Life can hit you hard

I haven't posted for EVER. Sorry 'bout that. We've been just trying to keep up with ourselves and our life. Let's see if I can remember what has been going on that has kept me from the fun stuff.

School, school, and school. And yes, they are three different things. Mine, Mike's and the kids. Mine has been a big pain the arss as there is a lot more expected, less time, and less money involved. I love teaching, but geez....my anxiety level is shooting through the roof. Mix that with a principal that worries more over "time filled" then the human beings or teaching the student makes it ten times worse- especially since I'm expected to fill full time hours on a less than part time pay. We are working through it, but I give you fair warning.....I may not have a job in a few weeks (but that will be my choice).

The kids school is just that- school. A lot of work for them but they LOVE it. I am the room mom for Anna and I am in the kids classrooms 1 day a week. I like seeing how the kids do at school and how their teachers teach and react to my kids. The kids love their teachers and friends and I stay very busy helping the teachers make calls and organizing.

Mike's job is still the same. He has already talked to his principal about not being the staff developer next year and they are looking into changing that for him. Other then that, he is just being the awesome band teacher.

Our house: We stopped paying this month. We have been told that we legally have until the end of Dec. before we can be kicked out. Here in good ole' St. George there is a million empty houses and people are staying in them for months without any action from the bank. Our plan is to do just that.....stay until we are kicked out.

I had a birthday. I am now 30. I look in the mirror expecting a 15 yr old (because I still feel much like that....awkward and unsure) but then the mirror tells me I am indeed much older than that. I now NEED the make-up I used to wear just for fun (and still hate buying) and my skin is not holding "up" what's underneath it. I don't really feel different and I'm not freaking out over my age. I will keep getting older until I die. Yep....true story. Back to the birthday though. Mike took me to Cedar to see "The Diary of Anne Frank" done by USF. I know, so uplifting, right? I had read it this summer and thought it would be good to see. It was done so well. I loved it. He then took me up to the "C" on the mountain (a memory spot) and then to dinner. That was Saturday. On Monday (my actual b-day) he came and embarrassed me in class and then had the DHHS choir come and embarrass me as well. He made dinner and desert while I was enjoying a massage that he bought me as a b-day gift. It was very nice! I love that guy so much.

Brayden loves his sitter, loves being home, loves being out, and loves just about anything that we do. He's such a joy and light in my life. His smile, little words, and especially his songs make me happy. I love being his mommy. He cracks me up with his jokes and pranks. At two, he puts his dishes in the sink and his garbage in the trash can. He cleans up when asked to and is so polite. What a good little guy.

Lots coming up. I just made a list and deleted it because I could feel my heart beat start to race. Whew. Just breathe. It will all work out.