Sunday, January 24, 2010

Just an Update (that pretty much turns out to be my life story -- haha)!

Okay.  No pictures this time.  Sorry.

Today I wanted to update the blog and was totally not going to do it once I realized I had no pictures.  But I had to remind myself that my blog is not just for pictures.  Because I those of you who visit the blog care what I have to SAY... No?

But seriously, I haven't touched my camera since last weekend.  If you follow me on Twitter, you'll, every once in a while, catch a pic I've snapped with my phone.

Anyway, we haven't been up to much.  These past two weeks at work have been great as usual.  Not sure I've ever just flat out said this on the blog, but I LOVE MY JOB as a teacher.  Sure there are days when I watch the clock.  But I can honestly say those are few and far between. 

I remember wanting to be a teacher as a kid.  I remember making my cousins "play school" with me.  Then I got to high school and was undecided on a career -- I wanted to be everything from a nurse to something in criminal justice.  That criminal justice thing followed me to college and it's what I declared as my major.  I graduated high school in 2000, when the technological boom was crazy.  Shortly after getting to college and researching career outlooks and things like that, I thought it was sort of crazy to NOT major in something technology-related.  So I changed my major to Computer Information Systems.  Probably the best decision I made as a stupid, young adult.  I never considered teaching at that point.  It seemed "boring" compared to what was going on in the world.  Plus, I liked a challenge, and I always thought the school of education would be "too easy." 

Well, anyway, I went off into this major of Computer Information Systems, and realized that it dealt with more of the "business" side of technology.  There was a separate major for Computer Science.  You know, for the REALLY smart people. :-)  Anyway, I loved every minute of it -- all of my marketing and finance classes that came along with it (Hated accounting.  A lot.).  I was SO excited about graduating and going out into the real world!  I always thought I'd be in Atlanta working for Coca-Cola or another large company - doing my thang.  I just knew that's what would happen because (not to toot my own horn) I'd always been sort of a stand-out kid.  I was blessed to be able to do well in a lot of things.

Well, I graduated, and of course I didn't find a job as quickly as I always imagined I would.  Actually, I don't remember even looking as hard as I thought I would because I was contemplating going right into grad school to get my MBA.  I never even applied to Coca-Cola.  But I did contemplate going to Atlanta for Emory, one of the top MBA programs in the Southeast (wasn't brave enough to try anything outside the Southeast.  Wasn't even brave enough to take an internship I was offered in Chicago after my sophomore year.  But that's a story for another day.)  So, before I knew it, I decided to stay in 'Bama.  I just happened to be in love and knew I would be happier near my honey (not a day has gone by, either, that I've regretted ANY of these decisions.  Read on to see why.).

So, my honey was a Graduate Assistant for Alabama Football, so it only made sense to apply to the MBA program at the University of Alabama.  I quickly got my application, essay, and letters of recommendations together.  I knew it was going to be a challenge getting in since the program only took about 60 new students per year.  And I had a few things going against me as far as what was required to get in the program, but I was pretty much used to getting anything I applied for (can you tell my ego was THIS BIG).  And I actually thought I had a sliver of chance.  Well, um, not this time.  Nope.  Got that rejection letter quickly.  It humbled my little butt, too.  I wasn't used to being rejected.  I quickly got over it, though -- I knew I couldn't change it, and I  knew I had to do SOMETHING.  So I applied to the MBA program at Auburn University Montgomery (not to be confused with Auburn University, which I later DID get a masters degree from...read on...). It's program wasn't as competitive, so I got in there and started their MBA program.  In the meantime, I snabbed a full-time job at a medical supply company.  The pay was more than I'd ever made, so I was happy.  'Til I realized I was bored.  Like REALLY bored.  My job was probably more a marketing job (which I always thought I'd like), and I was approaching some really nice traveling opportunities there.  But that sitting behind a desk thing for eight hours straight was driving me NUTS.  I was SO unhappy.

So after some soul-searching and all that other good stuff young people go through, I realized that maybe instead of getting an MBA (which was proving to be very easy 'cause I just loved the stuff), I would get a degree in education -- and maybe TEACH the stuff I love.  I knew it was a job where I wouldn't be behind a desk most of the time, I'd meet new people all the time, I'd have a little freedom in my "craft" and have summers off! :-)  So I went through the whole application process again -- letters of recommendation, standardize tests, etc.  -- and applied to Auburn University's Business Education program. (Many people have asked me why Auburn and not Alabama.  I would have done the program at Alabama if they HAD a business education program at the time.  Today they actually have a program very similar.)

Anyway, the rest is history.  About halfway through getting my degree in education, I got my first teaching job.  After my first year, I KNEW that I'd found gold.  I knew why God had taken me through all the other stuff to get there.  For instance, I'm so glad I majored in Computer Information Systems FIRST instead of doing just regular Business Education as an undergrad because there were so many things I could have missed. 

Anyway, I did NOT intend to bore you with half my life story there -- I guess I just wanted to show that I sort of fell into something I love.  Sort of like those actors on TV that say never intended to be an actor but was in the right place at the right time, blah, blah, blah. 

Anyway, I am just so thankful to be SO in love with my job.  I am NEVER bored.  My "work" changes all the time because of the nature of my subject area.  I work with 125 different teenagers every day who just happened to be great kids.  Sure, I've had those few that wanted to be less than great, but once you show them they can't ruffle your feathers (but you can ruffle theirs), they'll never give you another problem.  And unlike my old desk job, I AM ALWAYS in control of the environment.  Oh, and all the other stuff is just icing on the cake:  great benefits, every holiday off, summers off, etc.  Do I sound like a commercial for the college of education yet? 

Anyway, so, yeah.  I had a good week at work.

If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I went for a thyroid checkup this week. Quick backstory:  If you've ever see me in person, you've probably noticed the scar at the base of my neck.  Back in 2006, I began to lose weight, hair, patience (it makes you very irritable), and was eventually diagnosed with hyperthyroidism - which is basically a term that says your metabolism is going crazy and working overtime.  Well, mine was working some serious overtime, which resulted in me having to get my entire thyroid removed.  Well, when you remove your thyroid, your natural metabolism goes right along with it.  You virtually have no metabolism once it's gone.  Which means you'll have to be on medication for the rest of your life to replace it.  Hormone therapy is what they call it. 

Well, anyway, it takes a while to get it where it should be (it took over a year for me).  Then, I get pregnant exactly two years later, which, as to be expected, throws everything out of balance.  So here it is a year after having Morgan, and I'm still not where I should be.  This time, I'm to blame, though.  I completely forget to take my hormones.  Or I remember to take them when I take my birth control pill, which is not what you're supposed to do (it doesn't work as well -- the hormone, NOT the birth control! LOL)!  So, anyway, now I'll be at the freaking endocrinologist every six weeks again. I am GOING to do better because Morgan needs a healthy mama!

Speaking of healthy, I'm trying to make US healthier.  We've always gone to bed really late (DK and I), which is unhealthy is many ways.  Well, for the week, we've been going to bed before 10.  Which is HUGE for us. And just like expected, we FEEL better.  I'm taking this journey to "health" thing for us one step at a time.  I'm dusting off the ol' Wii Fit soon.  I even bought the Wii Fit Plus CD as an incentive (okay, okay, I REALLY bought it because it has an option where you can weigh your baby and stuff)...

Anyway, so what is Morgan up to? Oh, is that what you came for? Sorry!


She's just growing up. Her newest word is "stop." Wanna take a wild guess why? Yes, she's at the age where she's constantly into stuff, so I'm oftentimes saying "no" and "stop." So now whenever she gets into something, and I say, "Morgan!" she turns around and says "stop" very quickly. And then she walks away from whatever she's not supposed to be doing. Well, at least she gets it, right?

Anyway, as I was about to end this post, she woke up from a REALLY long nap (can't you tell by the length of this post? Ha!).  She slept right through lunch, so, of course I get up to fix her something to eat.  Well, it actually made me bring out the camera because she was doing some of her funny stuff...

Whenever I'm in the kitchen around food, the stove, or anything, I don't like her in there.  Basically, instead of buying baby gates and stuff, I block off rooms with things we already have -- like her big toys, her pack 'n play, and her high chair.  For a while, this worked.  Now she's getting around Mama's tricks.  Watch the little monster in action:











"Now where's my grub?"


Then she likes to go back out and do the same thing..




Just some candids...





Been in the laundry, of course...




Hope everyone's had a great weekend!  Have a good week!

And I'm posting this without proofing since we just decided to drive to Tuscaloosa to see Auntie Ash!  So please excuse any errors or anything I say crazy.  I'll probably cringe when I read this later...

On our way, Auntie Ash! :-)

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