My Little Life

Here I am, blogging 6 days...SIX DAYS!!!...after my last post. What kind of a resolutionist am I??? Not a very good one. (Don't judge.) Forgive me though, I was up to my eyeballs in planning and let me tell you, my friends, we pulled of a great event! It was such a fun evening...of course, I am a bit biased, but dangit, it was a good time! We don't have any firm numbers in, but I'm thinking we will at least hit what we did last year. I'm hoping we'll come out ahead of last year, but I'm not gonna be greedy! "As good as" is good enough for me! Let me tell you something about me...I give this event my all. Near the end, nearly every waking minute I have is spent thinking things through. "Did we remember to do this?" or "Did someone remember to ask that?" or "Did we print this or copy that or scan this or fax that..." and OH MY GOSH I start to keep notes when I wake up at night because if I don't I wake up in ...

Well...tonight was the last official meeting before our big event on Friday. We hammered out some details, firmed up our timeline, and drank a little wine. I need to tell you all something...if ever you find yourself planning a gigantic event, gather amazing, strong, fun women to have by your side. We have fun...and (forgive my language) we get shit done. What more could you ask for?! I'm nervous and excited and I think I need something new to wear because what good is a big event if it doesn't include the opportunity to wear something new and cute?! ;) Shhhhhh...don't tell my husband.  Everything is coming together...live auction, silent auction, volunteers...it's exciting to see everyone pull together to make this event happen. It makes me happy that we have so many generous people willing to donate their time, talents, and lot's of amazing items. I can't wait to tell you how it all goes down! Okie dokie...I've got kids that need to start their ...

I'm sure I've mentioned it here a time or two, but I'll say it again: I was wired to be a stay-at-home mom. It is truly my dream job. So, when we had a financial advisor dude come over tonight to talk about grown-up stuff like retirement and he asked us "At what age would you like to retire?", I was all, "Well...I turn 40 in a couple of weeks. So...40?" I'm not quite sure that was exactly the answer he was looking for. In any event, I guess it's good that we're planning so that someday we CAN actually retire, right? And then he asked us stuff like "what do we want to do when we're retired" and you know what? I couldn't really come up with anything more concrete than, "Not work?". We are headed to Colorado in a few weeks to go skiing...what better way to celebrate "The Old Age of Youth" than to send yourself careening down a mountain on a couple of plastic sticks strapped to your feet? The good new...

I've been searching for a pair of navy blue flats...I've had my eye on Lucky Emmies, because: Tieks, gah. I can't bring myself to spend that much $$ on a pair of dang flats! Boots? Maybe...but flats? Heck to the no. So, I decided to just go ahead and order the Emmies online last week, only, if I spent a little more money I got free shipping so WHY NOT TWO EMMIES?! Yes, I'm glad you agree. Let me tell you an interesting (some might say, "high maintenance") fact about myself. I love...I ADORE...ordering shoes online and you wanna know why? Because 99.9% of the time they arrive in pristine and pure form and have never, ever touched the foot of another human being. It's like some soul satisfying thing for me to slip my foot into a shoe that no one else's stinky foot has ever touched. (I know, I know...my poor husband has to put up with me. Poor guy.) Back to my Emmies...so, my navy ones arrive and just like always, I sighed a sigh of utter contentmen...

Well now, look at me, rocking my "blog everyday" resolution. Why do I set such lofty goals?! Ugh. Also: this is why I never choose "working out" as my resolution...because 37 seconds into it I'd be all, "nah...too much work, please pass the chips." In my defense, life is INSANE right now...insane with a dose of PMS to top it off. So yes, you SHOULD feel sorry for my husband right now. And my kids. And my co-workers. And pretty much anyone that looks at me or crosses my path or BREATHES THE SAME DAMN AIR AS ME. Because it sucks to be them. During our event meeting tonight I realized that the big day is next Friday. Ahem. Did you hear that? NEXT Friday! I just lost a week of my life and suddenly OH MY GOSH everything has suddenly become super urgent. Urgent as in, it should've been done last week. Interesting tidbit: we suddenly have more empty bottles of wine in our recycling than usual. Don't get me wrong, though...I enjoy organiz...

Today was like a weird time warp...I got to work, turned around and suddenly it was lunchtime?! Then, I swear to you, it took 17 hours, SEVENTEEN HOURS, to go from lunchtime until the end of the day. What the heck. In the future, I'd prefer my days go much like this morning did...lightening fast! Anyway...happy Friday the 13th! I'm feeling bad for my L&D friends right now. Friday the 13th AND a full moon??? Ugh. I can't imagine what tonight will be like...but I guess I'll find out because I work there tomorrow morning! Yahoo! I think? I have this weird love/hate with my hospital shifts...as they are approaching, I sort of dread them, but then I get there it's totally different...I enjoy it and the time flies! I was asked if I was going to Five Question Friday again...and you know what? I think I will! Maybe not every Friday, but that was fun, wasn't it?! Off I go to a hockey game! See you tomorrow (but really, probably Sunday)! M.

Here's something you may or may not know about me...my husband and I teach religion classes for a class of 9th graders in our parish. It's equally exhausting and exhilarating. These kids. One moment something amazing and deep and enlightening comes out of their mouths and the next moment they're suddenly talking about SnapChat and nicknames and OHMYGOSH I HAVE PHYED FOR TWO HOURS!  I can't keep up. Well, I mean...I lie. I guess I can. I get sucked up into their sidetracks so quickly I don't know what hit me and pretty soon I find myself trying to find a lesson in what they were talking about but realizing that in NO WAY does it pertain to what we were talking about before the sidetrack and then I just defer to my patient husband. Who sits there shaking his head at me. Please send help. For my husband...he could use a more focused teaching partner! ;) We teach in our house, which leads to a really nice, relaxed, conversational approach to teaching...but a...