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So I finally found an app that will allow me to blog from my phone! Since it's so rare that I'm even on a real computer anymore, I may actually take the time to post. I'm two weeks into summer break and so far the only thing I have accomplished is reading 7 books! My house is only slightly cleaner and I have a list of stuff I want to do around the house. I have enjoyed being at home with Isaiah, so I can't really complain about anything else!


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Seriously?

Okay, now that the whole thing has blown over (I hope) it doesn't seem like that big of a deal. But it was a big deal to me. Last May for Mother's Day I had Isaiah's name tattooed on my foot along with a heart that is the same as my ring from James Avery (which is called A Mother's Love). So anyway, Meet the Teacher night was last Monday night and I thought it was a success. All of the parents seemed very nice and there didn't seem to be any issues. Well, Tuesday evening I get a call from my principal saying that one of the parents were offended by the fact that I had a tattoo on my foot and they wanted to know if it was allowed. I was asked to cover my tattoo because it was offensive to the parents and they didn't agree with having tattoos. Being that it is on my foot it is very difficult to cover unless wearing tennis shoes (they so do not go with cute professional outfits, even though tons of teachers wear them regardless). I did my best to cover it on Wednesday and Thursday, while doing some "investigating" with other teachers that I knew of who had tattoos. I even had my sister-in-law call the administration office to ask the superintendent if there was a policy on teachers having visible tattoos. As it turns out there is no policy and there are many, many other teachers who have tattoos on their feet or ankles. There is even a teacher who has a tattoo of a horseshoe on her neck at another elementary in Claremore. So anyway, I was trying to decide how to approach my principal in a nice manner, so as not to cause any trouble or try to be rebellious or disrespectful in any way. I'm a very non-confrontational person so I was thinking of putting it off until this week. After all, it was the first week of school and I know I was very busy trying to get used to a new group of students, a new curriculum, and a new grade. I didn't think it was a priority, other than the fact that it was bothering me. I suppose my principal must have realized that she was asking a lot of me to cover it with a band aid if I had to and decided that maybe she should check around to see what the other principals were doing about teachers with tattoos. As it turns out not another building had a policy saying that teachers tattoos had to be covered. My principal came down Thursday while I was in the middle of class and apologized, telling me that no other teacher was being told to cover a tattoo. So I can now freely wear my dress shoes and sandals without worrying about it. My biggest beef about the whole thing is I can understand if I had some offensive skull or dragon on my foot, but it is my son's name, something that is obviously very important to me and close to my heart. I knew when I had it done that it wasn't against the school district's rules. It very much hurt my feelings, and well... it still hurts a little. So, I have done all the complaining about it and I'm going to (as Tim says all the time) get better and not bitter. And seriously, does any of this really matter in the big scheme of things? It has nothing to do with how I teach!

More to come

Now that it's summer break and I'm not working (at school anyway)  I will most definitely have more time to blog!  Not that I really have that much to say, but it's fun to put pictures of Isaiah up and hope that people look at what a cute little man he is.  This is a picture from my first Mother's Day.  I don't think he could be any cuter!

I love this face!

Just thought I would share one of my favorite pictures of Isaiah right now!  I love his little face.

Never enough time...

Okay, so I realize it's been a little while since I've posted anything on here.  Isaiah is turning six months old this week and one would think that I would have adjusted to being a mommy, wife and teacher.  I have not!  I am having a difficult time finding the time to do everything that I want to do, need to do, and have to do.  For instance, instead of whining about not having enough time on here I should be doing a load of laundry or running the vacuum.  Thankfully when Tim is home he does a good job of entertaining Isaiah long enough for me to do these things.  I'm just feeling a little overwhelmed with the numerous things that come with being a responsible adult.  My house is in terrible disarray and needs some serious attention.  I have been pretty good about keeping up with laundry and dishes (that is a must for us to eat and wear clean clothes).  I feel slightly inadequate when I log onto Facebook and read people's comments about making all of these wonderful homemade dinners... Tim feels lucky when I make anything at all!  If it were up to me we would eat fast food every night just so I wouldn't have to clean up a kitchen afterward!  I should be enjoying the fact that I'm on Spring Break, but I keep thinking about the bathroom that needs to be repainted and the floor that needs to be retiled, the checkbook that needs to be balanced, the clothes that need to be folded, the tile that needs to be mopped (I can't even remember the last time I mopped and it shows!).  Then I feel guilty when I go to Lifegroup because I think surely I should have had time to read my Bible at least once during the week, but the truth is I don't even know where my Bible is!  Honestly, I have lost it!  I just feel like I am treading water, barely able to keep my head above the water at times.  So, now that I am done venting/complaining/whining/sharing, I'm off to go clean something just so I can sleep better tonight.

Feeling pretty proud

While I really should be cleaning up the house (especially because I'm skipping church for the 2nd week in a row), I'm messing around on the computer.  Just have to say that it's not rocket science and it's probably pretty simple for others, but I'm pretty pleased with myself for finally figuring out (or rather taking the time to read the directions) how to change the background on my blog!  Now I'm off to fold yet ANOTHER load of laundry.....