Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Whiney Amy

I know I shouldn't post while I feel so ornery and sick, but I have decided to get all the nasty thoughts out in never-never-Internet land so that my sweet husband doesn't have to hear them. Today was my first day back at work and I felt like I was going to pass out most of the day. It's been a little less busy in my office lately so I figured it was safe to miss yesterday. Of course that would be the day that we get 2 new students and lose 5 current students. I missed meetings and medical trainings and I don't even care. At the moment I am watching Rusty destroy yet another stuffed animal and I am grateful that he is getting rid of it, and secretly hoping that it makes him sick.

Oh the bright side I have the most amazing husband who helped me straighten my hair at 5am. Above and beyond the line of duty. I know others say you can't say you love them more and more each day and that all husbands are annoying at times. I think those bitter women are full of crap. I do love Chad more each day, yes there are days I'm not at my best and I think he endures well. But any guy that spends 20 minutes helping you straighten your hair and picks up after you, won't let you carry anything, worries non-stop about you. How you could now love him more and more everyday?

I'm rambling...anyway Chad rocks, I think the drugs are starting to work, and no one can tell me I don't update my blog.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Today is for Amy

There is a song from the musical Company that is starts out with "Today is for Amy", it's pretty annoying and yet it often runs through my head. Today was not for Amy... today I became an old lady, I started it out early at 5 am with a sick dog and continued on through the early morning with being that nasty old lady in the office (that you all know and remember at school) when I yelled at two screeching girls. Yes, I know deep down were just desperately trying to impress the boy who needed help in our office. But after 10 minutes of Giggling, bouncing, screeching, and voluptuous boobs hanging out all over, the old lady yells at them "If you don't need help, LEAVE!!".

That was only 7:10 a.m...I then helped the completly embarassed beet-red boy and wondered if anyone would notice if I just grabbed my keys and went home. Thankfully it did get better, this is going to be a busy year as we are riding high with just short of 2600 students!

This is day three of trying harder to be a better person and day three of praying for more patience...earlier today it looked like it may be the last day of both. But thankfully I have a sweet husband who offered a big drink, take-out and an offer to run away (even if it is to the aka "cave" in the basement)!