Two Ways to Look at Everything

Glass half full or half empty?  Both are correct, so what does it matter how you answer?


Two flat tires at 5:00 AM when I need to go to school.


I realized I had two flat tires before I left the neighborhood instead of getting two flat tires on the expressway.


As far as I can tell, one way of looking at things makes you a victim with horrible luck.  The other way helps you deal with a stinky situation without loosing your mind.  🙂  It’s hard to be the glass half full type of person all of the time, especially on days like this.  However, it is possible to recognize when you are getting too negative and adjust your thinking.  I pledge to be more aware of the way I am looking at things and try to adjust to the glass half full thinking, even this month, especially this month, when stress levels are high.

A completely fabricated slice of life…

BAM!  Jess slammed  down her box of Kellogg cereal.  “I’ve had it!  Of course you loose weight on this Special K diet, you aren’t eating anything!”  She ranted, “The kids are crazy and can’t focus.  It’s another indoor recess day and I can’t handle any more of this healthy junk on top of everything else.”

“Why don’t you go ask that Hostess delivery guy for some Ho Hos?” Jen joked pointing out the lunchroom window.  She really only noticed the truck because of the man in a muscle shirt unloading boxes.

“I prefer Ding Dong,” replied another teacher.

“Anything sugary sounds good right now,” commented another.

Then, without another word, as if a spell had been placed on them, all ten teachers jumped out of their seats and ran for the door.  Ignoring children in the hallway and any sort of self-control, they ran out the side door of the school and pounced on the truck and it’s driver.  Well, Jen took the driver, while the other sugar hungry, over stressed teachers started raiding the truck.

Cardboard was ripped open, small cakes were flying from one woman to the next.  A Twinke sailed across the truck, while Ding Dongs, Cupcakes were tossed here and there.  Quickly disappearing as soon as they left the plastic wrapping.  There may have even been a male’s shirt flying through the air?…

Long story short…there was a huge hullabaloo.  (Haha, never had a reason to use that word in writing before.)  The police were called, news reporters arrived, and ten very full woman, covered in chocolate and other sugary residue were carted off to the police station.  The school had to hire new teachers, but luckily there was so much television coverage, the cake company dropped all charges and paid each woman to be part of their new advertising campaign.  They never had to worry about money, or the stresses of standardized testing again…

Just plain grateful…

Our literacy coach has started an exciting new blogging club with some of our fourth and fifth graders.  Their assignment for this week was to create a post of five things they are thankful for and reading them encouraged me to write about everything I am grateful for.  After very little blogging since the beginning of the school year, I think I am ready to jump back in..

Dear Son,

I am so thankful to be your mother.  You make me proud each day by the choices you make and the amazing things you can accomplish at only eight.  As your birthday approaches, I am reminded of all of the wonderful moments we have had together in the last nine years.  I was terrified and excited when you came into this world, and I am still terrified of all the mistakes I might make in raising you.  However, each day I see what an amazing young person you are and I am encouraged and grateful.

Love always and forever,

Your Mommy

553242_809838410664_787109558554736052_nDear BFF,

Working with my best friend is truly an amazing experience.  I suppose that it would not work with every pair of friends, but you are one of a kind.  You are your own worst critic, but please believe me when I say that you are a superb teacher and person.  I am grateful for your support, your humor, and your understanding.

Every brunette needs a blonde best friend,

The Brunette

Dear Little Sis,20141125_220136

As a child, honestly, you were kind of evil.  You broke my glasses, bit me, and all around terrorized me for fun.  However, you have become a friend and confidant. I am so proud of the mother you have become, your boys are fantastic because of you.


Your Big Sis

Dear World,

I know that, although my life isn’t perfect, I am a very lucky lady.  In addition to the people mentioned above, I have a supporting, loving family.  I have phenomenal grandparents who I love and respect more than words can say.

My job, although stressful, is my passion.  Everyday, as children enter the building, I am confident that this is the career I was destined to choose.  There are days I cry and doubt that I can do it, but I realize I am lucky to have a job that I am passionate enough about to become so upset.

With a house over my head, food in the fridge, and Netflix on my iPAD, I am content.  Even more, I am just plain grateful…



Kindred Spirits

Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It’s splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.

– L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

For many years, I was convinced there was no one else like me.  I have never been in denial that I was weird, but I didn’t realize that there were other people out there just as weird as me.  In the last few years I have met many kindred spirits.

Tonight I am sitting on a couch with three other grown women, in the middle of a Dawson’s Creek marathon.  Lots of food, laughing, and no judgment.  I couldn’t be more excited to find out that Anne was right…

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