Busy Week

My nights and days were all turned upside down while my azizam was here. We were up all night and down all day but with the start of the new school year, I have to be down all night and up all day. I moved my training to the morning, so I get up at 5, have my stuff packed and ready to go the night before and head off to the gym. 3 things are great about that 1. I get my workout over with in the a.m. and don't have to do it after and exhausting day 2. I beat hellacious morning traffic 3. The gym that I go to now is so posh it has all the things I need: shampoo, conditioner, soap, razors, shaving cream, blow dryers, flat irons, q-tips! The list goes on. I am really excited and nervous to meet my new students. I hope they are up to the challenge because I have a lot of hopes and dreams for their year. It aughta be a blast, especially since I am co-teaching with my friend DDV. I miss azizam terribly. Trying to avoid all the sappy movies on TV. Wishing you the best year ever....Mel!

Some People!

Some people just do NOT know how to take care of their children. Yes I am single, no I do not have any kids, but I have seen many children. Enough to know the difference between well behaved and ill behaved ones. Last night after knocking out the first 6 weeks of Senior lesson plans with DDV I was invited by her and her husband to visit an old friend that I met through them. We drove for an hour to Timbuktu and finally arrived at her very quaint 3 bedroom house that had stunning hardwood floors and a huge yard. The sun was setting, the cicadas were singing, and the children were screaming. I knew that I was going to visit a bunch of couples and that was ok since I have a significant other too, but what I was not prepared for were two obnoxious boys under the age of 6 having free range of the house. They fought, they cried, they stood on the new couch with dog shitted shoes, they ran into walls and doors because it seemed fun, they grabbed food off of other adults' plates, they bumped into my plate spilling food down the front of my shirt. All of this took place while their exasperated parents explained that they don't discipline the children because they want them to explore the world around them!!! Fuck that! I and about 7 other people had a horribly irritating experience while these two shit heads got to 'explore themselves.' This is the same mentality that my uncle has and it is just bull shit. What happens is they grow up without a sense of socialization and an unmerited sense of entitlement. They will have no work ethic or obligation to the community that they are a part of and will become an annoying drain on some teachers' years. If you have kids, make sure that they behave properly in front of company. Otherwise, don't bring them to a non-kid event just because you are too cheap to find a babysitter. You should have thought long and hard about how your life was going to be OVER the minute you had them BEFORE you had them. That is why I don't have them. Wishing you the best year ever...Mel

Visitor

My azizam came to visit me for four wonderful days. I hate that he had to move to LA and that I can't move with him. I hope that he is successful in his endeavours and that one day we can have a normal, non long-distance relationship again. He is the perfect guy for me. His pillow talk is amazing. All of the things that a partner is supposed to be, he is. We spent a lot of time at my home, but did make it down to CC to see my parents (meaning my mom and step day). My dad came back from Africa during the past week and came up to SA to meet his mom, my grandma, to unload some things from a storage shed that she wishes to move back into her home. I felt bad that I was unable to spend time with him because my azizam was here and I was fundraising for my 1/2 marathon, but he needs to be better at making PLANS. I can't just drop everything for him when he shows up unannounced and unexpectedly. My sister thinks that I am being a bitch for not making my azizam going to dinner with him and my grandma while they were in town, but they are backwoods hillbillies when it comes to 'who you should and should not date' and since my azizam is not the white, upper middle class, banker that they would want me to be with, I refused the invitation. I will not put my love through that. It was hard to say goodbye to him, but with plans for visiting him in LA in November, the goodbye was softened because it was not forever. I was a total slacker when it came to my training this week because he was here, but I will be back out there tomorrow, running and sweating. My bday is in July, but I had a dinner party celebration on the 10th of August because it was after payday and my baby was in town and I wanted all of my friends to meet him. It was a good turn out. I had about 20 people show up. In lieu of gifts, they donated to my marathon fundraiser so I have met my 25% goal. hopefully I can finish raising the whole amount before November. I certainly don't want to have to pay for the remainder of it out of my pocket. I have already donated almost $200 myself. School starts up again next week and I plan to meet with DDV to make some lesson plans. It should be sweet to be busy again. A summer without a trip to some exotic location is too long. Wishing you the best year ever, Mel.

Initial Blog

Wow! I can't believe that I am sharing my life with the world! I mean, I am not a very private person--I tell everyone I meet everything--but that is usually my choice. It is so weird to imagine that people I don't know and will never meet will see this and gain something from it. (It is a good thing that I have never been the controling type) But, it is also a way for my people to stay up to date with what is going on in my life. The reason that I titled my blog 'The Best Year Ever!' is because that is exactly what this is. I have a great life, great boyfriend, great friends, great job and I need to share my experiences to rub it in the faces of all those who have shitty lives. JUST KIDDING. Hopefully, those who are where I was can have hope that things will get better if they believe that they will. And how do we believe things will get better? By reading the stories of those whose lives have gotten better; whether it is a fairy tale, movie, novel, or autobiography. Well, I will get back at ya with what is going on in my life shortly. Wishing you the best year ever....Mel