I'm a bad blogger....(extremely random post)

See, this is how I am. As soon as life gets a little busy, I neglect my blog. I always do it. I've got a journal elsewhere and I neglect that too. I did it when I was younger with my written journals. At times when life is busiest, when I should be journaling what's going on and how I'm feeling about it, I ignore it. I'm a bad blogger. *sigh* So, what's a person to do? Well, I just don't know. I suppose I should make some resolution to be a better blogger and come up with a set time to blog each night...but that won't happen. I've done it before. I'm too disorganized in my own mind to follow it.

So, that aside, what's going on? A lot and nothing all at the same time. The girls have started dance again so of course I'm at the Rec Center every day for some length of time. Chelsea is taking ballet, pointe, tap and jazz as well as being a student choreographer and a dance demonstrator. That's keeping her way busy. Myrena is taking ballet, tap and jazz and also playing field hockey right now. She's loving both. I always thought she'd be a sporty kid. She's always on the move doing something and it very rarely involves sitting inside. At the same time she always has to have someone to play "with". She is not a kid that entertains herself well. As soon as she's up, she's looking for someone to play with.

Chelsea is enjoying high school for the most part. She's discovering things about some of her friends that are distressing to her. Last night she discovered that all the people she tried to talk to on the phone were at a party. A party she didn't know about so obviously had not been included. She was a bit bummed about that but we went out to eat and had a fun time laughing at all the people that were staring at her. And she didn't even look strange last night...not really. I mean, her hair is pink and black, but she was wearing a black tshirt that looked like it had a string of pearls on it. Not way out there. She had on skinny jeans and pink converse...and a white belt around her hips. I didn't think that was so out there. But there was a man and woman of about mid thirties that just kept staring at her, blatantly staring at her. They were way preppy though so maybe that was it. Then there were two "surfer" looking girls that kept looking at her, not in a mean way, they just kept looking over at her. Chelsea is such a goof. When she noticed them looking at her she started "fluffing" her hair like some movie star. Goober! We had a giggle about that.

Aaron has not been doing much. He's not motivated to do anything so I think I'm going to have to motivate him myself. He's going to either go to school, or get a job. He cannot sit around my house for the rest of his life playing video games. It's not going to happen. So, I'm going to have to force the issue of driving and getting a job. He's not going to like me for it, but that's the way it's going to be.

I'm doing okay. I still am not happy with my schedule at work, and I'm watching for a better opening. I'm just so worried that people will be upset with me for leaving. I mean, I like the teachers I work with. (Oh, and Leish, OMG! I have to email you about something. ) I like the kids and I don't want the boss mad at me. But I hate when I'm doing right now. It's so ridiculous. Have you ever heard the phrase "if it isn't broken, don't fix it" well that applies here. We finally made AYP and now the whole of what was working, is moved all around. I could go on and on about this one but I won't. It aggravates me to no end.

Mark is working and traveling a lot so I don't see much of him. I'm feeling a little like a single mom without the worry of the bills and all that. I wish I had one day with no one around so I could totally clean my house and get it looking nice again. There is clutter everywhere and that's a drag.

Oh, this really bites. My camera is in the repair shop. I just got it in April. When I got it I noticed that it wasn't really centering the pictures like it should. I had to compensate a lot to get the picture where I wanted it. It looked like it was in the middle through the viewfinder, but not on the picture after you took it. Then when I took it to Ritz camera the guy there (Tony the butthead) tried to make me look like a fool saying that it seemed to be taking pictures just fine. I explained what was happening and he took a few shots, deleted a few, then took a few more and said, "No, it's taking pictures just fine see." then handed me the camera to look over his pics. Well, yeah, he already deleted the ones that were messed up then he took some more allowing for the difference. I knew what he'd done. I was getting angry with him and told him that I knew what the camera was doing and it had done it since I got it but that I was unfamiliar with dslr cameras so I thought maybe it was a quirk. After talking with others I realized that it shouldn't be that hard to take a picture with a camera like that and took it in to be replaced. He kept insisting that there was nothing wrong with the camera. A girl that was also working there heard him talking to me and came to look at the camera. She took some pictures and noticed it right away. Then Mr. Anal Bin Loudmouth decided to send the camera in for repair. I thought it shoudl be replaced since it had been doing it since the day I got it, but he insisted that it needed to go to repair shop. I had better not get it back with more issues than it had. I bought the extended warranty, thankfully. So, no taking pictures right now. *sigh* That's really hard because I take pictures of everything.

Okay, I need to go and pick my watch up at Sears (also had to be sent for repair). I missed that terribly since there were no clocks in the rooms at school for a while. That drove me nutso. ha ha Short trip, I'm half there already.

Okay, enough whining. I'm going to post some pics with this I guess. I'll see what I have.

Mark getting ready to blow out the candles on his 50th birthday cake. NOw, see, I'm holding the cake right? And he's going to be blowing toward me right? Well, right about this time I realized what a bad idea this was. The candles were melting and there were little puddles of wax all on the tops of them....and he blew on them. You can I'm sure guess what happened from there. Yup! I wore the wax! All over me from forehead to chest. Nice.

My sister and me at the Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio. We just thought the Icarus statue was way cool, and we were maybe trying to see what he had tucked up under that big feather in the front. Heh!

This cracks me up. All the girls doing the "rock n roll" sign with my stepdad. Too funny. He's a pretty quiet guy and so to get him to do this was quite an achievement. We tried to get him to do the peace thing but he wouldn't.

The most awesome grandma in the world. See that computer behind us? It's hers. She's a plugged in granny for sure.