there are some things that need discussing.
Firstly, and most obviously, the fact that Chris got voted off American Idol. I know I'm not the first, or the most outraged, to comment on this, but come on, America! Here's how voting works. You pick the person who's the best singer / entertainer, and you vote for them. You don't say, hmm, maybe I'll vote for someone else, because for sure Chris will win, because chances are, if you're thinking that, so are other people. Jerks. Anyway, I'm not too worried about him, he's a hottie and he'll get signed and probably make decent music instead of the horrible, forced Idol songs. I think maybe one of the reasons I liked him so much is that he reminded the fiancé and I of our dear friend Mitch. We called him Big Mitch, before we could be bothered to remember his name. Also, because the last post I made about tv, I got a bunch of flack from the aforementioned ML, I feel the need to say that I do, in fact, have hobbies other than tv watching. I draw, I paint, I garden, sort of. I'm doing a mural on my sweet boy's wall, all of which is drawn, and North America is painted. I go for walks, I garden, badly, I play with my sweet boy, I occasionally go on dates with the fiancé. I do press alt+130 every time to make that accent, because I'm an English teacher, and I like things to look the way they're supposed to look.
Speaking of teaching, I have gone back to work. I'm in at basically one school, but they call me 2-3 days a week, which is fine. I've done a day at a couple of other schools, and there's only a month of school left anyway. This summer is going to be interesting. I told the fiancé I'd go live with my parents for the summer, but it really doesn't cost that much extra for us to live at the house, the mortgage payment won't go down, and I don't think the groceries really go up that much with an extra person. Not double, anyway. Plus I'd be pretty lonely I think. I've gotten pretty attached to him. We've been together over 6 years now, and have lived together for 5. I realised that when I was filling out the census form. We lucked out (ha) and got the extended, 60 question version. Sweet. Luckily, I didn't have to answer the majority of the questions for the baby. I did have to look on the 'help' sheet though, to see what to put for what language he most often speaks at home. Gibberish not being an option, you see.
What else. We're at the in-law's house for the weekend, headed into the raging metropolis of Moncton for a night out tomorrow. Dinner and a movie type thing. Not sure what movie we're going to, I was very hopeful that The Breakup had come out, but not yet. I do enjoy Vince Vaughan. I still go to the Wedding Crashers memorable quotes page every now and then, for a laugh.
I think we've just about got all the wedding stuff sorted, I'm just waiting on the go-ahead on the caterers, and that'll be a big part settled. We're still working on a tent, and I have to get to Hali sometime for a dress fitting, but before that, I want to get some proper undergarments, since I really don't have any suitable wedding, strapless, underthings. I'm sure they're expensive, but whatever. Hopefully I'm only going to do this once.
Saturday, May 20
Monday, May 1
I suppose it's time
to update.
I've gone back to work, somewhat. I'm on the supply list for this district now, and have gone around to some schools so pimp myself a bit. It's really frustrating, because I do my whole shpeel, Hi, I'm S, I'm not a new teacher but I am new to the district, blah blah blah, experience at all levels, able to teach French, blah blah blah. They don't care. I got a half day booked at one school for last week, and ended up getting another day there after having successfully completed the half day test. I also was invited to do 2 1-hour drama / theatre sessions for elementary classes, for free, which I hesitated on for the free part (since I'll have to pay for the babe to be taken care of regardless of my not getting paid) and for the fact that all my drama experience is at the high school level. But then, despite the principal's assurances that my declining this offer would not affect my future supplying chances, I decided it would be best to accept and hopefully get supply days on the same days at that same school. Turns out the sessions are for kindergarten to grade 2, so I'll be pretty limited as to what I can do, but should be able to have some fun.
I had my first extended time away from the babe, which was 8 hours, which was plenty. I wasn't really thinking about it, but I got a little sad as I was leaving. It seems silly, but imagine you've spent every day of over a year with someone who you love more than you'd ever conceive possible to love someone, never away for more than a few hours to catch a movie or some dinner, and then you have to spend the whole day without so much as a glimpse. It's strange. I made it fine, although I did call at lunch to see how everybody was making out. The babe seems to get along with everybody, he gives lots of hugs and kisses to the other babies, which is pretty funny. He actually bit one of the babies, I guess because she was crying and wouldn't stop, and the kisses weren't working. Everyone came out ok, but the little girl did have a perfect set of teeth marks on her cheek. Poor thing.
This weekend was absolutely gorgeous, we went to the park on Saturday with a friend of mine and a friend of the babe's, and the 2 boys seemed to have a good time. They both had colds, which is pretty gross, and I now understand why small children regularly have snotty noses. They're like magical little booger factories. And they mostly hate having their noses cleaned. So sometimes, it's just easier on everyone to leave it for a bit. They really don't seem to care, even though it's disgusting. Then, every half hour or so, you just can't stand it anymore, and you tackle the little beasts. That's your lesson in baby nose hygiene.
Plans for the week are to bring a bunch of garbage to the dump, pick up some shingles for the shed, which now resides in the driveway rather than on the top of a hill that made it basically inaccessible, and maybe going to the baby movie tomorrow if I don't get called to work. Good times. I keep saying I'm going to paint the mural in the babe's room, but now his playpen is at his sitter's house, so it's really going to be tricky for me to do, since he has to nap in his room, and it's hard to paint with a baby running around trying to eat paints and throw himself down the stairs.
I've gone back to work, somewhat. I'm on the supply list for this district now, and have gone around to some schools so pimp myself a bit. It's really frustrating, because I do my whole shpeel, Hi, I'm S, I'm not a new teacher but I am new to the district, blah blah blah, experience at all levels, able to teach French, blah blah blah. They don't care. I got a half day booked at one school for last week, and ended up getting another day there after having successfully completed the half day test. I also was invited to do 2 1-hour drama / theatre sessions for elementary classes, for free, which I hesitated on for the free part (since I'll have to pay for the babe to be taken care of regardless of my not getting paid) and for the fact that all my drama experience is at the high school level. But then, despite the principal's assurances that my declining this offer would not affect my future supplying chances, I decided it would be best to accept and hopefully get supply days on the same days at that same school. Turns out the sessions are for kindergarten to grade 2, so I'll be pretty limited as to what I can do, but should be able to have some fun.
I had my first extended time away from the babe, which was 8 hours, which was plenty. I wasn't really thinking about it, but I got a little sad as I was leaving. It seems silly, but imagine you've spent every day of over a year with someone who you love more than you'd ever conceive possible to love someone, never away for more than a few hours to catch a movie or some dinner, and then you have to spend the whole day without so much as a glimpse. It's strange. I made it fine, although I did call at lunch to see how everybody was making out. The babe seems to get along with everybody, he gives lots of hugs and kisses to the other babies, which is pretty funny. He actually bit one of the babies, I guess because she was crying and wouldn't stop, and the kisses weren't working. Everyone came out ok, but the little girl did have a perfect set of teeth marks on her cheek. Poor thing.
This weekend was absolutely gorgeous, we went to the park on Saturday with a friend of mine and a friend of the babe's, and the 2 boys seemed to have a good time. They both had colds, which is pretty gross, and I now understand why small children regularly have snotty noses. They're like magical little booger factories. And they mostly hate having their noses cleaned. So sometimes, it's just easier on everyone to leave it for a bit. They really don't seem to care, even though it's disgusting. Then, every half hour or so, you just can't stand it anymore, and you tackle the little beasts. That's your lesson in baby nose hygiene.
Plans for the week are to bring a bunch of garbage to the dump, pick up some shingles for the shed, which now resides in the driveway rather than on the top of a hill that made it basically inaccessible, and maybe going to the baby movie tomorrow if I don't get called to work. Good times. I keep saying I'm going to paint the mural in the babe's room, but now his playpen is at his sitter's house, so it's really going to be tricky for me to do, since he has to nap in his room, and it's hard to paint with a baby running around trying to eat paints and throw himself down the stairs.
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