Archive | October, 2011

I Think I Am Going to Sleep In

31 Oct

I am up before the sun and try to have my FF out the door to his paramedic classes and the muppets buckled in before 6:15am.  That allows me about 30 minutes in my classroom to get started for the day.  I finally found a way to keep the three stooges quiet (N is too cool and hangs out at his locker) so I could work.  The girls have a desk, right next to mine with books for them, a Barbie laptop to work on with Mommy, papers, sticky notes, colored pencils and whatever little trinkets caught their attention at that moment.  B draws or plays with a field hockey ball or hangs out with one of our janitors who seems to have developed a mutual admiration for my kids.  It works worked.

Now, my room seems to be the hang-out for the early birds.  Teachers and staff come for no real reason, just to chat and I get nothing done.  I hear about dreams, Turkish game shows I just have to see, you name it. Not only do I get nothing done, but I lose my quiet peaceful children.  Since the environment is no longer quiet, neither are they.  So now, I am entertaining teachers, trying to plan in my head, shushing my children while reminding them this is a classroom and not a playground.  UGH!  What is a girl to do?

Solution?  Well, since I get nothing done and I come in early to get something done, this is not working.  So, I am simply going to stay home an extra half an hour and maybe, I don’t know, eat breakfast or something crazy like that.

Happy Monday!

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Can we say, DUH????

29 Oct

Okay, I have 2 big k9 boys.  I mean BIG.  Great Pyrenees are a giant breed, the slobber and they shed and they love whole heartedly.  My wonderful firefighter took my kids to his parents house so I could get papers graded and grades entered.  It was so nice to just be able to work.  To not have to deal with bickering or tattling or mommy separation anxiety or, or, or.  I graded papers this morning.  I ate lunch in peace.  I even got  an hour long nap in.  I can’t tell you the last time that happened.  I definitely needed this to recharge my batteries.  So, it is a nice day and I thought it would be a perfect day to go to the dog park.  We are there several times a week, but this is the first time I have gone totally alone.  That means me, handling a couple hundred pounds of dog alone.  No worries.  They love the dog park and the dog park loves them.  They are the hit of the crowd, everyone flocks to them.

Today was interesting.  We had our first doggy argument.  Scares the heck out of me.  My guys are sweet, but their mouths are so big, they could fit most other dogs’ heads IN their mouths. The other dog (probably a 50lb mix) started yapping and my boys had to go see what he was talking about.  So, they got there and this little guys jumps at Bear, snarling and snapping.  Well, Giovanni did not like someone yelling at his guy and he got involved.  Words were exchanged, the mutt started crying, his owner started freaking out.  I pull my boys away and the owner shrieks at me, “How can you let your monsters come scare my baby?  He doesn’t even like dogs, especially not big dogs.”  I think I stood there with my jaw slack for a few moments.  Really??  Did she just say what I thought she said?  So, several people came to the boys’ defense and the woman and her family were asked to leave.  But I couldn’t believe what she said.  First it was a dog park and second she was in the BIG dog area.  Umm, yeah, okay.  Bye crazy lady.

On a lighter note, we met our first other giant breed tri-pawed.  It was very cool to see.  The whole park buzzed about it.  It was very cool.  So, now, I am home.  The k9s are sleeping, my house is still quiet and I am getting caught up on my DVR.  I would say that this makes for a great day!

A Word of Thanks

27 Oct

I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you.  We are at our one year mark with this crazy life.  Thanks to everyone who reads my rantings, ramblings and ravings.  Thanks to everyone who takes a moment to let me know I am not alone in this fire world.  Thanks to all the fire wives who post their experiences on their blogs.  Fire Life is a far cry from the educational world.  Most of our friends and family just don’t get it.  It is just a nice feeling to know I am not alone even when it seems like I am.

FF, I Love You, but now I need you to back on shift

26 Oct

The other night, I was flying totally solo. Hubby had OB rotation at the hospital and then a study group at 7:30pm at one of the other firehouses.  I got my house cleaned, lunches made for the next day, homework done, muppets fed and in bed by 7:30pm.  The boys could stay up and read, but I had to have the TV and the first floor to myself.  It was sooooooo nice.  And it dawned on me.  My hubby has been home for a month and it is driving me crazy.  I thought I would love having him home, but he goofs up my routine.  I don’t get out of bed as easily, I stay up talking too late, I don’t get as much work done around the house.  I NEED him to go back to work!

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Unfortunately, he has PM classes and clinicals until January and that is sooooo far away. Maybe I just need him to stay and study once every three days. 😀

On a positive note, my FF takes his last exam for the department.  After 6:30 tonight he will no longer be a f@#$&%g Cub.  When he returns to the station, I am certain that he will enjoy it so much more.  Think he will take all that energy he used to put into cleaning and clean the house for me???  Prolly not, but a girl can dream!  Happy Hump Day!

Back to Square One

17 Oct

Or that’s how it feels anyway.

We have been in PM classes for 3 weeks.  That’s it.  And yet, it feels like it has been FOREVER!!  I feel like everything that can go wrong has.  O’s hair had to be treated again from the cooties and so it started coming out is clumps.  We have to shave her down in back because it looked so bad. So, now she looks like a cutey pootey with short hair (we saved as much of her bangs as would stay).  And she woke up this morning missing her ponytail.  It broke my heart! I had to take 8 loads of laundry to my dad’s house yesterday, which meant my whole day was shot.  In theory, Maytag is coming today, after 3:30pm which means I have to zoom out of class to get home and meet them.  But, I will believe that when I see it.  The list goes on and on and on.

I forgot how much I HATE this single mom gig.  Yes, my husband comes home every night.  Yes, I get to sleep with him every night.  But that is it.  It is night after night of studying and study groups and more studying.  Which is good.  But that leaves me to fend for myself, again, until at least January, again.  And I am just not cut out for this single mommy gig.  It is not my thang!  When J and I started dating, kids were not on my radar.  Funny, now that I have 4.  I just put so much pressure on myself that it makes me nuts.  Kids get sick, I have to miss multiple days.  Laundry repairman comes, I have to fly home, after picking up four kids.  We need groceries, I need to get the groceries. Yes, I know, “Just don’t put all that on yourself.”  “Make J do some of that.”  “Just give yourself a break, the house doesn’t need to be perfect.” I know, have heard it all.  But, how else will it get done?  It won’t which means I have to do it. My house was a mess, my in-laws were over while I was at my dad’s and I had to just push it out of my mind.  I did not have a Saturday to clean.  It sucked.  I hate it.  Single moms who pull this off 24/7/365 so ROCK!!

I am becoming miserable.  SO…today I am going back to what I did last year at this time, when I was going through the same thing.  I was miserable a year ago and I am finding my way back to that again…and I HATE it.

So, five things every post that I am grateful for.  I can vent about what is driving me crazy, but I have to remember the good things.

1) I stink you, Momma – something that started with the muppets and Daddy that O has invited me into.  Is there a better expression of love?
2) My Giovanni  – the resiliency of dog’s amazes me.  How well G has adapted to life as a tripawed and to our crazy clan is amaizng.
3)Watching my K9s frolic and play – Ignore me yapping to the FF on the phone in the background!  😀

4)The Maytag Man FINALLY came today I will have the parts sent to my house this week and they will be here next week Tuesday to install them and I will have my washer back!
5)High school kids who think I must make the coolest mom ever Now, if only my own will think that in a few years.  It is nice to have them want to come with good news and bad.  One was so sweet, he gathered up 6 tickets for me to take my friends to Six Flags this weekend.  I do love my job!

They Will Save Lives

12 Oct

Smoke detectors.The most tragic of fires happen in the dead of night, while the kids are tucked so snuggly in their beds and stresses of the day are put to the side for a moment.  Until the screaming sirens wake you from the  land of slumber and the panic sets in that it is your house that trucks are racing to save.

That was the scene (images can be seen here) at 2:22 this morning and tragically a mother and her 10 year-old nephew were lost.  She did what every mother  hopes to do, she saved one of the children by throwing her out a window, another was able to make it out on his own and the MFD saved a 2 year-old they found in their search of the house.  Not the most valiant, not the most nurturing, but when those flames are raging, there are no style points.  The FFs had to jump out of the window, the fire and the power lines falling on the hoses were far too dangerous for the firefighters to continue their rescue efforts. It was an inferno.  I can’t even begin to imagine the pain the family is feeling today.

Here is where it becomes even more tragic, MFD ffs canvased the neighborhood in July, in an effort to install smoke detectors in every home.  No one answered the door.  Literature was left at the door with an open offer for smoke detectors and with fire prevention tips.  They must have fallen on deaf ears. The firefighters were back this afternoon, canvasing the neighborhood, with smoke detectors in hand.  Our firefighters will walk up and down streets, day after day, to avoid carrying that small, lifeless body out of a house.

Residents or tenants in one or two-family homes who do not have a working smoke detector can call the Milwaukee Fire Department ‘s smoke detector hotline at (414) 286-8980.  Firefighters will deliver and install a smoke detector.

Don’t Be Afraid

12 Oct

After spending an afternoon cleaning out the girls’ hair and dodging projectile vomit, I still had to go back to work.  I have been in my current position for 1 year and 7 weeks.  (We just had conferences, which come at the 6 week mark.  Makes tabulation quite easy.)  One of my FAVORITE things about this school is the technology. We are a 1:1 laptop school.  Every student, 6-12, has a laptop computer.  Sounds perfect, right?  Well, I think so.  Helps me move towards a paperless classroom, no excuses about printers, access to soooo many pieces of software that helps aid their journey through education.  Sounds great, doesn’t it.  Afterall, with 3 sick kids and two heads that had creepy crawlies yesterday, I can still teach my kids.  I am home and still teaching.  How cool is that, right?  Not all parents think the same way I do.

Last night, I had a wake up call. A half filled lecture all.  Our principal brought us in (his technology “rock stars”) to speak to the parents.  One of the English teachers puts together an awesome Prezi, we all smiled and bragged about what cool things we are doing.  Then it was opened to the parents.  Want to know what they were upset with – no books.  So many of our books are e-books now.  That we provide.  Saves a ton of money!  Sounds good, right?  Nope, they forget the questions as they look for the answers, two windows open at once is a no go, why don’t all publishers make their books the same, my kid won’t give me their Moodle password…on and on.  One common theme that came up throughout the night, “my 6th grade boy.” 

That says it all, I have a 6th grade boy.  But what the difference is with the other 6th grade boys and mine – they don’t have me at home with them.  I am a rock star after all!