Too Cute

Okay, you have to go to this web address for some dog tricks. You can type in commands--tell him to sit, roll over, playdead, shake, fetch, etc. And of course save this one for last--tell him to "kiss." Worth a look at.

Almost a Month at the New Job

Okay I have been at my new job for almost a month now and I have not blogged about it (or so Lacy so kindly pointed out last night). It is going great. It has a few draw-backs (smokers in the office, slight mildew problem and hot in my front office area). But that is just the space. The actual job, going great. I know, I know--I've already said that. But it is. I now have a job that I get off at 4:15 and it ends at 4:15. I used to dream about my job before, I used to worry about my kids and what they would have to go home to in some cases. (I still worry about those kids), but with this job, I am not adding more worries to the pile daily.

As far as the workload--very doable. We get a lot of sales calls, but the official position on that is put them on hold until they give up. It almost seems mean, but talking to them seems worse, it is so time consuming. Besides change is not something this office embraces, so I doubt that a saleman would be able to convince them to buy a product they have been doing just fine without, thank you very much. Apparently I worked something of a miracle by getting them to buy and strategically place Ionic Breezes around the office (my own tabletob Breeze sit pointed directly into my breathing space. Nice, huh?) Oh, my other official office duties include payroll (who wouldn't like to print their own check) and accounts payable (okay, I know, paying bills--but at least it is not my own or with my own money). So besides doing some other reports, I am also the glorified errand runner. I have made bank runs and lunch runs and snack runs, etc. At first I didn't like it so much, but what do I care. It breaks up the day, making it pass very quickly. It gets me out of the office. And I get to take a company car. Speaking of company cars, my favorite would be the Lincoln. Air conditioned seats. I mean who wouldn't want cold air on their rear end in this weather (and for winter the seats are heated).

I still have my private practice and have been adding a couple of clients each month I am there. I hope that it keeps growing as I will be losing the group-home gig at the end of the year. And that was my bread and butter for covering the rent at my office. If my practice keeps growing though, I should be quite okay (recommend all your friends to me).

So that is the update. Sorry that I have been so remiss about blogging, I have recently become slightly addicted to facebook.

Last Day

That's right, tomorrow is my last day as a school-based therapist. I will be doing private practice and a receptionist job (starting next week). I am excited about this change and think that it is very good timing for me. I am very sad about all the kiddos that I will be leaving behind. That will be the hardest thing, even if they are in good hands.

But now, I don't know if I should change the name of my blog. Stuck in School just won't fit anymore. Any suggestions? I would love to hear them. Strange things like "Turkey Toes" keep popping into my head and I can't get something serious. Of course I could always just leave the "Stuck in School" and just pretend like I don't notice.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix

That's right I went to the midnight showing last night with all the other HP nuts. And it was good. They combined a few scenes, but it could have been worse. It was amazing how they did the whole sucked into Voldemort's mind thing.

Now that I have seen the movie--I can't wait for the last book. I am so impatient.

Tubbing in Townsend

This is the second year that I have done this, but basically we rented tubes from the River Rat and for one low price you float down the river and then are bused back, float down the river and bused back... For as long as you want until 5:00pm.

Now I know that it has only happened twice, but it hasn't failed yet, someone will fall at the first set of rapids. This year it was my mom. I went with parents, aunt, and 7 year old cousin. So we thought that we would tie all the rafts together. Not a great idea. It's okay for two rafts to be tied together, but with three or more, you have a middle raft. Mom was in the middle raft and her tube got stuck on a rock. Normally an untethered tube would simply spin around and dislodge itself from the rock and continue downstream. Being a tethered tube and a tethered on two sides tube, it was in a bind. No sooner did mom's tube get caught on the rock than the force of the other tubes flipped it over. I looked back in time to see my mother going feet over face into the water.

So, word to the wise--I would recommend the fun of tubbing in Townsend to anyone. Just don't tether more than two tubes together at a time.

I love alliteration.

Dodger at the Vet

Well, Dodger went to the vets office today and got a clean bill of health. No intestinal worms. Clean teeth. Perfect weight. Sweet and wonderful to all employees at the office. While there they trimmed his nails for him--that was the hardest part. No he didn't finch when they took his temp. He didn't even seemed to notice when they did the fecal sample. Shots, no problem. Oh yeah, and he stood so still when the vet was checking his ears that she let me look into his ears (a little wax, but beautiful color). But nail trimming? He freaks out. They didn't even nick the quetical (spelling?), but he flips out. He started flipping out just when he saw the clippers. I think it is a mental thing. But at least no more of that annoying clicking as he wonders the floors.

PS, has anyone ever had their dog vaccinated for kennel cough? Dodger doesn't even get boarded and she insisted on the vaccination. Nose drops. I will confess, he wasn't so keen on that either. I think that as long as he can see what they are doing to him, he doesn't care.

I Love Air Conditioning

I did a home visit today with a sweet family. The visit went great. We talked, we laughed--all in all a good therapeutic visit. The problem--it was at 3:00 in the afternoon and they don't have air conditioning. The funny thing is, their dog kept wanting to sniff my armpits (although I am certain they should have been detectable from across the room).

Afterwards I went to a visit at the clinic and though I usually complain about the coldness. Not today.

Air Conditioning--what a great invention.

New Job

I have a new job. I have to temper my joy a little as I have several friends needing jobs right now, and this one just feel into my lap. What this means??? I will no longer be "stuck in school." Actually, my day job will not be doing therapy at all. I got a job as a receptionist, with opportunity to move up in a year or so to office manager. Sadly enough the receptionist job pays more than my current, Masters Degree required job.

I was approached with the possibility several months ago, but just wasn't ready. Also, I knew that I would be asking a lot (money above the base salary, extra vacation time). The job just seemed like a long shot. They gave me what I wanted and I took the job. I turned in my resignation today. In my current job, what a mess--they require that to leave in good standing you must give 4 weeks notice and you cannot take paid time off during that time and oh, yeah--you also don't get paid for holidays. What a load of doggie poopy! And I have two dogs, I recognize doggie poopy when I smell it.

So, I focus on the positive--with my new job I will leave it behind at 4:15--no worries will follow me home. I will have a lot of down time--more blogging??? And I am able to maintain my private practice (so I don't have to leave my therapy hat behind completely). With with job, I get to avoid the burnout that I was definately headed for.

The Big Easy

I just returned from a mission trip to New Orleans. I am happy to report that more and more houses are being built and more of the locals have returned, but I was astounished by the devastation that is still evident. I truly hope that we do not forget those from New Orleans.

A Tribute to Bob

So this is not the best picture, but it is the only one I have. Let me introduce you to Bob. Bob is a Betta fish. I call him Bob the Betta--kind of after Bob the Builder.

Last week, Bob died. This is not a sad time though, Bob lasted over two years. The funny part of the story is that this is actually Bob 2. Bob 1 also lasted about 2 years or a little more.

Earlier this week I took Dodger (my little dog) in to get his nails trimmed. Sometimes it is just easier to pay the 10 bucks. While at the pet store, I spotted the Betta display. After much deliberation, and tugging on Dodger's lease so he didn't bug the other customers in the store, I found him--Bob 3. So I take my dog, my nail clipping receit and Bob 3 to the cash register. Dodger, of course, being as cute as he is attracks the attention of all store the employees and gets so excited on seeing the male cashier that he pees on the floor. I get that cleaned up, start to check out. Well, Do I have a Petco card? Yes, I think so, just not with me. That's okay, we can look it up by your phone number--well it turns out that that is in my ex's name. Do I want to get my own? Sure, I guess so. Then as I am filling out the information card, Dodger takes it upon himself to walk into the cashiers station and become tangled around his legs. I finish the transaction and finally I am ready to leave--Dodger is not. I get him disentangled from the cashier and we go out the door.

It is only after I get home (oh about 20 minutes away) do I realize that although I paid for Bob 3, I did not make it home, or even out of the store with Bob 3. So, I call Petco, trying to think of the best way to reassure them that I do not normally neglect my pets or leave them places. A friend picked up Bob for me and he is now safely installed in the bowl on the mantel.

Upcomings!

It has occured to me that it is a while since I have blogged. The main reason for that, It's Summertime! and the livin' is easy. And this is another wonderful time when I blog about how much I love my job. Although I still work during the summer my hours are somewhere between 2-5 hours a day and most can be done from my computer at home. I do visits to this kids home during the summer, this can be challenging and sometimes scary, but it does give a great picture of what these kids are dealing with on a day to day basis.

So, I want to refrain from bragging, but I have been swimming--Love swimming. I have been golfing--Love golfing. I have been walking and bike riding and planting a tree and all sort of fun and exciting stuff. The only summer activity that I haven't gotten a chance to do would be camping. But I don't exactly have a camping buddy anymore and I am finding myself to be sufficiently independent, camping alone just seems boring.

Still I can't complain. Next week I will be in New Orleans on mission trip with my church's youth choir. We will be singing and working with Habitat for Humanity and running a Bible Camp, visiting the French Quarter. I am looking forward to a fun week, but I must confess, I am also a little intimidated. Yes, I know that I work with kids and teenagers every day of the week, but I have to say that is one on one. This is a massive group of kids. Pray for me.

Mutual Suffering

I have friends. Lots and lots of friends. Not going through the best time of my life, and my friends are there for me. They call me, they check on me. They buy me cards and write encouraging messages that sometimes makes me cry. They take me out and keep me annoyingly busy for the homebody that I am. They are wonderful, wonderful friends. They will listen and sympathize on my bad days when it seems the tears just won't stop. They laugh with me on the good days--but don't assume that "finally she's done." They happily volunteer to do bodily harm to the person who is the source of all this pain. They are there.

But there is something to be said for mutual suffering. Misery doesn't just love company, it needs company. I had dinner tonight with a mutual sufferer. Her story is just like mine (I know that I complained about this in a previous blog, but this is a different day). Tonight I was able to talk to someone and know that they understood me because they are right there with me. It is not that I want only miserable people around me, but aometimes, I feel guilty being around happy people. I hate feeling that I am sometimes dragging them down into my depths. And I don't want to be that person. I don't need miserable company 24/7. That would be horrible, but to be around those that also suffer and share in their pain is a connection that, may I say it, is sacred.

Beware, I am about to get preachy here. Through this time I have been reading a lot in the book of Psalms. Just last night I read "My heart is sick, withered like grass, and I have lost my appetite." YES, that is me. Or how about this one from 2 nights ago "I cried out, 'I'm slipping!' and your unfailing love, O Lord, supports me. When doubts filled my mind, your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer." David's words and the psalms that he wrote appeal to me as well. I have held onto misery and have needed its company through this: "As for this friend of mine, he betrayed me; he broke his promises. His words are as smooth as cream, but in his heart is war. His words are as soothing as lotion but underneath are daggers!" It is hard when your best friend has turned against you and all he has to offer is self-pitying.

Wow, Did You See This?



I am all about weather. Storms absolutely fascinate me. I know that it is not the safest pasttime, but when a storm comes through, I love to just sit by the window or stand behind the storm door and just watch the storm. It is not just the lightening that amazes me, even though the lightening is the best. I like the wind and the rain and the sheer volume of white noise that a storm creates. Good stuff.

Amazing Home Remedies

A friend sent these to me and I had to share them. There are times in life that you feel you just can't smile, this is one of those. Anything that will lift your spirit during those times is amazing and this is one of those. Thank you Gayla-girl--good luck in your next adventure. (Oh and these are not serious, so no one try them at home and then leave me hateful comments--not sweet.)

1. If you are choking on an ice cube, don't panic. Simply pour a cup of boiling water down your throat and presto, the blockage will be almost instantly removed.

2. Clumsy? Avoid cutting yourself while slicing vegetables by getting someone else to hold them while you chop away.

3. You can avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat just by using the sink.

4. For high blood pressure sufferers: simply cut yourself and bleed for a few minutes, thus reducing the pressure in your veins. Remember to use an egg timer.

5. A mouse trap placed on top of your alarm clock will prevent you from rolling over and going back to sleep after you hit the snooze button.

6. If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives. Then you will be afraid to cough.

7. Have a bad toothache? Smash your thumb with a hammer and you will forget all about the toothache.

8. Sometimes, we just need to remember what the rules of life really are:
In life, you only need two tools - WD-40 and Duct Tape.
If it doesn't move but should, use the WD-40.
If it should not move and does, use the duct tape.

9. Remember: Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

10. Never pass up an opportunity to go to the bathroom.

Thought for the Day: SOME PEOPLE ARE LIKE SLINKIES ..... THEY ARE NOT REALLY GOOD FOR ANYTHING ... BUT THEY STILL BRING A SMILE TO YOUR FACE WHEN YOU PUSH THEM DOWN A FLIGHT OF STAIRS.

Hope that you had as much enjoyment as I did. I laughed so hard--and the windows are open so I am sure that my neighbors are unsure of my sanity.

Flower Month Revisited
Just to brag on myself a little bit. I did this arrangement for church. I love working with flowers, it is so hard to make them look bad.

Mother's Day

I have to say, this Mother's Day has not been as bad as ones in the past. For the past 3-4 years, my Mother's Day celebrations have been getting progressively more depressing. Fertility issues can do that to a person, but this year, not so bad and I was surprised. I guess when not actively pursuing a baby, Mother's Day can actually be about my mother, and not in the pursuit of motherhood.

I am currently in motherhood limbo and for now, that's okay. Hope that you had a good mother's day regardless of the motherhood status that you find yourself in.

Flower Month

I am on what I would consider the most interesting committee ever to be formed in a church. I am on the Flower committee. I have been asked to sit for committees before and have sometimes said no and sometimes said yes, but never really liked the idea of committees or the bureaucracy of committees. At work I am on the Scanned Records Committee--this decides what old records should be scanned into the new system for access from the computer. At other churches I have served on a Children's choir committee and a hospitality committee and I believe that there was some missions committee somewhere along the way.

This committee is right up my alley, though. I don't have to make important decisions, there are no reports to be made to the concregation, and most fun of all--I get to be creative. So this month is my flower month. I have a Flower Month buddy. We both work to create the arrangements in the sanctuary for the month of May. I was on the committee last year, but something about the second year, with some experience under my belt feels good. I can't wait.

April showers, brings May ...

Colorado trip

Lily is one year old.





On the trip, I went skiing (first time in oh--12 years). I went hiking. I baby sat. I had a great trip.

Re-Read of 2007

There are certain books that are so good to me that I re-read them annually, or at least every other year. Not to sound too much like You've Got Mail, but Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin is on that list. My first P&P exposure was actually through the A&E Mini series with Jennifer Echols and Colin Firth (still an enduring crush). Then I read the book. From there I have read and re-read all the completed Jane Austin books. I am on my third copy of P&P as the other two were falling apart from so many readings.

For my current Re-Read, I am preparing for a book I have waited, on edge, for a year. Harry Potter, Book 7. I wanted to start my re-read of book 1-6 and take my time savoring the books and the unfolding plot, but I have yet again, gotten caught up in a fever. I started less than a week ago and I am already halfway through book 3. I have pre-ordered from Book 7 Amazon.com and hope that 7/21/07 gets here before I have to re-read Books 1-6 more than once. I will confess, I was so excited about this pre-order until a friend told me that she did this with Book 6 and they lost her order--she got it 3 weeks later. Now I am nervous. I really want this book on the day that it comes out.

3, maybe 4 things to say

1. First session in my private practice went well today. I am well on my way to being private practice counselor extradinare. (Can you tell that I really like saying "private practice?")

2. I leave for vacation in Colorado tomorrow. Yeah, a little bit of much needed relaxation. Not to mention getting to see my niece who just turned one year old.

3. I have dogs fighting under my feet for my attention. Fighting, playing, what's the difference?

4. Teachers arrested in Sumner County--That is a little too close to home. I have been in all of these schools and have met some of these teachers. What were they thinking?