Kanan loves to dance. Last night his dance moves were cracking me up. And this was just his toy music. You should see him when I put on some hip-hop or rock. 🙂
Category Archives: Random
The Fear of Being a Starving Teacher–(am I serious or is this a satirical commentary?)
http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/10/03/california.loan/index.html?section=cnn_latest
If California doesn’t get its $7 billion loan, I will have two choices: work for free and hope oneday I get my money. In the meantime, sell my car (if I can), ask my parents to take care of Kanan and then get a ride home from my friend Al, who is a teacher but married to a rich woman who keeps getting richer because the poorer America gets, the more alcohol they drink, thus helping her winery—so I can take care of my son since my parents will have to go to work in the evenings….and thus will go my life.
Or
I can put all integrity aside and join in the race for survival by feeding the alcoholism that is increasing in this nation by going back to my old profession of cocktail waitress.
In the meantime…..is this really happening? Where am I?
Videos of Kanan
Kanan knows his anatomy!
Chasing bubbles after Barnes and Noble’s “story time.”
My Newest Favorite Band
What an awesome surprise to have heard Tenth Avenue North play as an opening band for Mercy Me this summer. Since then, I’ve been listening to their music and just feeling totally moved and inspired by their lyrics. This is my current favorite song by them. It is a Christian song and is a dialog between a person and God. So awesome.
Tenth Avenue North— “Times” I know I need YouI need to love You
I love to see You, but it’s been so long
I long to feel You
I feel this need for You
And I need to hear You, is that so wrong? Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Now You pull me near You
When we’re close, I fear You
Still I’m afraid to tell You, all that I’ve done
Are You done forgiving?
Oh can You look past my pretending?
Lord, I’m so tired of defending, what I’ve become
What have I become? Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. I hear You say,
“My love is over. It’s underneath.
It’s inside. It’s in between.
The times you doubt Me, when you can’t feel.
The times that you question, ‘Is this for real? ‘
The times you’re broken.
The times that you mend.
The times that you hate Me, and the times that you bend.
Well, My love is over, it’s underneath.
It’s inside, it’s in between.
These times you’re healing, and when your heart breaks.
The times that you feel like you’re falling from grace.
The times you’re hurting.
The times that you heal.
The times you go hungry, and are tempted to steal.
The times of confusion, in chaos and pain.
I’m there in your sorrow, under the weight of your shame.
I’m there through your heartache.
I’m there in the storm.
My love I will keep you, by My pow’r alone.
I don’t care where you fall, where you have been.
I’ll never forsake you, My love never ends.
It never ends.” Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
I Truly am Crooked
I laugh when I think of all the things crooked or lopsided about me. My chiropractor says everyone has a side. My right side is my gimpy side. All things crooked are on that side.
1. my second toe (makes a right turn and dubbed my nickname)
2. my hair (went to bed one night when I was 12 with straight hair and woke up the next morning with curly hair…..and stretch marks!)
3. my tongue (If I stick it out, it curves to the right!)
4. my back (Some people have an S, I have a C and guess where are the muscles tighten around the curve? You got it! The right. 🙂 )
5. my hips— (tilted and pivoted baby—hence the C-curve in my spine to compensate. )
6. my eyes –yep, my right one is a bit squinty when I focus or smile.
7. my ears— (my right ear sticks out a bit more—call me an elf or a monkey, but only on one side. 😛 )
8. my feet— can you believe that my right foot is an entire half-a-size larger than my left? It is!
9. my gut— (gah! After my cessarian section with Kanan, my gut got twisted. A colonoscopy actually diagnosed me with tortuous somethingorother. 😮 )
10. my pinky fingers! ( I swear I broke them both and don’t remember. They zigzag! )
So honestly, with all the crookedness going on in this body, one can guess while my thoughts can be so random as well. And don’t look at me too close, you might find that I’m nothing like what you saw at first glance.
My Little Boy
Our Latest Photo Changes—Flickr
I finally jumped on the bandwagon and joined Flickr. So I will not have to post links to photo streams into my blogs anymore. If you are interested in the latest photo streams just look to the right for thumbnails of 10 of the latest pics I’ve uploaded onto Flickr. You can click anyone to see it clearly and you can see more by clicking “more.” If you are truly obsessed with the latest pictures of Kanan (isn’t everybody? Oh yeah, I forget, I’m the mommy, of course I think everyone is obsessed even if it is just me) you can even subscribe to our photo feed on our flickr page. Our alias is crookedt. Now I wish I had that red easy button because wow, this is much easier!
Kanan, where is your choo-choo?
I discovered a week ago that Kanan can follow directions and find stuff when I ask him to. I was so excited about it that I pulled out the video camera to show off my son’s skills. Youtube is acting funny today so I’ll have to give you a link to the video I posted through picasa. The quality is not as good as youtube but you should still enjoy it. Also check out the video of Kanan playing with really strong magnets. He just loved them!
Click HERE for the Kanan, where is your choo-choo? video
Click HERE for Kanan playing with Magnets!
Teacher Layoffs in California
Teacher layoffs have been obstructing (to say the least) the lives of many teachers, and we have definitely had to share many of such layoffs in my school district. Our district alone had to cut 8 million dollars from next year’s budget. Simply reducing transportation services and offering early retirement wouldn’t put much of a dent into such a large number. One of our schools closed down. And some of my colleagues on my campus have been given their pink-slips. There are a lot of politics behind this and unfortunately, many are getting hurt because of the budget cuts—including our students. While I did not lose any sleep over the possibility of losing my job, the fear of such a possibility led me to spend sometime reevaluating my budget, deciding what I could cut out if things drastically changed. I decided I would sell my car—take the bus or the train to work. I would cancel my gym membership, put a hold on my student loans, make the minimum payment on my credit cards, etc. But most of all, I prayed. And He reminded me of the truth that what ever happened, it could be handled. I wouldn’t die. I wouldn’t be living in a box. And this comforted me.
Today, I talked with my department chair to find out if I should apply for a summer-school job to save money in the likelihood that I would be layed off. And I heard the sweet sound of “March 15th was the last day we could send out pinkslips for certificated staff. If you haven’t received one, you are safe.” I let out a deep breath and tried to contain my excitement in fear that someone nearby who had lost his or her job would have to witness my excitement. But indeed, I am happy and thankful for my job. I know there are many people right now from every field of work suffering because of the tremendous economic crisis our country is in. Teachers are not the only ones suffering from this as there are many factors influencing the economy and in effect, many ways jobs could be in jeopardy. I send my thoughts and prayers out to everyone else who is in a bind with work or money. And while I know it is easier to say when we have our jobs, I still hope that we can all be comforted with the fact that we have friends, family, and even a little government support to help us if it gets bad enough. And finally, I hope that it helps all of us take a closer look at the lifestyles we live. What are we spending our money on that is of little importance? I looked at my life and knew that as hard as it was—cars, clothes, eating out, cell phones, or gym memberships were not the worst things I could give up. I think most of us will have to reanalyze this part of our lives during the next couple of years. And by God’s grace, I pray not too many of us will have to worry about losing the more important facets of our life here on Earth—having a roof over our heads (even if it is a studio apartment in a bad neighborhood), food to eat, love, and health.


