The Story of Ches and Sariah

In honor of Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d give you some gooey love story. Well, it’s not all that gooey, and I’m not going to share the entire story at once, but here is part of it.

I think you all know how we met: at a band party where I was actually quite rude to Ches and he doesn’t remember meeting me (thankfully, as I was so rude). We were both music majors, so we ended up with quite a few mutual friends. I was a year ahead of him, so didn’t have any classes with him, but we ran into each other a lot.

I really didn’t think much about Ches at first. I was just having fun with my new roommates and my old and new friends. I was taking some difficult classes (both Survey of Music Lit. from Dr. Call and Anatomy and Physiology from Bro. Groesbeck that semester… both about killed me, too) and had upped my concentration on flute playing. I was serious about progressing with my flute. I practiced far more than the required 2 hours per day… more like 6 hours. My teacher had given me a concerto and was encouraging me to get it ready and enter the concerto competition. I was also concentrating a lot more on my spiritual self that year. I prayed more, studied my scriptures more intently, and was preparing myself to serve a mission in another year and a half. I was desperate to go on a mission.

A few weeks after I met Ches, I had a dream. Now, when I dream it’s more like I’m watching a movie. I see myself as other people do… I’m not in my own body. Also, my dreams tend to be quite vivid and I have a hard time telling the difference between something that happened in a dream and reality (just ask Ches how many times I’ve been mad at him over the years for something that I dreamed about. It’s kind of funny.). This was even more vivid of a dream.

I could see me, sitting on a cream-colored (yet patterned) couch. The couch was set against a white or off-white wall and there was a window nearby. I could also sense a door near. Sitting on the couch next to me was this guy… Ches. We were holding hands, and we both turned and looked at each other. The look that passed between us was one of total intimacy and love. I’m sure you’ve seen that happen with two people, right? It was just for a second, but it conveyed so much.

I woke up with a start and my first thought was, “Woah. Who is this guy? I need to find out more about him.”

After the dream, I started to notice Ches. I would ask people about him. I tried to talk to him. I just wanted to get to know this guy because I had no idea why he was so important to me.

I never wrote about that dream in my journal. I don’t know why. I first mention Ches in my journal on October 9, 1996. I never mention him by name, but I know who I was talking about. It was Ches. All I wrote was one, silly paragraph: “Okay. I’m stupid. I kind of like this guy. It’s so dumb! I don’t WANT to like a guy! I just want friends to hang out with. To maybe go to a dance or two with. That’s it! I HATE myself! Dang the system! Liking a boy is just too much trouble!” I don’t mention him again until December 13, and then I just gush about him. It’s so funny to read now. I was so sure he didn’t like me back at all (and I still don’t know if he even knew I existed), but I was so infatuated with him.

It’s funny, what a dream can do. I persisted on getting to know Ches. We hung out a lot and did a lot of fun things together as friends. Eventually (after a lot of prodding from mutual friends) he asked me out. We stayed friends for a while longer, and finally, at the end of Winter semester, we only saw each other. By the time we left for the summer, I knew I wanted to marry him. We wrote and called all summer, and by the time we got back together for Fall Semester in 1997, I knew I wasn’t going on a mission. He proposed in September, and we got married May 2, 1998.

It all went so quickly. That was never in my plan. Life isn’t always easy. Ches isn’t perfect, and I am FAR from perfect. However, I have never regretted my decision to marry Ches. I am so grateful for that one, prophetic dream. It sounds crazy, I know. If anyone else told me this story, I would scoff. This is how it happened, however.

Ches is truly the man of my dreams. Happy Valentine’s Day!

Our engagement photo from 1998

Ches and I in November 2010

Happy New Year!

Wow, have I really not posted anything in almost a month? How did that happen?? I guess I’ll just have to quickly recap Christmas and New Year’s and then get on with real blogging in my next post. Which will come another day. πŸ˜›

We had a great Christmas. Through the generosity of friends and family and many anonymous donors, we had more food and presents than we knew what to do with! We felt truly blessed and nothing we say can ever fully convey our gratitude.

“Santa” got the family a Wii. The boys were ecstatic! Aiden just kept yelling, “A white Wii! We FINALLY got a white Wii!! I can’t believe it!!” (He had looked at the black and red Wiis in Walmart. That’s the only reason that color even came into the equation.) A secret Santa sent us a gift card on, so we were able to get the boys a couple of games, and Ches and I bought a few extra controllers. We all love the Wii. It was definitely the highlight of Christmas and we have each used it every single day. (Ches and I splurged and signed up for Netflix, so I tend to do more movie watching on the Wii than playing games.)

Heather made the boys some amazing toques and they LOVE them. They all wear them all the time. Yes, in Arizona, and yes, even when our high temperature is 70 degrees. It’s not 70 when they leave for school, however. πŸ™‚

About a week before Christmas my aunt came to visit for a night. We had a lot of fun visiting with her and wish she could have stayed longer! We all went to the Phoenix Zoo (and Aunt Marisa bought us a membership! It’s the gift that keeps on giving!! YAY!), had dinner at Oregano’s (if you have never been, well, come visit me and we’ll go. SO worth it!), walked around Tempe Beach and downtown Tempe, and had some amazing ice cream at this little ice cream shop called Sparky’s (it’s on Mill Ave., for anyone local. Go. It was yummy!!). The kids were very sad when Aunt Marisa left and are trying to get her to come back (and bring her husband) soon. We’re really hoping for President’s Day weekend. I have a plan. πŸ˜‰

My birthday this year was pretty uneventful. Ches and I didn’t go out on our traditional dinner date (we just can’t afford a sitter and finding one on Christmas Eve is just too difficult). I’m fine with it, however, because we didn’t do anything for Ches’ birthday back in August and I’m still feeling guilty. The boys gave me chocolate and gum and it was awesome. The biggest surprise came from my brother in law and sister in law. They sent me an iPod Touch. I KNOW!!! I was stunned. Apparently Justin (my BIL) got a new phone or something, so they called and asked if Ches wants it and Ches said to give it to me because I never get anything fun and cool. What a great husband, right? He’s the best. My favorite thing about the iPod is that Rachel and Justin put all the Harry Potter audio books on there. YAY!!! I’ve been listening to The Philosopher’s Stone whenever I can, and I love it. I don’t normally listen to books (it’s too easy for me to get distracted), but it’s Harry. I love Harry.

It got really cold and rainy after Christmas, and we just holed up in the house together. I loved it. It was almost like a real winter.

We didn’t have any big plans for New Year’s Eve, either. We hardly ever do. But we had a lot of fun as a family. We stayed up late and played on the Wii (we had a bowling tournament) and played board games and ate yummy snacks all night. At midnight we watched the ball drop on TV and toasted to a happy new year together with sparkling cider. Then we sent the boys to bed. Dallin didn’t make it (although he swears he was awake). He fell asleep with less than five minutes left until midnight. We tried to wake him up… but nothing. He’s my good sleeper!!

It was so nice to just hang out at home with all my boys. We all did a lot of game playing, movie watching, and book reading over the break. It was so fun1 I knew it was time for school to start up again, however, when they started fighting more than they were playing. So while I miss Ches, it’s great having the kids gone during the day, too.

And now I think I’m pretty well caught up. How was your break?

Santa’s Lap

At the church Christmas party on Saturday there was, of course, a visit by Santa. Each kid got to sit on his lap and someone was even there with a camera (thank goodness since we don’t have a working camera right now). My boys were happy to wait in line. Well, actually, they were happy to have MOM wait in line while they ran around with their friends, helped vacuum the church hallways, or try to steal any left over cookies or rolls (there weren’t any left to steal, so it was more running around with friends).

First up was Dallin. He got in line right at the beginning with some friends. I was still in the gym, clearing our dinner table and talking to friends. I have no idea what he talked about with Santa. I did hear an interesting story from his friend’s mother. It seems his friend, Antonella, is scared of Santa and has NEVER sat on Santa’s lap. Nothing could ever convince Antonella to see Santa. Until now. She said, “Dallin was with me. And he said if I sat on Santa’s lap then I got a candy cane. So I did.” Antonella’s mom said to me, “Five years of trying to get her to sit on Santa, and it took Dallin five seconds!” We had a good laugh. Those two kids are funny together.

Next up, Parker. Parker was actually quite shy, so he didn’t really look at Santa and kind of talked more to his own hands. However he did talk. I wish I knew what he said. He’s too quiet! I think he asked for a cookie mom. (There is a Muse song that, in the chorus, goes “Could be wrong” over and over again and my kids think the lyrics say “Cookie Mom” over and over.) He’s a silly boy.

Last was Aiden. Santa asked Aiden if he was on Santa’s naughty list, and Aiden hung his head a little and said, “Yeah, I think I am.” There was a pause, then, “But if I’m not, I’d like a Nintendo DS…” No one heard anything else because we were all giggling. Aiden is a good boy. He doesn’t always have the best behaviour, but down deep Β he is really kind, honest, and good and he tries hard. (He’s still not getting a Nintendo DS, however. Tough luck.)

Okay, I’m NOT Ruining Christmas

Thank you all for your comments on my last post. I guess I was just trying to put out there some of my thoughts. I’m not telling anyone anything. I keep turning Aiden’s questions on back to him with a “Well, what do YOU think?” I think he still wants to believe, so he does. Next year might be a different story.

I love the magic of Christmas. There is such a special feeling when you have those tree lights on, are sipping hot cocoa, listening to Christmas music, and watching your kids play with their new toys or discuss what they are giving other people for Christmas. It has very little to do with Santa and everything to do with gift giving.

I am lucky that my kids are at an age where they can get a cheap book and they are just as happy as if they got a Nintendo DS (yes, that is on someone’s list. Never gonna happen!!). They don’t really compare what they got from Santa with what their friends got. They don’t notice yet that things aren’t equal in everyone’s homes. I’m fine with that. We are grateful for what we have. The best part is just spending time together.

I am so appreciative for the family and friends we have that have stepped in to give us an amazing Christmas. Someday we will be able to do that for others. We will always remember this Christmas because of the love of our family and friends.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

I Might Just Ruin Christmas

All three of my boys still Believe. I’m glad they do. I love the magical feeling of Christmas and I want my kids to remain faithful little boys who easily accept what their parents tell them.

This year, however, I’m having a hard time with the man in the red suit and I kind of want to just get it out there for my kids to know the truth. You see, we’re really struggling financially. More than we have in, well, ever. It’s 10 days from Christmas and we haven’t even started shopping for gifts because we just don’t have the means to do so. I have some wonderful friends who have stepped in and offered presents that we can give the boys. We can say they are from us or from Santa or whatever we like. These friends are saving Christmas. Sure, I’d like a present or two under the tree, and sure, I’d love to get Ches something really great (I have lots of ideas!!), but when it comes down to it, I just want my kids to enjoy Christmas morning. You don’t need a lot to make them happy. But something under the tree would be nice.

I have one friend who bought us a really big gift. I mean, it’s a lot. It starts with a W and rhymes with “mii”. πŸ˜‰ I am so overcome with emotion about this gift, I can’t even describe my gratitude. We are putting it under the tree from Santa. But I kind of want my friend to get the glory and appreciation. He and his wife and kids are sacrificing for us. Why? Because they want to. Because he knows what it’s like to have slim pickings on Christmas day. Because he and his wife are just wonderful, kind people. I want my kids to write HIM a thank you note. I don’t think a mythical man should get all the appreciation for this. I’m about ready to just tell my kids the truth so when they open presents they will know that it’s people sacrificing for them and giving to them. I’m so undecided about it, however.

Aiden is about ready to know. Some kids at school know and have told him that “it’s just your parents slapping a tag on something THEY bought that says FROM SANTA. There’s no Santa!” So yeah, Aiden is starting to ask questions. He started last year, but I was able to put it off with a “what do you think?” and let him draw his own conclusions.

As Aiden was telling us what his playground friends had said over breakfast, Dallin pipes up with, “My teacher said there’s no Santa and it’s really just your parents.” Now, Aiden is 8 years old and in third grade. I’m not too surprised this is coming up. But Dallin is just 5 and in kindergarten. And his teacher told him this?? I was starting to get upset. So I asked him exactly what teacher said this and exactly what did the teacher say. He said the teacher said it was really parents buying gifts, but then the teacher said, “Just kidding!” so he knows it’s really Santa. It was his “new” teachers, from Primary (Sunday School). I’m pretty upset. They have kids his age. How would they like it if someone took it upon themselves to relate that kind of news and then say, “Just kidding!” to a five year old? Dallin doesn’t know what to believe right now! He’s so confused!! How dare they do that? It’s MY job to decide when to tell my kids.

Parker is just four. He is just learning about gift giving. I absolutely don’t want to ruin Santa for him. That and he just isn’t at an age where he would understand to not tell his friends what he learned, anyway.

That’s the problem with this whole Santa thing. When do kids get to know the truth? And how do you keep them from spoiling it for others? And how do you keep the truth from spoiling that magical feeling of Christmas, even for a little bit?

Parenting is hard.

Shameless Promotion: Christmas Cards!

You know what one of my absolute favorite things about the holiday season is? Christmas cards!! I love getting cards anytime, but there is something special about Christmas cards. Shutterfly is doing a great promotion for bloggers right now, and I decided to participate. So here is my shameless Shutterfly promotion so I can get 50 free cards.

I don’t care what kind of card I receive, personally. I love to get the cheap drugstore cards, the carefully picked stationary store cards, fun photo cards, or beautiful handmade cards. You see, it doesn’t matter what card I receive because they all send me the same message: Someone was thinking about me and my family and they care about us. I enjoy seeing the pictures of my friends and their kids and pets and seeing how everyone has changed over the year. And yes, I absolutely adore the “brag” letters that come in cards!

[Ummm… We don’t need to go into how I have failed to send out cards the last couple of years. It will be late this year, but I’m sending out cards for sure!!]

I am loving the variety of cards that Shutterfly has. They have a large variety ofΒ stationary photo cards and holiday cards (also with your photos, of course) to choose from. Β I am loving this one with the “retro” plaid. Anything with plaid is good. πŸ™‚ I also really like this photo card because it gives you plenty of space for photos and still has a spot for a personal message. That’s good for someone like me who has procrastinated and doesn’t have time to write out a full letter.

Now, don’t tell my mom because I may just have to get this for her for Christmas, but Shutterfly does more than just cards. They have all these cool calendars! My mom loves to send out cards and gifts for people’s birthdays or anniversaries, but has a hard time remembering when everything is. I don’t blame her. I don’t remember, either. So I want to make her a wall calendar and of course she can see pictures of her grandchildren. Perfect gift for Grandma. The desk calendar is a perfect gift for Ches because he can see his happy, loving children every day at work. So, don’t tell Ches about this post, either. It’s a surprise. πŸ™‚

And now… I’m off to design my card. Look for it (probably after Christmas. Maybe I’ll send out New Year’s cards. Or Valentine’s Day. Yup, I can for sure get those out!!)

Snow in Phoenix!!

I wanted the boys to cut out snowflakes that we could then tape to our patio doors (since the blinds are almost completely destroyed, we have to do something to make it look nice), and this morning I saw pictures of a project my friend Jean did with her kids. They are quite fancy, and I knew the “regular” kind of snowflakes just wouldn’t do! Jean gave me the link (which you can find here) and told me it was easy. She was right! It’s really easy and they look SO GOOD. I’m sorry my camera is broken and I only have my camera phone. You get the idea. The kids had a ton of fun making these. Even Parker (with a little help) was able to handle the scissors. I am in love with our beautiful snowflakes.

And here is a shot with all three boys and their snowflakes. (Aiden was too tall to stand under his, so he is under mine and next to his.)

Tis The Season To Watch TV Specials

The December/Christmas TV special season has begun! Tonight we (the entire Phoenix family) watched “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” and “Shrek The Halls” on ABC. We’re really looking forward to next Tuesday when we will watch “A Charlie Brown Christmas” and the brand new “Prep and Landing”. That last one just looks funny. I love watching Christmas movies and specials on TV. I love getting new movies to watch. It’s just… festive. And fun. I’m pretty sure I’ve gone through my Christmas Must See list before, but I don’t feel like going through my archives to find it. So I’m just going to give you a brief look at my favorites. Here are a few Christmas specials/movies I have to watch every year:

1. A Charlie Brown Christmas
This is the best Christmas special out there. From the entire Peanuts gang dancing around Shroeder’s piano playing to Snoopy as the World War I flying Ace to Charlie Brown “ruining” Christmas with his sparse, little tree… it’s just perfect. My favorite has always been Linus standing on stage, wearing his blanket on his head to look like a shepherd, and telling the Christmas story straight from Scripture. It’s simple. It’s beautiful. I tear up every single time I see it.

2. A Muppet Christmas Carol
I’m a fan of classics, but I’m not a fan of Dickens. He’s just hard to read. However, you can’t have Christmas without a telling of “A Christmas Carol”. There are other versions that I do enjoy, but The Muppets really take the cake. Rizzo the Rat and Gonzo as narrators? Classic. Kermit the Frog as Bob Cratchit? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Michael Caine as a serious Scrooge in the midst of these hilarious Muppets? GENIUS. And now that my kids are finally really into the Muppets (the ones *not* on Sesame Street), I am hoping to purchase it so we can watch it over and over.

3. Merry Christmas, Mr. Bean
I was introduced to this by a friend in high school. She brought it in so we could watch it during Music Theory. I don’t know when I laughed harder in my entire life. The show opens with the shot of a beautiful Nativity scene, and Mr. Bean is playing with the figurines. Each figure has come to see the Baby Jesus and as they make noise, the other figures all shush the noise. Even when a helicopter brings in a cow. Oh man, I’m giggling just thinking about it. I love Mr. Bean’s attempt to stuff and cook a turkey. I love the Christmas tree he picks out. It’s all so classically Mr. Bean. If you don’t know this one… run, do not walk, to the video store and rent it today. You just can’t go wrong with Mr. Bean.

4. A Christmas Story
This is another childhood favorite of mine. Ches hates this movie. I know many of you, dear readers, also hate it. But I LOVE IT. I know almost every line. I have no problem double dog daring someone to stick their tongue to a light post (not that it matters here in Arizona). Everytime I see a box (epecially around Christmas time), I must read the word “fra-gee-lay” then say “It must be Italian.” Last year we found little tree lights that were leg lamps. Ches wouldn’t let me get them. Sad! The other day, as we took the kids to Wal-Mart for their complimentary pictures with Santa, I so wanted to teach them each to tell Santa they wanted a Red Rider BB Gun. Ches wouldn’t let me (although he did laugh this time). And I love to sing “Fa Ra Ra Ra Ra…” This is another movie I really, really want to purchase this year.

Here are some of my new favorites:

1. Elf
This is just a funny, heart-warming movie. How can anyone not like Buddy the Elf? “Smiling’s my favorite.” My favorite scene, however, is the duet of “Baby, It’s Cold Outside.” I’m not normally a Will Ferrell fan, but I love love love this movie.

2. The Holiday
Kate Winslet is one of my favorite actresses. Jack Black is freaking hilarious. Jude Law is hot. Cameron Diaz isn’t normally on my “must see” list, but she’s in a few things I love. This didn’t get that many good reviews, but I like it. Kate Winslet is trying to get over a unrequited love, and Cameron Diaz is trying to get over a cheater and her busy, hectic life, so they switch homes. One is an idyllic English cottage, the other an L.A. mansion. They each learn a lot about themselves and the things that they want or are truly important. It’s a great little chick flick that makes me happy.

3. The Santa Clause
Okay, really, I like all The Santa Clause movies. Tim Allen is funny and I like just about anything that will make me laugh without being embarrassed even a little by the content. I also like that they manage to use all the same actors for all three films. And just the idea of Tim Allen turning into Santa is fun. We’ll be renting this one this weekend (I hope). Or all three. πŸ™‚

What are some of your favorites?

Just A Few Things

I know you are all dealing with snowstorms and we’re not, so please don’t roll your eyes too much at me. We’ve been getting quite a bit of rain. I love it. What I don’t love is just how stupid Phoenix drivers are when there is some rain.

I was leaving school earlier in the week and only about 2 drops of water hit my windshield. A VERY light mist of rain, if anything, and suddenly everyone is driving 20 miles below the speed limit! In a city where you are considered to be a slow driver if you’re doing anything less than 20 over any other day of the year.

Rain make Arizonians (or maybe just Phoencians???) absolutely nuts. On Wednesday we had a really rainy, windy, chilly day. Ches said his students were trying to convince him it was snowing. They were serious. Now, it was still about 50 degrees out, and I’m sure we all know it has to be a lot colder than 50 to get snow. However these kids thought it was snowing because “the rain isn’t coming down straight.” Seriously. You can’t make this stuff up. Have you ever heard of wind, kids????


Tonight is my school’s Solstice performance. Every year they pick a children’s book as a theme, then each class picks a song to represent a part of that book and does a dance. I was pretty unsure of how it was all going to go until the dress rehearsal yesterday. The kids had parts of their costumes on and each class performed their dances so well. It was adorable!!! I can’t wait for tonight, now. This year’s book is called “The Yellow Leaf” and it’s about changing seasons (or something).

My job is to work the music. I get to press play on the stereo and pause it in between class performances. So exciting. πŸ˜‰


I was looking for a copy of The Nutcracker to show to my students for Thursday and brought home a couple other movies for the family to watch. We got Wall-E (Dallin has been begging for it!) and A Muppet Christmas Carol (one of my absolute favorites growing up). We all loved Wall-E (and the kids have been watching it almost non-stop). Aiden surprisingly watched the entire Muppet movie and wasn’t scared by the ghosts or anything! He kept telling me how much he liked it. Yay! Someone to share my love of the Muppets with! I think I’ll go out and get the Muppet’s Treasure Island next. That’s a pretty fun one, too.

Ches brought home Hancock from Redbox yesterday. I really liked it! I pretty much like anything that Will Smith does, and this wasn’t one of his typical good-guy characters. If you haven’t seen it, I highly it (just watch out… there’s a bit of bad language, so it’s not suitable for young kids at all).


Speaking of Christmas movies… My favorites are A Charlie Brown Christmas (the best part being where Linus quotes from the New Testament and the other Peanuts start singing “Loo loo loo”), A Christmas Story (“Fra-geeeee-lay. Must be Italian.”), A Muppet Christmas Carol, and Mr. Bean’s Christmas.

Ches hates A Christmas Story. When we were still at Ricks, I remember one night hanging out at our friend Randall’s house with Laural and her roommate, Amy. We were watching A Christmas Story, and Amy and I were just rolling on the floor laughing because we love this movie so much. I think it’s hilarious. Ches, Laural, and Randall, however, sat there complaining the whole night. “This movie is so stupid!” they would tell us, over and over again. “It’s not even funny.” So I never rent it and never watch it because it’s no fun to watch alone.

We’re going to be with my family for Christmas this year. My family loves this movie, so I will watch it with them. Ches can go play with the kids or something. I’m so excited!!! (I’d triple dog dare him to watch it with me, but the point would be lost on him.)


The first time I ever saw Mr. Bean (it was the Christmas one!) was when I was a senior in high school. I was taking Music Theory, and a lot of the class was actually free time. We were all excited about the music of Jurassic Park once, so one girl was going to bring that in for us to watch. She couldn’t find it, however, so we watched The Hand That Rocks The Cradle. Yeah, I know.

Anyway, another girl, Brandi, brought in Mr. Bean once. I’ll never forget the first time watching Mr. Bean play with the Nativity. I could not stop laughing. We watched tons of Mr. Bean after that, and I love to especially watch the Christmas once every year. Even Ches enjoys it (and he’s not usually a huge fan of British humor).

Oh, and in case you were worried… we did learn music theory in the class. Just not everyday. It gave me enough of a background that when I started as a music major at Ricks I was confident enough in my theory abilities that I did well the first year. We won’t talk about Aural Skills or Keyboard Harmony. Blech. (After I finished at Ricks I had a chance to talk to my high school director once. I kind of yelled at him, “You didn’t tell me I’d have to sing. By myself! In front of other people! Sight-singing sucks!” He sheepishly smiled and said, “Oh, I forgot about that.”)


New reason why I love Facebook: videos of my high school marching band have been posted recently. I got to watch my sophomore and junior years’ marching shows. SO. FUN. Sophomore year we did a 60’s show where we played “Yesterday”, “Aquarias”, and “House of the Rising Sun”. It was my favorite show. I always thought we did pretty well, and it was fun to watch it and realize that yeah, we were that good. I can still think that!!!

A lot of my friends have posted pictures from high school in “Remember When” type albums. So. Funny. I wish I had a scanner because I’ve got some great pictures to post. I think my mom has a scanner, and I’ll definitely be looking for stuff at her house over Christmas!


Leaving for Texas on Sunday. My whole family is going to be at my mom’s this year. It’s going to be a very full house, but SO FUN. My dad has to work Christmas Day, so my brother decided to distract the kids from the Christmas presents, we are all going to the beach in Galvastan. My boys are overly excited about going to the beach. I don’t think they understand that it’s not like going to the beach in the summer. We aren’t wearing our swimsuits and playing in the water. But we’ll still have a ball, I’m sure. We went to the beach in New Hampshire all winter long when we lived there. It was cold, but we still found tons to do. I’m sure a beach in south Texas will be fun, too.


Buy a Post Secret book for someone for Christmas this year to help support the website. I’m going to! (And I’m hoping to receive a Post Secret book or two myself)


Since I’ve been so lax in my writing, who knows if I’ll write again before then, so…


(whichever you celebrate) πŸ˜€

Come Again?

I’m not that happy with my job right now. The kids are great, and the school is really a good enviroment to work in, but I just don’t fit in there. I’m not an early childhood teacher, and I’m not a general music teacher. I’m a secondary instrumental teacher, and I feel waaaaaay more confident in that area. I’ll make it through the school year, and I think I’ll be done. Things will be fine, but I’m sure there will still be lots of things there that baffle and confuse me.

Yesterday, at lunch, the “elusive elf” was brought up. It was explained to me that it’s like a secret Santa for the staff, but since not everyone celebrates Christmas, they have the Elusive Elf instead.

Ummm, aren’t elves the helpers to Santa Claus??? I don’t get it.

Once again, I’m somewhere where everyone is so concerned about “all inclusion” and not offending anyone that I don’t think it has been completely thought through. Maybe it’s just me, though.