God is soo GOOD

Let me tell you how good. I sacrificed and struggled for four years to get through school and graduated cum lada. I had no job or part time jobs that did not pay the bills. There were times when I thought I would have to quit of go to school and be homeless. But I never went homeless and somehow the bills were paid. Now I am reaping the benefits of my sacrifices. During Christmas my sons were up to visit and I had paid for their journey to Oregon. Well I bought non-negotiable tickets and for the first time we missed their plane ride home. It cost me $1,000 extra dollars to get them home in time to start school. I did not have the money so I borrowed a credit card and got the tickets. That was in December and the credit card has never been charged the money so my sons flew home without me paying extra. Thank you God. Then I get a bill from Verizon. I canceled my dsl in September when I moved but they never canceled and had been taking money out of my old bank account till there was not more money then they billed me for three months. I called and discussed it and it turned out they owe me a credit for the same amount of money they said I owed them. Thank you GOD. Then I actually got money back on my taxes and was able to start a savings account and retire my poor old lap top which was 5 years old with a fan that rattled like a death rattle. THANK YOU GOD.

Today was the third and final parent teacher conference this year. Now unlike most schools I know, students do not get the day off. We go to work at 7:30 am teach all day till 3:20 pm and then at 4:00 pm till 8:00 pm we meet with parents. The last two conferences I only met two or three parents. (I have 14 students). Today I had 11 parents. Oh am I tired. I didn't get home till almost 9:00. But it was worth it to be able to meet with parents and have some good things to say about each student and I could be positive. I will be glad when this week is over because it has been long and stressful. We are also having a spirit week so I had to figure out what to wear each day.

Monday was Warrior colors day Gold and Maroon that was easy. I went with my class for two hours ice skating. I did not actually skate but I had to chaperon for the PE teacher. We went to a hockey rink. It was inside but the indoors were colder than the outdoors and I froze. Thank God I bought a Mandaree Hoodie which kept me warm.

Tuesday was dress in your favorite decade day. I dressed in fifty's. I had to meet with the superintendent to discuss how I was filling in the gaps for meeting the standards in 7th grade for when they take the state standards test in 8th grade. It went better than I expected. I was well prepared and that made the difference. I also had a IEP meeting which is a meeting for special needs kids and their parents where we discuss what we are doing and what we can do to improve their education.

Wednesday it was wacky Wednesday dress crazy day. I made a sleeve of temporary tattoos, frizzed up my hair, put on black mascara and heavy black eyeliner and dark lipstick. I made my face pale with foundation and wore all black. I was the talk of my school with my Gothic style. A couple of the smaller kids said I looked real pretty. That scares me how bad to I look normally that I look pretty with raccoon eyes and messy hair. Then we had our wonderful parent teacher conference and I forgot a change of clothes so the all saw me in my wonderful weirdness. What an impression I must have made. I have this great long shawl that is black with flower on it. I wore that with a tank black tank top because the shawl is very warm. During my prep time, I took my shawl off because I was overheated and there was no one else in the room. When they started coming into the classroom the girls came in first and they circled me so the boys could not see me in my tank top and walked me to my desk so I could get on my shawl before the boys saw. These girls are 13 and 14 years old and a lot more modest than world fashion.

Tomorrow is cowboy/cowgirl day I have nothing to wear. Not even a cowboy hat. I have yet to figure out what to do about that but at least I do not have any extra duties or meetings for the rest of the week. Friday is my favorite day of spirit week. Pajama day!!! I get to not get dressed and wear slippers and a bathrobe. YES It will be a SWEET day.

Rantings

On the left is my house with the pile of snow in the front yard. The center is my new coat I made from a Pendelton blanket and on the right is a cool old barn covered in snow.

I think I need to rant today. I mean come on people. I put up the cutest picture of the cutest little boy in the world on my blog and get absolutely no comments. I mean how can you not comment on someone sooo cute and adorable and well dressed. What is wrong with the world today? America is going down the tubes when people cannot even stop and appreciate cuteness and let me tell you this little boy has cuteness pouring out of his pores. I just don't know if I am up to posting anything anymore when my cute grandson's cute picture goes unnoticed. I am truly wounded here. There that felt better. wooo. I almost put on the caps lock. It was real close but now that it is off my chest I think I've got it under control.

As you all know, it is ground hogs day. Big whoop. It's a good thing I put my faith in God and His weather creating abilities because that stupid hedgehog saw his stupid shadow and because of that I am suppose to suffer through an extra amount of winter. I don't think so. Who started this stupid holiday anyway. You don't even get candy or jewelry on this day. Just the dashed hope of a shorter winter. It never bothered me before but then again my winters never lasted until May before and I am cold and tired of being cold and dealing with this white crap on the ground that keeps falling from the sky and you can't even build a stinking snowman or snowball. There aren't any mountains around so you can't ski in this powder crap. Not that I ski. I feel the uncoordinated, like me, should not ski. Why tempt fate. I know that I will find the hardest, rockiest ground to fall and break something if I tried to ski. Plus I would be cold, not my favorite condition.

My sense of direction has been warped since I moved here. My house faces north and in the winter the sun rises and set in my front window. The sun also does not rise very far in the sky. It is very hard to tell north, east and west in the winter. But I have sunshine almost everyday so I can watch it and try to figure out which direction is which. This gives me lots of entertainment. While I am sewing my new coat and sweat dress I can pause and see where the sun is in the sky. It is real fun for an Oregonian. You see in the Willamette Valley we don't see the sun from November to hopefully April. So watching the sun in the winter is a real treat and learning experience.

I think I am done ranting for now.