3 Years and counting

Happy Anniversary!!!!! Wow, its really been 3 years already?! Time really does fly when you are having fun. I just wanted to let my amazing husband know how much these last three years have meant to me. Roy you are the love of my life. Thank you for all your hard work. Thank you for the millions of laughs we've shared. Thanks for all the support through all of my stressful, or at least what I thought were stressful moments. You always have good words of advice and back me up on my decisions.




Life has been crazy, but at least we can be crazy together!!!

October 20, 2005


"Teeing off together"

Now we have been married longer than we dated!!!

No Time

So when we moved down here to Las Vegas neither Roy or I had a job. Roy wend to school and I looked for a job. I had all the time in the world to do the laundry, clean the house and give Molly all the attention she could ever have. Well the tables have turned. We are now both working and have the hardest time keeping up on simple house hold chores, such as emptying the dishwasher (which by the way I am so glad we have one now) cleaning out the bathroom sink and just vacumming the floor. I am sure you can only imagine what the bathrooms look like!!! Just kidding, I have only been teaching for one week, they are not that bad yet, but I have got to figure out some kind of system, and soon. (Mom now I get it!) Maybe this is the reason we have kids... Too bad Molly can't clean the toilet or fold the laundry. Well I just thought I would let you all know that I am still alive and breathing as I try to clean up my classroom, understand the different programs the school wants me to use, and survive day to day. Eventually I want to have my classroom set up and organized so I can function. Right now there are piles and piles of papers from all the subs. I don't think I will grade them all, we will start fresh, but I feel bad just throwing them away. The books in my library have no orginization and are in a disaray. It just seems that nothing makes sense in there and for those of you who know me, I CAN'T TEACH UNDER THOSE KIND OF CONDITIONS. Here are some pictures I took the day I first saw my classroom. I will post new ones when it is more in order. Some of you may think it doesn't look that bad, but from a distance it isn't bad. It is when you start to open boxes, cubards and look in the students desks when I started to know how bad it was.


My desk.

One of the many piles of work to be graded.

The class library

Front of the room.

Well everyone, I am offically a 3rd grade teacher

This morning I got a phone call and for the first time it was not bad news. It was news that I was to start teaching tomorrow. So for all of you teachers that had all summer to prepare, just to let you know I am very jealous. I got less than 24 hours notice of my first day. My room obviously will not be up to par. With a little elbow grease and some help from many caring people hopefully I can get it looking nice soon. I will have to give you more details later, but right now I need to make sure I have everything to teach tomorrow. I just wanted to update everyone first! Thanks for following my crazy life!!!

What a Mess

So I forgot I need to tell everyone what my calling was in church. Believe it or not, but I got called to be a cub scout assistant. I am not exactly sure what that means I am supposed to do. Maybe assist someone...

Well this whole job thing has kind of been a mess. Last week I had a few interviews at a school. They offered me job, and they sent my file in for hire. There were a few things I needed to get done before I could sign my contract so I quit my bank job. Roy and I were excited so we decided to celebrate at the Olive Garden for dinner Friday night. Never celebrate anything until it is set in stone. Monday morning I got a phone call from the Principal at the elementary school telling me there was a problem. My file was rejected due to me not being "highly qualified" enough to teach at a Title 1 School. All I was missing was one stupid test score. This test is equivilent to the ACT which I had to pass with a certain score to even get into the elementary ed program at UVSC. Well many phone calls, faxes and conversations later I got a phone call Tuesday morning saying that now I was "highly qualified". Again I am waiting to hear from the contracting office to go sign that contract before anything else can go wrong. So everyone keep your fingers crossed for me that NOTHING ELSE GOES WRONG!

Finally

Well I am excited to say that I have been offered a teaching job out here in Las Vegas. It is still in the works, I have to get fingerprinted, get my licence switched over and pay them a lot of money. (which doesn't make sense if they are hiring me right?) Anyways I quit my banking job today so I would have time to complete everything soon. I think they wanted me to give them two weeks notice, but think about it, I was not even employeed by them for even two weeks. Plus I still had a lot of training to do so I felt that I would be more of a waste of money to them if I did stay. I feel bad quitting a job with no notice, but I gotta do what I gotta do right now to pay the bills. I will make a lot more teaching than I ever would have at the bank. Next week the contracting office is supposed to call me since my name has been submitted for hire. Now I play the waiting game again. It is hard to wait, especially alone. Roy is usually at school or some golf related event. Good thing our little Molly is here to keep me sane. So the school I get to teach at is deffinatly not my first choice of school I would choose, but I didn't get to choose so I guess I "get what I get and will try not to throw a fit" It is a Title 1 school, which means it is a low income area. A lot of students are on free or reduced price school lunches and most of them are not from around here if you know what I mean. But I think it will be a good learning experience for me and I guess if I hate it that bad I can transfer schools when they let me. So I am excited, but still nervous.

A scary story for October

I went to the scariest place in the world yesterday....The Nevada DMV. I pulled into the parking lot around 2 o'clock and searched for a parking place. Around 2:15 I found a spot and walked inside. I stood in a line for about 20 minutes and spoke to the lady behind the counter. She said "you have everything you need except for your VIN check." I said, "what is a VIN check?" She told me about a building next door that has a tunnel I have to drive through and somebody there would check my VIN number. I said to her in a lovely tone, "I just took 15 minutes to find a parking spot." She didn't care... I walked outside and got in my car and went into the tunnel. This VIN check took about 10 seconds and I found myself looking for a spot again. 15 more minutes pass and I get another spot. I walked inside again and got in line again... Now the lady told me I have to take the written drivers test before I can register my car and get my licence. She gave me number and told me that it is about a 45 minute wait to see a "technician," so if I hurried through my test I would be able to get both things done at once. I thought PERFECT! I might get out of here before I DIE! I took my test and passed pretty quickly. As I walked out of the testing room I looked up at the big board to see if my number was up there, IT WAS!!! I ran over to the booth that I was supposed to be at and just before I got there the "technician" changed the freeking number! He told me I had to get another number and wait my turn. I got another number and sat down. The people around me looked like they had all just murdered someone or were contimplating doing so. A couple of guys were fighting over who should be the next president. This was enough to keep me occupied until my number came up again 45 minutes later. I went to the counter and handed the man my stuff, he quickly got to work on it and was almost done when he said, "will you be paying with cash or check?" I said, "neither, I have a debit card." He then told me that the card machines had been down all day and I would have to find an ATM or a bank. It was now 4:30 and there was no time for that so this story continues today with me going back to the DMV to finish my stuff. This story will haunt me for the rest of my life....