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A Day From Hell or Heaven?

Trying to stay motivated, I have been saying a certain mantra or prayer that I got from Joel Osteen's latest book. Basically it says, "Look God, no matter what I am going to stay happy and positive today, no matter what. No really I am."
I'm on day 2 of reciting this, and boy is he giving me a workout.

My day started at 3:30 a.m. with a random text message.
My day continued with 3 kids in my room by 8:30 a.m. distraught over the threat of a classmate committing suicide.
My day continued with the emotional roller coaster and counselors helping us deal with this.
My day continued with another student and their parents begging for help because of the child's night terrors.
My day continued with finding out the work I have been sweating over for the past two weeks is a total waste of time.
My day continued with me making mental pictures of cursing out people who do not work in the classroom but are bound and determined to tell me how to do my job.
My day continued with me wondering why some other parents get to have kids, not one but two, who they take to mental hospitals because they 'don't want to have to deal with them for an entire week at spring break.'
My day continued with a counselor who doesn't know how to listen.



My day continued when I realized how awesome God is, because I was suppose to be at a meeting all day with those people who no longer work in classrooms, but instead he kept me at school this morning where my 3 kids were able to find me, show me the 'goodbye letters' they received from a mutual friend and the parents I was able to see who couldn't stop crying from gratitude and fear.
My day continued when one of those students came up to me and thanked me for being me.
My day continued when I applied for another job.
My day continued when I came home and got a great welcoming by a donkey.
My day continued when I realized a walk will do me just as much good as a bottle of liquor and a pack of cigarettes.
My day continued when I thought sitting on this couch and staring at the wall is all I have left in me to do today.

At Least Bad Ideas Make For Good Stories. Right?!?

There are some things we want so bad we will go to some crazy efforts.
People try some crazy diets to lose weight, when in reality all you probably need to do is eat healthy and stay physical... some how.




People try some crazy attempts to get back the one 'they love' and usually when they look back they just drop their head and shake it.
This is now known on Facebook and texting as SMH.

Ok. Ok. Ok. So Alex is an extreme example, but you get my hint.

I have even heard of people 'hooking up' with a friend to borrow their swimmers. Everyone remembers the scene from "The Big Chill" where Glenn Close loans out Kevin Kline to Mary Kay Place  for a night to get pregnant. CRAZY!

Actually one of my favorite movies still

Here is what I have to say to those people and their crazy ideas/efforts.
It may sound like a good idea at the time and even logical, but...
IT'S NOT!

Frosty's not so bright family members

Be patient.
If you were meant to be voluptuous, then be that and be proud of your curves. You would be worshipped in some cultures and a muse for some artist in the renaissance era.
If you were meant to be with the 'one', then you will be someday, just maybe not this day.
If you were meant to be a parent, then you will be when the time is right and the way you  are meant to become a parent.

Self Portrait on Sunday

Do not force it and try to be a size, a love, or a certain someone, after all it's not really in our hands.
It's in God's hands, Buddha's belt, the secret of the stars or whatever you believe in this time.
However, do not give up your dream!
Like my preacher man Joel Osteen says... "God did not bring you this far just to leave you here." 

To Whom It May Concern:

To Whom It May Concern:

Love is seeing a smile on those sweet Twinkie faces when you walk into a room.

Love is hearing happiness in your mother’s voice for the first time in a long time.

Love is receiving a child’s hand me down teddy bear and acting like it is brand new, because they thought of you.

Love is when your donkey runs in circles, once you get home, because they can not scream, “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I MISSED YOU?!?”

Love is receiving text messages from family and friends who have already thought of you long before you are awake or turning on your phone.

Love is getting an email from a dad thanking you for watching over his daughter as he fights for custody of her, and she is obviously hurting in the meantime.

Love is getting a home made card, from an expert on love in the 7th grade, that reads,   “And Miss, you don’t need no man they just all DRAMA! I love you!”

Love is being called “Momma” in the hallways.

Love is so abundant I need more than one day to celebrate it.

I Love Samantha Jones. I Just Can't Quote Her.

I have been watching seasons of  Sex And The City for the past few weeks and was wondering where are all the good television shows? There is not one television show that currently is on air that provides women with feedback or confirmation about themselves. Sex and The City did that for me and my friends for several years. There was not a group of 3-4 women who did not assume roles as Miranda, Carrie, Samantha, or Charlotte on Monday mornings at work.

Watching it now, older and assumingly wiser, I wish I had paid more attention to the hidden lessons that aired weekly. Lessons that involved love, fashion and without a doubt, FRIENDSHIPS.

SATC taught us that if you are lucky you get one, possibly two, loves in your life, and similar to the odds of winning the lottery, some may marry one of those loves. For the rest of us, we spend the rest of our years comparing those we meet to the one or two loves.

Charlotte: I've been dating since I was 15. I'm exhausted! Where is he? 



Lesson #2 I clearly do not walk enough. Those women walked every where and in the craziest of high heels. I know it is New York, but still, I feel like a sloth for driving to places now.

Carrie:  The fact is, sometimes it’s really hard to walk in a single woman’s shoes. That’s why we need really special ones now and then to make the walk a little more fun.







Lesson #3 If talking about your sexual experiences with your 3 best friends, mocking it or laughing about any of it is not on your agenda at breakfast, lunch or dinner, then what DO YOU DO with all of your time?

Miranda: Sexy is what I try to get them to see after I win them over with my personality.




Lesson #4 - Fashion is the first impression you give people about your personality. Forget the tone of voice and eyes being the window to the soul, Target ballet shoes vs Jimmy Choo tells people your mood. Animal prints and stripes are the new black. Flowers are no longer for a wedding bouquet, but rather for the hair or left shoulder. In other words, if you like it, it makes you feel better about you, then rock it girls.

Carrie: I like my money where I can see it, hanging in my closet.

Final Lesson -  It's all about your friends. No matter what career you hold, which life crisis you face, or which man you date, in the end your friends are your life line to your history and your truest self.

Mr. Big:  You're the loves of her life, and a guy would be lucky to come in fourth.

David Bowie vs. Miss Landers

I loved it when Miss Landers and the class were a part of a scene from "Leave it to Beaver." Seeing her in those campy reruns confirmed my calling to be a teacher. I wanted to dress like her, write so neatly on the chalkboard like her, and answer children's questions with that soothing monotone voice like her.

Yeah...well anyway...

My television teacher role model.

You know it is time for a change when a child walks up to you on a Friday morning, and says, "You're not happy here are you?"

I've always known that I wanted to be a teacher. I use to say, "If I ever won the lottery I would not stop working." I can no longer utter those ridiculous words.

I'm truly tired of raising other people's kids for 9 months out of a year.
Maybe I'm bitter because I want my own children and have not had them yet.
Maybe I'm bored because every year it's the same urban/ghetto fabulous mentality when they really are not ghetto, but for some reason they want to be???
Maybe I'm so disappointed in my 'leaders' I feel like I'm working alone. Oh wait. I am working alone.
Maybe, just maybe, I'm done with giving my all to my career, and want to give my all to myself.

Selfish? Maybe. Possibly. Probably...but if wealthy business men and women can be selfish in their day to day careers that have no impact on the children of today, why can't I (at least for a little while)?

Musician or Successful Zombie? You decide.

So in the wise words of David Bowie or whoever wrote the song, I leave you with this....

"And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through."