Six Weird Things About Me

I'm juming on the bandwagon too. I have friends that say I'm more weird than normal. I guess this is probably going to prove they're right!

1) I cannot eat a Big Mac or most other burgers or sandwiches in the normal fashion (as in pick it up and take a bite out of it). I have always "dissected" my sandwiches. I'll take the top piece of bread (bun) off, eat the meat, take the pickles off and eat them one by one, savor the veggies (I love to load my sandwiches up with tons of veggies), and I save the cheese until almost the end (if it's a cold sandwich). The cheese, if there is any, is the last thing I eat before I eat the bread.

2) Everything in a stack must be in a double stack, and they must be even with each other. Towels, shirts, cookies, pancakes, coins...it doesn't matter. If it's stackable, there must be two even stacks.

3) I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue. Has to be a long stem, though.

4) I can only fall asleep on my left side.

5) I prefer to eat my ice cream in a bowl, covered with milk.

6) I cannot be in the same room with a spider. I loathe them. I detest them. I am afraid of them. VERY AFRAID. I have been known to wake people out of a sound sleep just to come kill a spider, even if it's not in the same room as I'm in (yes, as an adult). As a matter of fact, one of the ladies at church came over on Friday night becauseh there was a spider in the bathtub and I needed to pee, and my husband happened to be at work. I paced the floor the 3 minutes it took for her to get here...I kept imagining the spider was crawling all over my bathroom, spinning webs and making little spider babies. It's so bad that my husband can sing "Itsy Bitsy Spider" and lightly tickle me and I'll FLIP. I need help.

Freak. Now I've weirded myself out and I've got the creepy crawlies. Gotta go check the house for spiders.

INTRODUCING...

This, world, is Stephanie.


Stephanie, this is my world.

I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK Digital World...I'm still here

Contrary to popular belief, I'm still here! Work continues to be insane, taking up a huge portion of my time. Any other time is taken up with Demolition Boy. Just to show you how busy things are, here's what's happened since I last blogged:

1) My teacher's assistant was out for a week. That, in and of itself, makes life almost unbearable while it lasts. I get very little done when she's not there. In addition to the weeklong absence, she's also had several one day absences too. On a positive note, she has found a new position in the school district which will hopefully be a better fit for her, and she switches positions at the end of April. I'm just praying I get a new TA before the end of the school year.

2) We went to Utah. See previous entry for all the lovely details. I'm still tired from that trip!

3) I've started interviewing at different schools to move from Resource to Early Childhood Special Education. Translation: I'll be teaching preschool. I'm waiting to hear back on a position I interviewed for on Thursday.

4) We took Daniel to the audiologist last week to see what we need to do to get the ball rolling for speech therapy. Turns out Daniel has a 30% loss in one ear! The audiologist feels it's due to fluid behind the eardrum, so we've taken him into the pedi and he's now on a 2 week round of antibiotics. We go back in a few weeks, repeat the test, then go from there. Thanks to a MOF, I know just what tests to ask for!

5) Last, but not least, an truly amazing thing has happened in my family. We (as is my side of the family) have been reunited with a family member we haven't seen in 15 years. If I could do a digital happy dance, I would!!!

So what's been happening in your neck of the woods?

My Week: By The Numbers

1: The time we left on Saturday afternoon.
10: The number of hours it took us to drive the first 60 miles.
35: The number of miles we drove before breaking down (the first time).
3: The number of times we broke down on Saturday.
2: The number of seconds it takes to fully wake up in the middle of the night when you have a gagging toddler sleeping next to you (on Saturday night).
1: The number of white couches you are asleep on with your toddler at your sister-in-law's house.
6: The number of hours said toddler vomits.
4: The number of pajamas your toddler pukes on.
3: The number of blankets puked on.
2: The number of pillows that were in the wrong place at the wrong time during VomitFest 2006.
400: The number of miles driven without incident when we borrowed our in-law's car.
5: The number of days we actually had fun on vacation.
10(?): The number of friends you had lunch and/or dinner with while on vacation.
10 million: The estimated calorie count of said lunch and dinner, along with mom's cooking (including a wonderful cheesecake).