Friday, March 31, 2006

New blog alert

Okay, it's not a "new" blog, but it's new to US...and I am ordering ALL OF YOU (especially women) to go there immediately. Seriously, it's my new favorite blog. Freakin' hysterical. I'd still be reading it right now, except that I REALLY need to get ready for work.

I'll link it once I get home this evening.

Monday, March 27, 2006

Fighting back

Americans who believe that U.S. soldiers killed in combat deserve a dignified funeral and a time for family and friends to mourn in peace, can help make that possible. A Congressman drafted the legislation after attending the funeral of a Michigan soldier who died of combat wounds suffered in Iraq. Protestors attempted to disrupt the funeral by shouting vile and harassing slogans at the family and other mourners. (I've posted about one of these groups before, this insane "church" who believes that American soldiers deserve to die for defending a country with homosexuals, and who carry signs to the funeral with slogans such as "Thank God for IEDs".) The measure bans demonstrations at funerals in national cemeteries 60 minutes before, during, or 60 minutes after the service, and requires that any such protests must stay at least 500 feet from the funeral site.

For more information, visit .

To sign the petition, please go to

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Help support rednecks everywhere
No, I'm kidding. It's a good cause. Plus, who DOESN'T want their very own NASCAR pin? It's the perfect accessory for your wifebeater and trucker hat.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

My new theme song.

"Something's Gotta Give" - LeAnn Rimes

Jenny's got a job
A cat named Jake
31 candles on her birthday cake
Next year
(Oh, she) thought by now she'd have a man
(With) two car seats in a minivan
(But it still ain't here, hey, alright)

She been lookin' for Mr. Right so long
But all she found is Mr. Wrong
And that's the pits
She's drawn a line that she won't cross
Her and time are facin' off
She says somethin's gotta give


(Well,) somethin' gotta give me butterflies
Somethin' gotta make me feel alive
Yeah, somethin' gotta give me dreams at night
Somethin' gotta make me feel alright
I don't know where it is
Yeah, but somethin's gotta give
(Somethin' gotta give)

Friday night she had a date
Cell phone junkie
A half hour late
Yeah, that's the biz, baby

She's ridin' out this twist of fate
She's had all that she can take
She says somethin's gotta give

(Repeat Chorus)


I swear
There's got to be a 'meant to be' for me out there
Somewhere, some day
I'm gonna find someone, somehow, some way
Hey, hey yeah, alright, yeah

(Repeat 1st Verse)


She says somethin's gotta
Somethin's gotta
Somethin's gotta
I'm moving to Florida- who's coming with me?

Seriously, I'm REALLY thinking about it. I went to a job fair for one of the local districts this morning, and there are just SO many people competing for what amounts to a handful of available positions. There were a few people in line with me (it's like Cedar Point; you wait in line for an hour for a 4-minute ride) who are returning to Michigan after leaving for a year or two to gain experience in other states like Florida, North Carolina, etc. They all verified what I already know; there are a LOT of positions available in other parts of the country, particularly down South and out West.

Sure, I wouldn't know anyone and have any friends. But I could also drown my sorrows on the beaches. In November. Plus, I'd be tan and skinny (because I'd be able to work out outside ALL YEAR ROUND).

As we speak, I'm putting my resume up on Yes, it'd be scary as hell to pack up all of my stuff and start over in a new place without knowing anyone. But I've done it before (college, although that was only 3 hours away). And I've been talking for YEARS about wanting to get out of Michigan for a while and live somewhere else. Somewhere warm. Maybe this is the time for me to actually do it.

Of course, I'd feel a lot better if someone came with me. Missy? Nikki?

Saturday, March 11, 2006

March of Dimes walk.

On April 22, Nikki, Missy and I will be participating in the annual Walk America event for the March of Dimes. One of our nephews has cerebral palsy (he was born REALLY premature; not due till March but born in December, if I remember correctly) so we have a personal interest in this particular walk. Anyway, if you'd like to chip in a few dollars (every little bit helps, truly--my goal is over $200 this time), you can visit You can also visit that Walk America site to find a walk in your area.


Friday, March 10, 2006


Mom and Steve got in a car accident today.

In our driveway.

With each other.

That's all I have to say about that.
Back by popular demand

Another edition of "actual phrases that came out of my mouth."

You gotta love being a teacher of little kids.

"Shoes don't go in the microwave."

"I don't want to hear the word 'fart' any more today."

"We don't call our friends 'booty-heads.' "

And lastly...

"Put your pants back on!!" (I got a lot of questions about this one. One of my younger kids made a routine trip to the bathroom and, for some reason, thought it would be hysterical to come out drawer-less. For the record, we have bathrooms right in our classroom, so it's not like he was wandering down the hall half-nekkid.)

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Crappity crappity crap.

So Jen met a great guy who makes her happy--and, more importantly, makes her feel SANE AND NORMAL? It must be time for the other shoe to drop, naturally. (And those of you who know me know how rare that whole "sane and normal" part is, LOL. I'm not calling too much, emailing too much, looking ahead to the future too much, getting too clingy or emotional or ANYTHING. I'm just sitting back and enjoying the time we spend together, letting things develop at their own pace while still enjoying MY life and keeping up with MY interests. I don't plan my life around him, I merely fit him INTO it. Seriously, this is the most normal relationship I've ever been in. Which makes this whole next part that much suckier.)

For those of you who don't know, Tyson used to be in the Peace Corp, which means that he is able to go to grad school virtually for free. That federal program only applies to certain schools, however; and the closest one is Western Illinois U., a good six hours away. This past weekend, he drove out there to check it out--to look at the campus and the town and to learn more about this particular program he was interested in. It's something I've known about pretty much since the beginning, but, in New and Improved Jen Fashion, I've been trying not to think about it or worry about it too much till it actually HAPPENED, till I knew if I actually had something to worry about or not. He emailed me on Sunday (he had snuck into the computer lab) to say that so far he wasn't too impressed with the town itself but that he still had his official university tour on Monday. Well, he got back today....and here's the email I sent out (with, of course, my usual blog-related modifications, post-email changes, additonal thoughts, etc...okay, so it's not at ALL like the my original email). ;)

He called me tonight. Although he wasn't impressed by the town, he did like the tour of the campus, the people he talked to and the program itself. He still doesn't know if grad school is what he wants, though, or if he just wants to get out of radio in general. So he hasn't made a definite decision on the grad school thing yet. The bad news (for me) is that he hasn't ruled it out yet, either. He's applying, he said, but mostly just to keep his options open at this point in case he DOES decide to do it.

We had our first serious "us" talk tonight, and that part was really good. Basically, it was established that we're both pretty into each other, we aren't dating other people and we don't WANT to. We really enjoy the time we spend together and every date we have ends with us liking each other more. HOWEVER, I dont know what's going to happen if he decides to leave. We talked about that a little, about how LD relationships are incredibly hard even for established couples, let alone one who has been dating a relatively short time.

I told him that if we weren't going to try to carry it on after he left, that *I* wouldnt be able to date him until he DID leave....that I didn't see the point, frankly, in spending all that time with him, growing to like him even more, and then having it flat-out end in June (which is when he'd leave). As far as I was concerned ( I told him calmly and adultly), if we weren't going to carry this on after he left, then *I* wouldnt be able to date him until he DID leave....that I didn't see the point, frankly, in spending all that time with him, growing to like him even more, and then having it flat out end in June (which is when he'd leave). (I know myself well enough to know that I'd get way too emotionally involved and then be that muc more hurt when he left.) My bottom line, I explained rationally and thoughtfully (really, I did damn well) was that I've dated enough to know a good thing when I saw one, and that as far as I was concerned, I'd rather see HIM once a month than some other guy every day. He said that although he pretty much felt that same way about ME, he also knew that LDRs never worked for him in the past and he didn't know if he'd want to even try one again. I told him that I understood, that it would be hard enough to try to make a new, fledgling relationship work long-distance without his added stress of starting graduate school, etc.

Anyway, we left it at this: first things first, he has to decide if he's going to go or not. We're going to keep doing what we've been doing while he tries to sort all this out. I told him he has to decide if it's this particular line of WORK he wants to do (some kind of tourism thing) or if it's just a general CHANGE he's after. And that's what he doesn't know yet....if he's just excited about a change in general or about THIS SPECIFIC CHANGE. Then we hung up cuz he's getting sick and he had to go to bed.

I have to say (this is me again, not my email. I orginally had my email italicized but that kept screwing up the formatting of my whole blog for some reason) that I'm really proud with the way I'm approaching this whole thing. As much as I want him to stay, I'm also being as objective as possible when I talk to him about it. I told him that relationship aside, I was also his FRIEND, and I wanted him to reach the decision that was best for HIM. And I really do. I want him to be happy. And if that means grad school in Illinois...then yeah, that would suck, and frankly, I'd be pretty crushed, especially after our talk tonight, when, ironically, I feel closer to him and more "couple" like than ever before. Okay, back to the email.

Sooooooo....I dont know, guys. Especially after this conversation, I'd be walking on air normally cuz we both really like each other and this could really be something....which makes me even sadder that he might be leaving and, if he is, it may mean the end of "us". And it sucks that we have to talk about ANY of this after like 6 weeks. The timing is just horrible. He said something about that tonight, how if we hadn't just met, if this relationship wasn't so new, it would be a whole different story (as far as continuing this thing if he DOES end up going).

So we'll see.

On a somewhat related note, it's been two weeks today since I quit smoking, and although I've slipped up here and there, I'm choosing to focus on the hundreds (literally) of cigarettes that I HAVEN'T smoked in that time frame as opposed to the 7 or so that I have.