Wednesday, January 31, 2007

I have a good son.

Max won a citizenship award at school today. The theme was respect. Max is respectful! Yay Max!
It was also pajama day. Here's Corina in her old fashioned nightgown dancing during Max's awards assembly.

I skipped my afternoon classes for this. It was totally worth it.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

I am officially a Lethbridgeitarionite.

You know what's neat? I will tell you. I am starting to feel really connected to Lethbridge. I've been here nearly four years now. At first it was weird, because I would go to the mall or wherever and I wouldn't see a single familiar face. That might not sound weird, but it felt weird.

Today I realized I finally know lots of people here. When I was walking up to my practicum this morning, a friend of mine was dropping off his son for school. A few children I know were walking into the school. My classroom teacher is a friend of mine who requested to have me in her classroom. The ESL student I was teaching today lives with a guardian, and the guardian is a friend of mine. The bus drivers and I are all buddies and they wave to me when they drive by. (Unless I want a ride. Then they stop.) I ran into someone I know when I was coming home from my babysitter's house tonight. I also know my babysitter, but I suppose that is to be expected.

Anyway, my point is I now run into people I know when I go out, and that makes me feel even more at home. I really like it here. I still haven't found anyone who gets to be my boyfriend, but I bet he's just hiding.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Let Us Be Men

From the most disturbing conference talk I have ever read:

Years ago, when my brothers and I were boys, our mother had radical cancer surgery. She came very close to death. Much of the tissue in her neck and shoulder had to be removed, and for a long time it was very painful for her to use her right arm.

One morning about a year after the surgery, my father took Mother to an appliance store and asked the manager to show her how to use a machine he had for ironing clothes. The machine was called an Ironrite. It was operated from a chair by pressing pedals with one's knees to lower a padded roller against a heated metal surface and turn the roller, feeding in shirts, pants dresses, and other articles. You can see that this would make ironing (of which there was a great deal in our family of five boys) much easier, especially for a woman with limited use of her arm. Mother was shocked when Dad told the manager they would buy the machine and then paid cash for it. Despite my father's good income as a veterinarian, Mother's surgery and medications had left them in a difficult financial situation.

On the way home, my mother was upset: "How can we afford it? Where did the money come from? How will we get along now?" Finally Dad told her that he had gone without lunches for nearly a year to save enough money. "Now when you iron," he said, "you won't have to stop and go into the bedroom and cry until the pain in your arm stops." She didn't know he knew about that. I was not aware of my father's sacrifice and act of love for my mother at the time, but now that I know, I say to myself, "There is a man."

The end. Thanks, Elder D. Todd Christofferson.

For a whole year, this "man" let his wife do the ironing and then cry in her room, and didn't think to go do the damned ironing himself. And since she didn't know he was aware of her crying, obviously he never went in to see if she was okay, or kiss her better, or thank her for doing the ironing with her cancer arm. And then a year later, he says, "So...it hurts when you iron with your cancer arm, eh? WELL THEN IRON WITH YOUR LEGS, BITCH!"

There is a man.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Corina's EEG

Corina did such a good job staying up last night. She didn't complain much at all, even though she was completely exhausted. After a short sleep, I woke her up at 5:00. She didn't even cry! What a good girl.

Here she is on the 7:00 bus on the way to the hospital.

The lady measured Corina's head and drew on it with a red marker.


Next, it was time to have the electrodes attached to her noggin. She stayed very still, just as she was supposed to.
Well hello there, electrode girl. She looks so tired in this picture!
Tired, sad, and cute.
Corina says, "It kind of stings when they put the cream on my head, and when they put the cream on it made me not be able to breathe very well because it was so strong. I don't like the lights that were flashing. My eyes were closed, but it really bugged me!!! The blowing was fun. There was a little wheel, and then I suck up, and then I blow out, and then it goes round and round and round. I had to do it for four minutes straight. Now I feel tired."

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Teenagers...

I'm teaching the big kids this semester. I just finished my third day at this middle school.

This is a very high needs place, so there's lots for me to do. I'm enjoying it so far, but I don't think I want to work with this age group when I graduate. If one of them has a temper tantrum, they could easily beat the crap out of me. I'm a scaredy-cat.

Tomorrow Corina is having her EEG, so I have to keep her up almost all night tonight. She has to have less than five hours of sleep. Normally she has at least eleven, so it's going to be a rough night.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Heavenly lunch.

While we were eating lunch, Corina put her hand on her chest and said, "I have a warm feeling right here."(What a spiritual little girl!)

I said, "Maybe it's the Holy Ghost."

"No, Mama. It's just my Alphagetti."

Corina has her first wiggly tooth!


Friday, January 19, 2007

I might start having time to sleep.

I just wrote a five page assignment about FAS in 1½ hours. If that doesn't impress you, then you don't know what I was like last semester. Because I'm a perfectionist, a paper like that would have taken me about five hours before. I was completely killing myself so I could get perfect on everything. I've decided this semester to get in fights with myself when I'm being a perfectionist. I'm going to be a greationist instead. I'm also going to invent words. Even if I only get 93% in my classes, that's still a 4.0. I feel so free! I'm never going to be a jerk to myself like that again.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

My bum

Sciatica. My left bum cheek says ow. I had sciatica when I was pregnant, but then I got to have a baby at the end of it. I don't get anything out of it this time. Not worth it at all. I was going to post a picture of my sciatic nerve, but I couldn't get enough skin ripped off before bedtime.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Corina's Christmas Dress

She's still young enough to love dressing like a princess. Such a pretty little girl.



Saturday, January 13, 2007

Friday, January 12, 2007

I'm not really much for cats...

...but this one is awesome. I love the look on his face. I'm pretty sure he hates everyone on earth.


Wednesday, January 10, 2007

I thought we were going to discuss polynomials.

I had my first math class today. It was not quite what I was expecting.

We got into groups and shared our feelings about math. Sharing feelings is hard enough for me, but who actually has feelings about math? I didn't know how to do it. If it was for marks, I would have failed. When it was my turn I just said, "Math and I broke up last week. I can't talk about it."

These touchy-feely classes confuse me.

Monday, January 08, 2007

What I Think of Mexico.

This is especially for Shannon. Tonight for FHE the kids and I went through my schoolwork from when I was little. We came across a booklet I made when I was 7. We learned about Mexico in class, and these were my thoughts on the subject.

I think Mexico whold be a fun place to live. I don't know why I think it is but I just think it is in the book Two Pesos For Catalina (A Mexico book). It just tells me all about Mexico. (It even tells me how to talk a bit of Mexico.) The book is a long book but it is fun to read! I love to read but I really like reading Two Pesos For Catalina. It is a very nice book.

I want to be a crack spider's bitch.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

The sweetest cards ever.

The kids came into my bed this morning with birthday cards they had made for me. The first one is from Corina. (She always calls me Sara in notes and such.)

And this one is from Max.
They taped money from their piggy banks to my cards! They are the best kids in the world. So cute.

Then Corina decided to get dressed, and she said she was going to wear something fancy since it's my birthday. This is how she came downstairs.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

My birthday gifts.

Someone who wants to remain anonymous bought me two dresses for my birthday, and Max took some pictures of me in them this morning. I love them!

That one didn't really show the dress, but I like my hair in it.

Look at the way my toilet is glowing. It looks so clean. And see the pretty dress!

I have very long pointers. All the better for...pointing.

Thanks for the dresses, you-know-who.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Happy birthday to me! (And some voodoo.)

We went out for lunch today because I'm old now. Corina can sound out words, so she's very cute with a menu.
A meat lovers calzone for Max. That's man food right there.
I did not order man food.
I had a gigantic hippie sandwich, of which I could only eat half. That means my supper is in the fridge all set for me.
Dark chocolate raspberry cheesecake is my boyfriend. And because Corina told the waitress it was my birthday, she gave me the dessert for free. Yay!

The voodoo session today was kind of more normal. Corina's eighth chakra is upset that she can't have tea time, because her ancestors are English but we're Mormon. (Umm...wow.) That was my favourite part. I also liked the part when she said Corina doesn't need to come back for any more sessions.

The weird part was when my issues started coming into Corina's session. She asked what happened to Corina on a certain date 1½ years ago. Well nothing happened to Corina, but that's when my wedding was called off. She then asked about another issue that's totally mine, and then she excused Corina and did some weird things for me. Apparently I'm healed for now, but I have to go back in three months. I figure I may as well, since it worked so well for Corina. She said I'm closed off from people and relationships. Shocking. (Not really.)

Thursday, January 04, 2007

Corina's new talent

Today Corina discovered she can touch her eyeball. She's quite proud of this accomplishment.

And how cute is it that she has one freckle on each cheek? I'll tell you. It's extremely cute.

Corina goes for her second voodoo session tomorrow. She still hasn't had a single seizure since her first session. I think I'm going to have to say I believe in that stuff, as much as it pains me.

Some Kahlil Gibran.

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

I'm from the future.

I did something so crazy yesterday that it just might blow your mind. I paid three bills online. Yes, you read that right. I now have a bank account that lives in a computer. I learned in psychology class that my fear of technology will cause my brain to rot. That wasn't exactly what the textbook said, but I likened the textbook unto myself. I'm thinking of getting a cellphone next, and then a robot companion.


Monday, January 01, 2007

You may not want me to babysit your kids.


I'm babysitting my friends' fish while they have Christmas in Ontario. I tried my best to take care of them, but today they both died. I swear - I kill everything.
I'm incredibly afraid of goldfish. That was what I learned from this babysitting experience.

This is what separation anxiety looks like.

Corina doesn't only have a hard time when she has to be away from me. She also doesn't ever want to be away from her big brother. Max left a bit ago to play at a friend's house. It was horribly traumatic, as you can see.





I haven't posted a blog since last year.

Corina was quite excited about partying with me for New Years this year. I asked her if she knew what New Year's Eve actually is, and she wasn't sure. I said, "Well, the day after Christmas Eve is Christmas Day, so what do you think the day after New Years Eve is?"
Her eyes lit up and she answered, "Adam and Eve's birthday!"
Totally makes sense. One day for Jesus, one day for Adam and Eve. I told her she was right.

We had such a great time tonight. The second most fun part of the evening was watching Neil try to get untangled from Corina. The very best part was Neil's mistake with the cat testicles.
I like this picture because my hair looks impossibly smooth and shiny.
Corina managed to stay up until about 1:30, and she didn't even have a nap before we went out. Max stayed up too, although he managed not to get in any of the pictures. I swear he was there. In fact he took these two pictures of the group.
It's my birthday in 6 days. I think the whole world should throw a party for that, too.