe me). Needless to say, I was a bit surprised when I returned later to find my copy sold to the masses. Yep, apparently, after my newly-made friend had gotten off work, the manager had made the staff put back all copies being held. I got there at 5 pm to find only a couple of copies of the full screen left.

I am still somewhat undaunted at this point. Three stores and six phone calls later, I quit. No P&P for me in the foreseeable future.

Sniff. Only in Utah county. Only in Utah county.

Productive Day

Well, I actually got a lot finished today. Went to the gym, went shopping at Wal-mart, helped make dessert, ate dinner with friends, watched the third Star Wars, and wrote a talk for tomorrow (well, actually today now).

Hurray for productive days!

It's interesting to me that I'm giving a talk tomorrow. Right now, I have three callings in the ward: ward organist (touched a real organ for the first time on Wednesday), ward missionary committee, and FHE group leader. Yep, lots of fun is had by all.

I'm just glad it's not my Sunday to play the organ. Otherwise, it would kinda feel like the Michelle show. I hate when that happens.

Anyway, goodnight.

Manic Monday

Sometimes I wish that my Mondays felt more manic and less like swimming through a swimming pool of jell-o. I am happy for FHE and all that jazz, but for some reason, returning to school is hard--especially since I'm trying to get too much done at once.

Today in class, we worked on the multitasking skill. We do this very seldom, and I will try not to do it the rest of the year, since it is ineffective.

I just got off of the phone with my bank. My auto deduct into my savings was set up incorrectly, and now it's fixed. I'm very glad.

I am about to start babbling, so I'll sign off.

The End IS NEAR

Yep. The end of the week is finally here. I've had Parent Teacher Conferences and managed to survive without being yelled at, chewed out, or otherwise harassed. HURRAH! (Although, this celebration is a little premature since I still have to contact 6 parents to reschedule.) Oh, well.

Home Again, Home Again (Jiggedy Jig)

Ack!

Still no posts to help rename me. This could be because I've lost most of my readers. Come back to the light all ye poor lost souls. You can do it!

Naming Me Contest

I have to admit, I'm not thrilled with the name I randomly picked out for myself. So, I am accepting suggestions (appropriate ones, please). Feel free to submit as many as you like to the naming committee (namely, Divine and me). The winner will get a free e-mail from me thanking them for the name.

On your mark, get set, NAME!

Blech!

Being sick/tired for a week
Living with parents again
Ekeing out some sleep, once in a while
Chasing a missing paper throughout the house
Having to remind self this IS vacation
!

Too Much Free Time?

Yep. It is possible to have too much free time. Sure, I have plenty that needs done, but very little structured time. Ergh. I will overcome this!

Ode to a Germ

The Germ

A mighty creature is the germ,

Though smaller than a pachyderm.

His customary dwelling place

Is deep within the human race.

His childish pride he often pleases

By giving people strange diseases.

Do you, my poppet, feel infirm?

You probably contain a germ.

- Ogden Nash, 1902 - 1971

I thought since everyone and their mother (including mine) is sick, it was time for a poem. Fortunately, someone already wrote one. My head is not quite up to creating one.

Merry Christmas!

This morning started out at 4am, with a mini-munchkin coming into my room. Not my favorite time to wake up. I finally get to sleep after watching mini-munchkin go off to Nonnie/Poppy's room. Fast forward. 5am: Return of the mini-munchkin. Good morning! Final wake-up time, 6:30. Ergh.

Wake-up time made somewhat better by the opening of presents. Watched mini-monster and munchkin tear through box after box of presents from Nonnie/Poppy, J/A, Santa, and everyone else. 2 kids are so tired they go back to bed almost immediately after.

We will open stocking stuffers at a later time.

At 10:30 am, Divine and I are off to help deliver Christmas meals. We get there, only to be told that they don't really need us. They only sent letters to people who they accepted help from, not to those who they really didn't need. (This did not seem like the brightest idea in the world to me.) So we drive home, ready for collapse.

I've not mentioned that I'm sick. Ugh. Awful, no good, very bad cold. In fact, everyone here is sick. Kids are sick; A/J are sick; Nonnie/Poppy sick; everyone is sick.

Merry Christmas!

Wrapping Presents

Not my favorite thing in the world, but I'm getting better everyday. I had plenty of practice wrapping 23 books before I left Utah. I even did the thing with ribbon. Heeheehee. I have amazing kids, so I wanted to give them great presents. They got two no homework assignment passes, 1 10 bonus point pass, a book, a pencil, and a personal note. (Did I mention I'm an amazing and generous teacher?) Yep.

More Ramblings

First of all, I would like to apologize to anyone who actually left a comment on my blog. Turns out you can answer them. Hmmm. Learn something new everyday.

Secondly, I am going to bed. I have nothing more to say.

I'm Spending a Day at School . . .

of my own free will, and it's not even my school. My sister has to work today. The kids aren't there, but the teachers found out they needed one more work day, so Miss A chose this one. I got invited. I came; I saw; I helped (a little).

Needless to say, I am exhausted. I got in at 10 pm last night, said hello to everyone, and eventually went to sleep. Waking up at 6 am (5 am Utah time) was not my first priority. I am glad to meet Miss A's coworkers.

the end.

Home!

Yes, I'm finally here. Home. Well, kinda home.

Southwest lady finally reset my account. I then scurried around running hither and yon doing everything under the sun. (enough cliches?) I am now at home, ready to go to bed and get up early tomorrow (thanks Miss A).

Have you ever noticed how Heavenly Father won't let you hate someone. Every time I cultivate a nice loathing for an individual, I find myself confined in close spaces with that person for as much time as it takes to force me to like, or at least understand them. This is why today, I found myself saving a seat for the girl I had decided to dislike only this last Friday. We sat next to each other and babbled back and forth for the three-hour plane ride, plus. Yep, I no longer loathe her, and I may even come to truly appreciate her some day. (Just not today.)

Free at Last!

Yes, it has finally happened. School is out for almost 2 weeks. (I can deal with the almost because it comes directly before TWO weeks. We do not go back until January 3. In the meantime, I am going home to visit family.

The last two days of school before break feels like trying to get 8 bolting stallions, all going in opposite directions, under control. I went home each night ready to collapse into anything soft: bed, couch, blanket, carpet. The students seemed as though they had too much candy, energy, and excitement. (The day after Halloween X 10)

I am now on the phone with Southwest airlines. The length of this entry depends entirely on their ability to solve my problem. Namely, the site has determined that I am not worthy of printing out my boarding pass. Ergh. I am speaking with a very nice, yet still unhelpful lady.