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I'm laying here in bed on the Saturday night before Father's day and I'm kind of wishing I had planned a weekend trip like I did last year as a way to escape the reality of this weekend. Looking back on a blog I wrote in 2007 I made a comment about it being a hectic weekend because of accomodating all of the dads in my life. Boy, I would love to have that opportunity this year! You certainly never know when a holiday is the last one that you get to spend with a loved one. Make sure to give all the dads in your life some love this weekend. I'm so grateful I have my great husband and awesome father-in-law. Happy Father's day to them, my brother, Justin and my brother-in-law, Chuck! I love you all!
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Orange. It's the new "tan."

Since Father's day is upcoming I decided to blog a memory that I recalled this morning.  I recently posted on FB about a dream I had of my Daddy.  In my dream I could vividly recall every little detail about his looks, smells, behavior, etc.  I woke up just relieved that I haven't nor won't forget what he was like. 

This morning, I drove by Rooster's restaurant as I do sometimes several times daily and had a flashback. Spring/early summer 2007. Daddy was arriving back in town and needed me to pick him up from his truck yard.  I noticed when he sat in my car that his beard looked a little different but didn't think anymore about it.

Disclaimer:  Daddy was always trying home remedies (drinking vinegar and sometimes kerosene; daily doses of peroxide in his ears to turn the hair around his ears blonde).  With that said, there was no telling what he was "experimenting" with now.

Mom met us up at Rooster's for lunch and as we sat down at the table I started realizing that his face and beard had an orange tint.  I don't remember if I asked him about it or if he volunteered the information but he explained the discoloration to me very nonchalantly.

Apparently after a shower the day before he went to use some of my mom's lotion for his face because his skin was dry.  He didn't realize that it was her self tanner!  I laughed so hard because he really did not care if anyone saw him looking like an Oompa Loompa.  Nor did he bother trying to scrub it off...his face was moisturized: orange, streaky, and all!

I would give anything to call him for lunch today, Oompa Loompa or not. Memories aren't the same as having him but they'll have to do for now.

sextuple u?

Disclaimer:  If you didn't think I was a dork (not whale anatomy) before this blog you will after reading.

 

I've decided to share a conversation had a while back with my husband in the vehicle.  While listening to the radio there was an ad where the person was giving a web address.  Of course the person said "double-u, double-u, dot" missing the 3rd "double-u" which is one of my many pet peeves.  So what if I'm petty?  While expressing my annoyance with my husband I started to realize something.  Instead of saying "double-u, double-u, double-u" (www) can't we just say "sextuple-u" and it mean the same thing??  I mean that would technically be uuuuuu but if we're just tripling doubles can't we just say six or sextuple to make it easy?

I'm going back into hiding now.

el verano

It's official.

Summer.

*sigh*

A teacher's dream and a mom's biggest challenge.

I blogged here about plans for this summer and I felt the need to update since it is officially day 3.  Monday was a teacher work day so summer began for mi familia on Tuesday.  I'm sad to report that my day 1 was even lazier than I jokingly planned.  Even sadder is that I was just going to make hot dogs for lunch but my children insisted on ABCs and 123s. 

I did make up for it yesterday however.  Being as I told myself in the 2 weeks prior to the school year's end that I could just put off laundry til summer I caught up yesterday.  I hate despise loathe socks.  I think there is a special place in hell for murderers and child molesters where they have to pair socks for an eternity.

With that said, Wednesday (day 2) was spent on laundry and (finally) putting away winter clothes.  Oh, and I gave the bedrooms a nice clean and toy dumping.

Day 3 started at 6:45 with a blonde-haired, blue-eyed 18-month-old calling "Mama" from his crib.  No, it never works to put him in the bed with us because he just plays and practices ALL the words he knows.  Not to be put out by an early morning, this mama went for a walk/jog.  Unfortunately it's been about 3 weeks since I have even worn my tennis shoes that I did more walking than jogging.

Why, hello there, cup of joe.  Don't disappoint.

And the beat goes on...

Another school year under our belt.  And wow at what a year!  The last few weeks have been a whirlwind of excitement, preparations, and endings to some good times.  I have been working with my students on their Honors Day programs and I have to say I'm pretty excited for my 5th grade students and their performance.  I'll post more later.

Last week I went to Skylar and Caiden's field days and I made sure they both went with lots of spirit!  I was inspired by the Blue Man Crew so this is the result...

Unfortunately, the principal was not impressed and made him take off the face paint. :)  Still can't squash the Johnson spirit!  He did awesome!  His class came in 1st place overall with his own contributions of three 1st place and one 2nd place ribbon.  Makes a mama proud! 

Now onto Caiden...

We learned our lesson and decided not to go completely blue.  (Fortunately they were both blue this year.)  His class placed 3rd place overall with personal ribbons consisting of three 1st place, one 2nd place, and one 3rd place.

This mama is proud of her babies!!!

Have I mentioned how proud I am?  Ok, just checking!



Hot town, summer in the city!

ALAS! 

The end of the school year is upon us.  As a teacher I am elated, but as a mother that means that I still have to prepare lesson plans.  At this point my plans consist of:

• breakfast (yes, poptarts count) 
• TV time (Sesame Street and Spongebob)
• outside play time (mommy tanning time)
• lunch (canned ABCs and 123s)
• nap time (yes, they are going to let me sleep)
• snack time (Cheez-its anyone?)

• Daddy comes home and gives mommy a break.

I kid!  So I may have exaggerated just slightly.  I am working on a "meal plan" (*sigh*) so that we don't even have to think about commercially sealed and canned goodness.  (I will not let the microwave define me as a mother, I will not let the microwave define me as a mother, I will NOT let the microwave define me as a mother.)  Outside play time is only in the morning so we are OUT of the sun AKA heat, so no tanning for mommy.  (The cancerous ball of fire will make my skin more wrinkly anyway!)  Nap time?  Yeah, that's a joke.  My soon-to-be 3 year old is not a fan of naps.  "Nap time" should therefore be changed to "Don't kill your brother time."  The only truth about my schedule is actually snacktime.  I should've invested in Cheez-its and Goldfish stock.

And here's another picture to make you drool...

So, my summertime lesson plans will include multiple trips to the library, the park next door, and possible trips to Carmike on Thursdays.  No big ideas, essential questions, or student objectives.  "Students will be able to be lazy."  How's that for a lesson plan??

Happy teacher's day.

If you can read this, thank a teacher.  (Or your parents--whoever is responsible for teaching you to read.)