But You Can Call Me Miss

Wordless Wednesday: Transformation

2009-05-13T20:45:00.004-05:00

With EVERYTHING I own in the living room...

With NOTHING in it preparing for carpet...

TaDa!! Brand New Carpet!!

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Monday Meme-Mandology

2009-05-11T00:00:00.000-05:00

I know I have been skimping a little, but I am currently up to my eyeballs in home renovation. Hopefully things will go back to normal around here soon!

FOOD-OLOGY

What is your salad dressing of choice?
Ranch

What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?
Texas Roadhouse

What food could you eat for 2 weeks straight and not get sick of?
banana cheerios

What are your pizza toppings of choice?
sausage

TECHNOLOGY

How many television sets are in your house?
3

What color cell phone do you have?
silver

BIOLOGY

Are you right-handed or left-handed?
right

Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
umm no

What is the last heavy item you lifted?
a ton of stuff, I've been renovating. ugh.

Have you ever been knocked unconscious?
no

BULL-ONY-OLOGY

If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
I don't think so

If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
hmm. I guess I wouldn't

Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?
well maybe

DUMBOLOGY

How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
a shitton. and that is a lot.

Last time you had a run-in with the cops?
eh, I'm a good girl

Last person you talked to?
my dad.

Last person you hugged?
my dad.

FAVORITOLOGY

Season?
Summer

Holiday?
Fourth of July

Day of the week?
Friday

Month?
June

CURRENTOLOGY

Missing someone?
sure

Mood?
worn out.

What are you listening to?
Daisy of Love

Worrying about?
getting everything done

RANDOMOLOGY

First place you went to this morning?
church

What's the last movie you saw?
Baby Mama

Do you smile often?
all the time

QUESTIONS

Do you always answer your phone?
no

It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?
gab

If you could change your eye color what would it be?
blue

What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?
i dont even know where a sonic is

Do you own a digital camera?
yes

Have you ever had a pet fish?
several. my step mom used to replace them when they died. I was twelve :)

Favorite Christmas song?
Silver Bells

What's on your wish list for your birthday?
a new bed

Can you do push ups?
sure

Can you do a chin up?
eh

Does the future make you more nervous or excited?
both

Do you have any saved texts?
no

Ever been in a car wreck?
yes

Do you have an accent?
according to Fab

What is the last song that made you cry?
i can't remember

Plans tonight?
sleeping on the couch. My bed is in the garage.

Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?
not rock bottom, but close

Name 3 things you bought in the last week.
paint, drinks, cabinet pulls

Have you ever been given roses?
yes

Current worry?
having enough time to get everything done this week.

Current hate right now?
carpet padding.

Met someone who changed your life?
yes

How did you bring in the New Year?
with friends in Newton

What song represents you?
My Life Would Suck Without You

What were you doing 12 AM last night?
Watching fights with C

What's the best thing that happened to you lately?
I got a cool scholarship that will pay for my masters degree :)

If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?
somewhere warm

What book are you reading right now?
Tuesdays With Morrie for school

Wordless Wednesday: Sharing Boyfriends

2009-05-06T17:29:00.001-05:00

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Monday Meme: Random

2009-05-04T00:00:00.000-05:00

Who was your last text message from?
Fabbie

Do you and this person have a good relationship?
of course. She is my BGFF. Best German Friend Forever :)

Have you ever gotten butterflies from someone?
I love that feeling.

If the last person you kissed saw you kissing someone else right now, what would their reaction be?
I would hope he would punch him, but I have no real reason to believe that

Where were you at 7:17PM last night?
recital

Besides this, what are you doing right now?
eating supper

Will you be up before 7AM tomorrow?
yes. I will! maybe...

What is something you disliked about your day?
Painting the bathroom.

What are you listening to?
HOUSE

Did you wake up in the middle of the night last night?
I don't think so

Is it easy for someone to make you smile/laugh?
sure. I like to think that I am a happy person.

Did you have a dream last night?
a very weird dream. let's say Charleston, older man, position analysis, car trouble...

Did you get anything off your chest today?
no. I thought about what I would like to put there. Would it be a bad idea to get a discount boob job?

What are you thinking about right now?
finding a birth control pill that aids in weight loss... well, you asked!

Last place you hugged someone and who?
last night with my girlies

Is there anything stressing you out currently?
yes. I've decided to ride it out a little longer, then make a quick decision.

Do you remember what you were like a year ago?
a lot like this, I think

Who are you missing the most right now?
hmm. Actually, I'm kinda digging being by myself today

Who was the first person you talked to today?
Andy

What are you NOT looking forward to?
the end of school

Are you a forgiving person?
I believe so.

Do you wish on 11:11?
I take every opportunity to wish

Do you hate the last girl you had a conversation with?
no. I love my mom.

If your ex called you right now, would you answer?
depends on which one

What is something that you're looking forward to?
SUMMER

Do you have any plans for tomorrow?
work

Do you wish you were with someone somewhere else right now?
I wish I was with Hugh Jackman on a nude beach :)

Do you have an older brother?
no

Think back to the last person you held hands with, would you kiss them?
Tatie Tot? of course :)

Are you wearing socks?
nope

Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?
I love it

Have you ever kissed anyone whose name started with a D or T?
Yes. T.

Relationship status: Single? Taken? Complicated?
Single and ready to mingle

Is it easy for others to make you feel awkward?
no

When someone says "we need to talk", what goes through your head?
oh shit

Do you need to say anything to someone?
maybe

Do you know anyone named Trevor?
A former student that thinks I'm a cougar.

How many people of the opostie sex do you trust?
a handful

Are you friends with someone who's older than you?
i am

In the past week, have you felt stupid?
a couple times

Were you happy when you woke up today?
i was. It is nice to just wake up with no alarm or reason

Do you ever leave messages on people's answering machines?
occasionally

Are there any stressful situations in your life?
Yes. But I think I am making it stressful.

It Always Come Back to This

2009-05-03T15:50:00.003-05:00

No one in the world has ever, or will ever, love me as much as my grandmother. This is sometimes a depressing thought, to know that the greatest love of my life is gone. Usually, however, I know how blessed I was and am to have such an awesome woman in my life. She died nearly ten years ago, and I miss her every single day of my life.

Yesterday, I went to a funeral. I hate funerals. I realize it is stupid to say that. After all, even my BBFF the funeral director doesn't have love for funerals. But the first funeral I ever really remember going to was for Grandma Bonnie. She did not look natural or any of the things they tell you. She looked empty. And from that day on, I have never approached another casket. I hope to keep that record. Because every time I even think about it, I relive that day.

It was July 17th, 2000, the first day of the Richland County Fair. I had to work at Spieth's that day, and I was very busy as it was Pageant night and we all had our barking orders. I went to pick up our lunch at Taco Bell, and I saw Grandma Bonnie driving. She greeted me with a warm smile and wave. Had I known that would be the last time I would see her alive, I would have jumped the curb and told her everything she meant to me. But very few people get that chance.

I went about my day, argued with her on the phone about eating before or after the pageant, and, of course, lost. After work, I buzzed over to her house for one of her lovingly dry hamburgers and oven baked onion rings. This moment would change my life forever.

There was an ambulance in the drive. Grandma was on the floor. I ran to her and threw myself on top of her. I begged her to come back to me. I told her how much I loved her. The EMT's made me leave so they could continue to try to help her.

As they loaded her in the ambulance my uncle, a police officer, arrived to drive Adam and I to the hospital. She died not long after we arrived at the hospital, but truly she was gone before she ever left the house. Her heart skipped a beat, as it had done so many times before, but this time it never recovered its rhythm.

This was the first, and I pray the last, nervous breakdown I experienced. I cried uncontrollably and asked anyone and everyone who would listen if she knew that I loved her. I couldn't breathe. I could not imagine my life without her. She was my rock. I couldn't go on without her.

My parents have been divorced for as long as I remember. Luckily for me, they have always gotten along. Far from fighting each other for our affection, they were overly accommodating. Both wanted to support me, but neither wanted to push the other out. I had never felt more alone in my life.

Sometimes, the universe aligns in ways that cannot be explained in any way other than divine intervention. As I was literally breaking down in the hallway on the first floor, another tragedy was happening upstairs. My theater family was attending to an injured friend. Just when I needed someone to hold me up, emotionally and physically, they were there for me.

I was blessed to have my theater family in my life on that day, and I have been blessed to experience many things, laughter and tears, with them since then. I lost the most important woman in my life, but gained a bond that has given me strength to face many adversities.

My only hope is that someday, someone in the world can love me one millionth as much as she did, and that I can find this love to give in return.

Come Hell or High Water!!

2009-04-29T18:36:00.005-05:00

It is time for another installment of German Stories. Woohoo. I know you are excited.

This one happened last spring, and as the sun begins to shine more and the weather begins to warm, I remember our first voyage together onto the open water.

I ALSO think of this story in the midst of tornadoes and tree huggers.

Don't We Look Like We are Having Fun!

Anyway, it was early spring and F and I decided that we would take out a friend's paddle boat for a little exercise and fresh air. We boarded the paddle boat and decided we would paddle with the current as a warm up and then against the current on the way back. Seems logical.

Well, peddling this little boat turned out to be a little more than we bargained for.

We (I should say I) peddled for a while before realizing that we were traveling at a speed that was far beyond our peddling ability. Not only that, but we were really far away from where we started. REALLY far away.

F immediately thinks we are going to die. Logically, I begin frantically peddling. F begins trying to light her cigarette.

"Quit peddling, damn it, and help me light this cigarette!"

As soon as I quit peddling to shield F's cigarette, I realized our problem. There were wind advisories out all over our area. It was officially the windiest day of the year.

I was sure I was going to have to swim for it. F was trying to figure out how to protect her "handy" from the water. Her plan was just to wait it out and eventually we would end up at the beginning. Only problem was we were not peddling along the lazy river at Holiday World.

I called the friend that had lent us the boat and asked "hypothetically" if we were being blown around the lake with no possible hope of survival what one would "hypothetically" do in this situation. After laughing at me, she sent her husband.

"Can you go find the girls. They are lost on the lake and can't peddle back."

He laughed more than his fair share too, I'm sure, but regardless, the coastguard was on the way.

Eventually, with a great effort on my part and a not so great effort on the part of my dear friend, F, we managed to steer our vessel into an inlet. Safe at least from the billowing wind, we manage to move our boat next to the shore and a tree. F grabs the tree and holds on for dear life. Come Hell of High Water, we were getting back on shore!

Finally, the coastguard found us significantly past where we anticipated being and helped us to shore. Our legs were jelly from the peddling and our appearance disheveled by the blasting gusts, but at least we were on dry land.

This summer, my mom bought a pontoon boat. With a motor. And I will NOT let F drive!

Wordless Wednesday: Queen of the Grill

2009-04-29T07:06:00.002-05:00

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Monday Meme: 8 Things

2009-04-27T17:26:00.005-05:00

8 Things I am Looking Forward To:
1. Summer
2. Seeing Topol
3. Summer
4. Possible Wicked
5. Summer
6. Hanging out on the boat
7. Summer!
8. Opening the Pool

8 Things I Did Yesterday:
1. Slept in
2. Had Lunch with C
3. Played Putt-Putt golf
4. Got TWO hole in ones
5. Had Dairy Dee Ice Cream
6. Graded papers
7. Grilled chicken for my supper this week
8. Watched tv with Fab

8 Things I Wish I Could Do:
1. Skip the last 3 weeks of school
2. Be finished with my masters
3. pay off all my bills
4. Lose weight by eating oreos
5. Have my home remodeling done
6. pay someone to clean my house
7. Quit worrying
8. Finish grading all my papers.

8 Shows I Watch:
1. HOUSE
2. The Office
3. Law and Order
4. NCIS
5. ANY...
6. ...VH1...
7. ......Reality...
8. .........Show ;)

Wordless Wednesday: Grammar

2009-04-22T20:36:00.000-05:00

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Let It Come In

2009-04-21T20:08:00.003-05:00

I'm preparing to teach Tuesdays with Morrie to my freshman class. I can be quite the sap sometimes (I blame my mother) and I found myself crying at my little sisters gymnastics class. I think that Morrie Schwartz has single-handedly and posthumously solved my life's problem.

"The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.

Let it come in.

We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, "love is the only rational act."

Love is the only rational act."

I need to digest this for a while. By all means, talk amongst yourself.

Dear Google-

2009-04-19T20:52:00.002-05:00

I'm not pregnant! I'm single. Quit patronizing me through your add-y ways!

Emotional Allergies: Self-Proclaimed Studs

2009-04-19T20:02:00.004-05:00

Well, let me preface this with saying that I am on a diet that I am intentionally not blogging about that causes me to eat right all week and then gives me a day to tame that craving. My current craving has been Reeses' blizzards. So...

I was standing in line at DQ (My window is broken. This causes me great distress, but helps keep me away from fast food.) To my left is a married man (you don't live 27 years as a single without being able to spot them) who is singing a hymn to himself. Then he glances over and gives me a grin. I don't know what it was about my sweat-pant clad frame that made him think I would be turned on by either a) the singing or b) the religious card, but I was less than impressed.

Still waiting, and now avoiding creepy Jesus freak, I look to right. This brand of married man is easier to spot, as he was traveling with his wife and children. He proceeds to make an off color joke about his "fudge sundae" and then shoots a questioning glance my direction. "Oh, I'm sorry, that was rude of me." Then he shoots Jesus freak's smile. (Maybe they are related.)

"It's fine," I mumble.

Don't get me wrong, I am not one of those girls who imagines guys hitting on her all the time. And I have nothing against Jesus or off color jokes. I like both in their own place. I'm just a little tired of the male gimmick.

Here's a clue: if you think to yourself, "She's gonna love this," then chances are I won't. Spare me the eye roll 8)

The "Friend" Zone

2009-04-18T11:24:00.000-05:00

I'm afraid I may have crossed over.

Let's digress. I am the QUEEN of "let's be friends." I use the line like my mantra, at least half of my good friends are guys, and I do typically enjoy being friends much more than I enjoy the tedious world of dating.

Then I was in a fun and mostly functional relationship for a little over a year. It was cool. It felt good, almost natural. But, for whatever reason, the relationship went the way of the Dodo. I wasn't ready to let go and move on. I tried to a little, but it just didn't feel right. Not long after we started hanging out "as friends."

Now what?

Has any relationship ever survived being friends? Can you pull yourself up by the boot straps and ever get back to the sweet spot again? Is that stupid analogy with the cow and the free milk really where 27 years of trying to be the best I can be has gotten me?

Well, shit.

Reason 7,934 I'm Glad to be Mimi and not Mommy

2009-04-12T23:44:00.002-05:00

Hunter just asked me how the couple on the movie got pregnant.

I said, "I don't know."

My work here is done. End Scene.

:D

Friday Fragments

2009-04-10T10:21:00.004-05:00

So I'm trying out one of SB's bloggy theme days. She enjoys "Friday Fragments" here.

The theory is that you will post here some "stuff" that isn't so important to make a post about it, but is important enough to mention. I am using it to try to jump start my blogging again. I've been a naughty blogger.

OK. #1. I have been having some crazy dreams. One night last week that I was on a ship (just finished Peter Pan) during intermission (again) and Andy and I had to take a little girl home (no idea on that one). Suddenly the ship started to tip, and a room full of workout machines started sliding toward me. Luckily, I've been working out, so I was able to fight off the attacking workout machines and save the little girl (I assume Andy was able to fend for himself). I had a weird one last night, too. But suffice it to say play-doh, Family Video, and sexcapades should not be blogged ;)

#2. My sister is 10. She got her own email address today. She will spend approximately the next 70 years getting junk mail and viagra offers. Sad day.

#3. I'm thinking about hiring a matchmaker. I obviously suck at it myself, and hey, it worked out for them...

Happy Easter!

A Night to Remember

2009-04-04T10:36:00.002-05:00

Picture it...

You are in a bar. It is crowded, so much so that you feel your breath being borrowed and returned by hundreds of college kids around you. The ice melts in your drink as you stare around aimlessly into the crowd. Is there someone here you know? Is there someone here that knows you? Your brain is unknowingly searching for someone you cannot even imagine yet.

And then it happens. Your eyes meet and suddenly all of the rest of the people become blurry. Does this happen in real life. It feels as though you have been staring at each other for hours before you can even consider breaking your glance. And suddenly breaking this glance makes you feel like your life may end when it does.

The only thing that could possibly make this any better is the fact that he appears to be moving closer. It doesn't feel like your feet are moving, but somehow the earth is propelling you too.

This angel, your other part, your new lifeblood stands before you, and you just smile intently into his eyes. Words might mar this perfect harmony that your souls are singing to each other without your mouths saying a word.

Has this ever happened to you?

Yeah, me neither ;)

Wordless Wednesday: Link It (Peter Pan)

2009-03-25T19:25:00.000-05:00

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Wordless Wednesday: Flyers Conference

2009-03-18T20:51:00.001-05:00

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Wordless Wednesday: Sneak Peak!!

2009-03-18T18:26:00.005-05:00

March 20-22, 26-28th
Olney Central College

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Break Down

2009-03-16T23:53:00.003-05:00

Today was not a good day. Oh, it started out alright for a Monday. School was nothing too bad. I'm sick, and tired. But overall, everything went alright. I came home straight after school to take a nap because I was feeling so icky. I woke up and took a shower, and then the shit hit the fan. Or rather, my laundry.

Now, of course, that was not entirely true. But for some stupid reason my plumbing randomly empties into the laundry room sometimes. Today, I had most things I own separated into loads in front of my machine. I had five minutes to get to rehearsal. I was sick. I was tired. And now all of my clothes and carpet were floating in rusty water.

And suddenly I remembered that I miss my friends.
And that I would give anything to have my grandparents back.
And that my relationship is stuck between a rock and a hard place that will probably not work out.
And that I may never find someone who really loves me.
And that my cat was run over a few weeks back.
And that I hate the new facebook.
And that my brother doesn't like me much anymore.
And that I will probably always have to take out my own trash, change my own light bulbs, and clean up my own floods.

And I cried. And cried. And cried.

And I called my dad.

And then he came over and I cried some more.

I hate those days when my tough and independent female reminds me that I am nothing but a little girl in a big girl world.

So I'm calling in sick tomorrow, trying to feel better and save my wardrobe. Maybe I can even salvage some shred of my dignity and sanity while I'm at it.

10 is the new 30!

2009-03-15T20:59:00.010-05:00

The year was 1998. It was the summer after my sophomore year in high school. My best friend, Andy, and I were enjoying some Jeopardy on the couch. My mother was somewhat recently married to her third husband, my current step-father, Jim.

{Now, Andy says that there was a group shower before my memory picks up. I do not remember this, but I do HATE the idea of couples showering. Perhaps there is a reason for that...}

Regardless, this is where our story picks up. Mom calls me (and Andy, he was and is part of the family) into the kitchen. Andy whispers to me, "I bet she is pregnant." I slapped him and went to the kitchen.

SHE WAS!

I was 16 years old. Are you kidding me? I was not thrilled. I was not totally sold on the whole new step-dad idea yet anyway, and now a baby. Jeezus Beezus.

Well, once she was here, I was hooked. She was a beautiful baby, of course. She was a hoot as a kid. I remember one time when my friend Christina and I were laying in front of the tv eating chips and dip. Hunter, not even two at the time, joined us, mimicked our poses, and stuck her arm nearly elbow deep in the chip dip. She has always been going on 30!

Another time that makes me chuckle out loud was when Hunter found the hose from the vacuum and brought it to me. I gave her one end and took the other. "Heellllooo" I said. And she laughed. And laughed. And laughed. We did this same thing for hours that evening. What fun kids can be :)

Since then I have had the best time being her "Mimi." I wasn't sure about her when she arrived, but I can't imagine my life without her. Se gives the best advice. She is totally real with me. She tells me when jeans make my butt look fat and when that boy is totally not worth my tears. She is truly my very best friend. Happy 10th Birthday, Hunter!

Wordless Wednesday: The Queen of Wishful Thinking

2009-03-10T22:26:00.002-05:00

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Monday Meme: High School Memories

2009-03-09T17:10:00.004-05:00

1. Did you date someone from your school? I think that the word "date" would be a strong word.

2. Did you marry someone from your high school? Not yet anyway

3. Did you car pool to school?My mom took me until I got my license, then I drove Adam

4. What kind of car did you have? I had an '89 Ford Probe and a Cavalier.

5. What kind of car do you have now? A BeetleBug

6. It's Friday night...where were you? at home watching a movie or at rehearsal

7. It's Friday night...where are you? (now) the gyp or rehearsal

8. What kind of job did you have in high school? I worked at Houchin's TV and Appliance and Spieth Photography. At Houchins I cleaned appliances that had never been used. At Spieths I did lots of stuff :)

9. What kind of job do you do now? I teach English

10. Were you a party animal? Far from it

11. Were you considered a flirt? I don't think so. Maybe a little.

12. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? I was in choir at 7 am!!

13. Were you a nerd? I got good grades, but far from a nerd.

14. Did you get suspended or expelled? The first time I was ever in detention was when I had duty my first year of teaching

15. Can you sing the fight song? Yep. And I do often.

16. Who was/were your favorite teacher(s) in high school? Mrs. Frazier, Mr. Cartmill

17. Where did you sit during lunch? Little Egypt :) or wherever once I got my license

18. What was your school's full name? East Richland High School

19. When did you graduate? 2000

20.What was your school mascot? Tigers

21. If you could go back and do it again, would you? sometimes I feel like I do every day.

22. Did you have fun at Prom? yeah sure

23. Do you still talk to the person you went to Prom with? From time to time.

24. Are you planning on going to your next reunion? I doubt it

25. Do you still talk to people from school? Most of the ones I was close to, and a few that I wasn't so close to at the time

Love Letters

2009-03-07T16:23:00.007-06:00

I've been spending the day cleaning out my spare bedroom so I can get some new carpet. I found a box of random stuff from college. Typically, I just move boxes like this, as I hate to go through stuff, but I am trying to do a deep clean, so I decided to go through it.

Along with some Shakespearean essays (I attest that I am brilliant) I found some old love letters. Cards and cards and cards from my former finance. This, with the combination of several romantic comedies I have watched today, has left me all but in a puddle of self loathing.

I opened a plain white envelope and little slips of paper littered my floor. This is what they say..

I love you....

because you care
because of all the stuff you've done for me
because of your pretty dimples
because you treat me right
because you're funny
because you come to see me
because you have such nice lips
because I love to sleep next to you
because we need each other
because I like to hold your hand
because you are so nice
because you let me hold you
because you're fun to be with
because you call me
because you love me
because you're just so darn cute
because you let me talk to you about stuff only I'm interested in
because you have such a great personality
because you let me come see you
because you make me, me
because of your sexy legs
because I can still feel your love from so far away
because you put up with me
because of your laugh
because you're pretty
because of reasons I shouldn't write here
(you know what I'm sayin?)
because it's impossible not to!
because you make me feel good
because you let me call you
because you always help me when I need it
because you have such pretty eyes
because you seem to know right when I need you
because you're the best girl EVER
because you're great for me. period.
because you have saved my life
because you make me like who I am
because you appreciate me
because you're so freakin' lame sometimes
because you kiss so well
because you have such pretty hair
because you're so cute when you're mad

Is it possible to love like this in the adult world?

Because I'm starting to believe this type of love only exists in fairy tales and my college memories.

Trichotillomania

2009-03-07T12:32:00.004-06:00

I sound a little bitchy, even to myself, but I don't think the people in my life appreciate me very much these days. And so since I am sure to be the only one who pours over my writing, I'm going to gripe a little. If you aren't in the mood for a pity party, please be dismissed.

I work a full-time job as a teacher. Technically, I work 40 hours a week. Then again, if any of you know about the true life of a teacher, you understand this is a vast underestimate. Not to mention that next week is finals week. But let's be conservative and say 40 hours.

Then at the school I am working on Pow-Wow, a nostalgic variety show the kids perform in April. This isn't a paid position, but it is important to the kids. We rehearse about 5-10 hours a week. That doesn't include prep work and the like, but again, let's be conservative.

I have recently taken on a second job as well, to help pay for the things I need and want. I am pursuing a Master's degree and want to be able to carry my own weight financially. I have a sideline dream to be mostly debt free by thirty. It is lofty, but I'm trying. This job is supposed to take 20 hours a week.

Then, of course, the Master's classes. I'm taking two every semester. I would say overall time commitment is about 8-10 hours a week.

Finally, a little business and pleasure, the musical at our local community college. I didn't plan to do it, but circumstances found me here. It pays about 15 cents an hour. Approximately. It takes 12-20 hours a week.

So, not a math major, but let's see...

40+ (5 to 10) + 20 + (8 to 10) + (12 to 20) = 85 to 100 hours of work and or civic commitments a week.

Oh, and did I mention I'm redecorating and recarpeting my house.

Oh, and I'm single, so I'm trying to date. Yeah, there's that.

Ok, I'll play the show you mine, you show me yours. Sorry, if I'm a little on edge. Sorry if I don't have time for tea or get a little miffed when I get stood up or my time wasted.

Truly very, very sorry.