Vent: Hate this part of my job

I hate taking things away from good kids. Had to block Pandora today because a handful of kids were listening to inappropriate music. Yes, explicit lyrics were off but the themes of the songs were still suspect. So, the good kids have it taken away from them too because I have to block by category.
And, I have to start taking away machines because kids can't seem to remember to charge their machines at night. Grrr. Why can't they just do what's asked of them so they can have more freedoms? It's frustrating. I don't want to be the school that blocks everything. They are forgetting that these are not their personal machines. Guess I have to remind them...

Sucker

This is me, a sucker. I'm at work and someone asks me for help. Do I say that I'm super busy and I can get back to them later? Nope. I drop what I'm doing to help. Why? Because it's usually a tech question and I like tech questions. Or because a kid's laptop is doing something weird and I want to figure out the problem. Either way, my plans get stalled and I'm left scrambling to finish my work. So, this is my life right now.
I remember before Molly was born that I thought I was busy. And at the time I guess I thought I was. Then she was born and I thought I was busy. And I know I was. Now, I have a fabulous two-year old, a full-time job, and a master's research paper to complete. And a Halloween costume to make. And pictures to put in a scrapbook. And a baby quilt I need to finish. And a book I'd like to read. Now I'm pretty sure I'm exhausted.

My bad

Holy crap, I haven't posted in a while. Got an email from Jodi inviting me to be a part of her blog which reminded me I have a blog. So, after reading up on the blogs I'm following (this, after some serious facebook time) I decided to post up, yo.
Got back from Denver last week. It was a fun trip and looking back maybe we should have stayed an extra day to do a few more things. I suppose it gives us a reason to go back. Molly was a trooper through 75-80% of trip. Afternoon hours got hairy as no nap was the norm.
Had class last Friday and Saturday. Need to get working on that because I could probably get most of the work done quickly and easily. But I'm sure some procrastination will be involved. Got an iPod Touch for class, though, and get to keep it. I'm loving the calendar app. It's way smaller than the calendar in my purse but I think I'll hold on to both for a while until I get used to only using the iPod. Bought a skin for it but I think I want some sort of carrier-style something so it's protected better whilst being jostled in said purse.
Also bought a car on Friday (a good day, right?!) 2008 Saturn Aura XR. Drove it all weekend, loved it, etc. This morning got ready to go to the zoo with friends, got in the car, and it wouldn't start. Long story short, the car "dropped a cell" in the battery and needed replacing. Seriously, this has to happen to me?! Cripes. Well, at least we had the other car and it wasn't a time-sensitive trip. But now I'm like what else can happen? But at least I have another year of bumper-to-bumper.
So now I need some motivation to go to school and get some work done. I know I have lots to do and that no one's going to do it but me, but I hate having to take my time off and work. I spend a LOT of time during the year that I think I deserve a wee bit of repose from people's kids. But if I don't work on stuff now, I'll really be hurting in fall plus that it's also my action research time. Skee-roo'd if I don't take action now.
This is me giving myself a pep talk. Is it working?

HA!

So many things crack me up at the moment: the inventive words of my child, my funny blogging brother (crotchpot cookin!) and the thought of not possibly getting all the things done that are set before me. Really, just gotta laugh about that one because otherwise I'll cry.

Some of Mol's best:
bee-na-na ballerina
moo-ick music
shor-shor dinosaur
gruh-muh grandma
punkin baby one of her fave dolls
see-ah Ciara, another one of her favorite dolls

And, of course "I do it!!" "Mah-ee do it!!" Not too hard to figure out.

Also, another observation, in the evening, no matter what I'm doing it's always 10 PM. Why is this? And, why, when I see that it's 10 PM can't I go to bed and save my sanity? Instead of gettting a second wind and going to bed at 11? Especially when the next morning kills me? Huhn...I don't know either.

I'm a twit

So I've started to get into the twitter thing. i'm not the freakout every five minutes tweeter, though. in fact, i hardly tweet at all. I like receiving tweets. it's like getting mail--even if its junk, you still got mail.
Also liking facebook for the same reasons. It's a good little excuse for a break when working the fingers to the bone. but i'm not the facebook quiz taker guy. Man, there are some people that take every quiz possible. Wth? I'd love to have that kind of down time.

noot cocks

This sounds a lot more risqué than it is. Noot cock is M's way of saying fruit snacks. The girl could eat them all day, everyday. She goes to the snack cabinet, points way up high and asks in her angelic little voice, "Noot cock?" "Noot cock?" Hard to say no. Now we've gotten so we need to know which type of noot cock to eat. "Dora" "PomBob" "Neeemo"
This brings me to the latest adventure. ear infection was found at the dr yesterday. Dr gave a vile substance that must be taken for TEN DAYS. (I shall ask Dr why she hates us so much next time I see her) Tried to dispense meds while looking in snack cabinet but she was wise to my tomfoolery. Vile liquid all over. Up to the tubby where I planned to dispense the meds that didn't go anywhere but on her clothes the last time.
Thought noot cocks would make her feel better after the fact. Didn't think about the complications. So, put her in the tub and as usual she immediately pees. Pee water is a fact of life--if the reader becomes grossed out, too bad. Continue on with bath as normal. Purple in the hair (shampoo) then green (conditioner) to make it "moozsh" (smooth). Meds time. Long story short, I'm pretty sure drooling out the contents of mouth while screaming probably didn't mean much was ingested. Noot cock to the rescue, except that anytime I got near her, she flailed along with the noot cock.
Where does the package of noot cock go but into the pee water of the tubby. And a few drop into the pee water as well. Now screaming "noot cock! noot cock!" and trying to fish them out to eat. Those things are slimy as hell when they hit water. Fished them out and ate them all.
Finished bath, got jammies on, and put to bed. Wasn't happy because it was a little earlier than normal but I couldn't give her the nighttime sippy of milk because vile liquid requires no milk or dairy be consumed until one hour after meds. This must go on until the 26th. Shoot me.

Need to learn how to spell "soon"