This is a video that was shown in one of my classes to demonstrate the importance of being on the same page when talking to someone. It's long, but worth it:
13 years ago
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Travel...
I really wouldn't mind traveling right about now. My sister, Desiree, just let us know that she's going to Maui in March--as a babymoon (she's due in July). I also read on my sister-in-laws (Jen's) blog about their trip to Disneyland. I would LOVE to be able to go somewhere right about now. We haven't really gone on any trips in a couple years.
We want to go somewhere big and fun when we're both graduated before we have kids. Here's a list of what we would like to do:
Go on a cruise to the Caribbean or Mexico.
Go back to Florida where we went on our honeymoon.
Hawaii.
California--but not just hang out with my parents--no offense.
We also thought a while ago that it would be fun to go on a road/camping trip.
Oh, just imagine the warmth with the sun shining on you and the water running through your toes. Man, I'm getting stir crazy with all the snow we've gotten this year.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Snow is FUN!!!
Last week it snowed, again. It wasn't that bad/deep, but the roads happened to be a little slippery on my way to school at 7:30. Ugh. On my route, I have to go down a big hill (University Parkway towards the freeway). I was going down okay. I happened to pass an accident at an intersection--3 cars were involved. I also got honked at by a big truck because I was going too slow (don't worry, when he passed I gave him the hand--really, the whole hand, not just one finger--and I yelled at him "It's Freakin snowing!" in case he didn't know that's why I was going slow).
Anywho, on my way down I needed to slow, so I pressed on the brakes, lightly. I started sliding, so my California instinct told me to press on the brakes harder, and I started to slide some more, then brake some more, etc. That vicious cycle continued until my car made a clunking noise. When I pressed on the brakes one more time, they no longer felt the same. The brake pedal was REALLY hard to press down, didn't move as far in as it was supposed to, and wasn't slowing my car until the very last milimeter (really last second). I started thinking "Holy Crap!!! My brakes won't work!!!" I said that over and over until I made myself think of something to do. I rolled into the curb (thank goodness my car slowed before the clunking noise or I would have rolled over the curb and into the brick wall next to the sidewalk. And thank goodness I was next to the curb so I could roll into it instead of a car.) Aaaahhhh, good times.
It turns out all I had to do was turn off my car and then turn it back on and my brakes were good as new. My dad reminded me cars are just computers now and need to be rebooted sometimes. Stupid (technology) cars.
Anywho, on my way down I needed to slow, so I pressed on the brakes, lightly. I started sliding, so my California instinct told me to press on the brakes harder, and I started to slide some more, then brake some more, etc. That vicious cycle continued until my car made a clunking noise. When I pressed on the brakes one more time, they no longer felt the same. The brake pedal was REALLY hard to press down, didn't move as far in as it was supposed to, and wasn't slowing my car until the very last milimeter (really last second). I started thinking "Holy Crap!!! My brakes won't work!!!" I said that over and over until I made myself think of something to do. I rolled into the curb (thank goodness my car slowed before the clunking noise or I would have rolled over the curb and into the brick wall next to the sidewalk. And thank goodness I was next to the curb so I could roll into it instead of a car.) Aaaahhhh, good times.
It turns out all I had to do was turn off my car and then turn it back on and my brakes were good as new. My dad reminded me cars are just computers now and need to be rebooted sometimes. Stupid (technology) cars.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Guilty...
So, as my loving husband has now pointed out on his blog, I am not very consistent with this thing. I know all my loyal readers are just so anxious for updates, so my goal is to write at least once a week. (That's Mike's goal, so let's see who can keep up--teamwork, right?!?)
My last post was regarding special education, which is a concern for almost every new teacher going into the field. However, I have heard numerous times that the fear diminishes and will become void over time and through experience. I believe that. I am in a class right now that is called exceptional students and all we talk about is ways to be the best teacher for all of our students and how important it is for every child, regardless of physical and mental abilities, should receive the best education they are capable of receiving. It is my job to provide that and I am up to the challenge. And it will be difficult, but every day is, right?
So, this is my last semester of classes and then in the Fall I student teach. I'm excited to learn of my assignment, but I've heard some horror stories of students having to work with really bad teachers. I just have to wait and see. But in the mean time, I have to wait to find out what we'll be doing in the summer. Mike is trying and hoping to get an internship. We would like to go somewhere for that internship, like CA or ID and live with either my parents or his, but we won't know for a while. He's looking at ones around here too, but going somewhere else would be so much fun. AAAHHHH!!!! Why do I have to wait to find out what life will be like???
My last post was regarding special education, which is a concern for almost every new teacher going into the field. However, I have heard numerous times that the fear diminishes and will become void over time and through experience. I believe that. I am in a class right now that is called exceptional students and all we talk about is ways to be the best teacher for all of our students and how important it is for every child, regardless of physical and mental abilities, should receive the best education they are capable of receiving. It is my job to provide that and I am up to the challenge. And it will be difficult, but every day is, right?
So, this is my last semester of classes and then in the Fall I student teach. I'm excited to learn of my assignment, but I've heard some horror stories of students having to work with really bad teachers. I just have to wait and see. But in the mean time, I have to wait to find out what we'll be doing in the summer. Mike is trying and hoping to get an internship. We would like to go somewhere for that internship, like CA or ID and live with either my parents or his, but we won't know for a while. He's looking at ones around here too, but going somewhere else would be so much fun. AAAHHHH!!!! Why do I have to wait to find out what life will be like???
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