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Monday, March 31, 2003

 
Blah, blah, blah. Nothing earth-shattering, profound or interesting to share today. Sheeeesh, my life is boring lately.

Matt's girlfriend went out to dinner with us after church yesterday and then we went to the mall to look at tuxes for the prom. It took an extremely dull and painful hour and a half out of our lives (I don't think I will ever use that particular store if I ever again need to rent a tux), but the tux is rented and everyone is happy. To my surprise, the two of them picked out a very basic, traditional, black tux with a silver vest and bow tie. The only bit of flash is the gloves. No tails, no cut-away coat, no cane, no tophat. Holly is wearing turquoise with silver accessories, so that's where the silver vest comes in. I thought it would be too hard to match the dress when we didn't have a swatch to go by and Holly didn't seem to know whether the turquoise leaned toward green or blue. Anyway, that's done. Now we have to get tickets, flowers and pictures. Sigh. And sigh again because this makes me feel old. I'm realizing Matt's down to two more years of school. Wow. Where did the time go???

Work is work. I like it and have gotten things ironed out with the kids to where I'm not getting any grief. The two "problem" kids I moved to the front on my elementary run are behaving beautifully now that they are right behind me. They've also decided they like me and chat at me non-stop. They know I like Pepsi so today they brought me a can. Of course, they also wanted to know if I'd stop and get them a pizza since they brought me pop. Kids! Gotta love 'em.

A friend of ours lost his father this past Friday. The viewing is today and the funeral tomorrow. We had hoped there would be a viewing on Sunday so we could make the trip. We just can't take time off work to go during the week. I feel so bad that we can't be there, but life is no respector of things like that and we all have to do what we have to do.

posted by Stacy at 10:15 AM

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

 
Work is going well. The kids on my bus are adjusting to me and I am adjusting to them. There are a couple of rough spots, discipline-wise, since they've never been held to any standard of behavior before. I'm able to handle it, though. It is mostly the very young elementary kids who just can't seem to grasp the concept of sitting down while the bus is in motion. Other than that, my supervisors like me and respond well to politeness and a good attitude......something a majority of the drivers lack. The crudeness of many of them...old, young, male and female...is what I dislike the most. These people who are parents, grandparents and such use the f-word with unbelievable regularity and the sexual content of many conversations would make a sailor blush. So far I have managed to walk that delicate balance of not participating in said conversations, but still managing to get along with everyone and not appear to be condemning. I don't want to be holier than thou, either. One of the supervisors has that going for him and all the drivers (including one I know is a Christian) can't stand him. He does put you off. I don't want to be like that. I can't hope to be a good influence and hope to open doors for more if I can't get along with them and care for them.

posted by Stacy at 10:06 AM

Friday, March 21, 2003

 
A VERSION OF THE FRIDAY FIVE

1.) If you had to eat the cooking of one person you know personally for the rest of your life, whose would you want it to be?
It would have to be my Nana's cooking. She was the ultimate comfort food chef.

2.) If you had to describe yourself as a child in one word, what would it be?
Imaginative.

3.)What sound, other than ringing, would you like your telephone to make?
Well......my cell phone uses the elevator music version of Sweet Home Alabama. How about the James Bond theme?

4.) If you could go back in time and live through any 5 year period in history, what period would you choose?
It might be boring, but I was thinking the years following WW II. The U.S. was riding high and life was abundantly good.

5.) What if today was Pajama day, what kind would you wear including slippers etc.?
You mean it isn't Pajama Day???? Rats. Guess I'd better go change out of my blue flannels with the polar bears and my fuzzy overstuffed green slippers.



posted by Stacy at 9:18 AM

Tuesday, March 18, 2003

 
Big news since last week. I got my own bus route! Yea! It's a nice one and the kids are pretty good. So far just one really mouthy one, who is going to get written up if he doesn't lose the f-word out of his vocabulary. Other than that, they are good and follow the rules (high school and elementary both).

Matthew got himself a new girlfriend and asked to the prom since she is a junior. What is it with him and older women?? Anyway, her name's Holly and she is by far the nicest girl he's dated and has more personality than the other two put together. She just lives one street away from us so she is a real presence in our lives these days. We like her, Megan adores her and Scooby approves 'cause she will sit and pet him forever.

posted by Stacy at 10:02 AM

Wednesday, March 12, 2003

 
A busy day. Somewhere between the morning and afternoon runs I have to prepare a lesson for tonight, do a couple loads of laundry and take Vicki's son to a doctor's appointment. She has a baby to care for today and a migraine.....she didn't think she could handle sitting in the doctor's office. Me and Josh. This should be interesting.

No volleyball practice tonight so Megan can come straight home from school. She is so happy about that.

posted by Stacy at 9:31 AM

Tuesday, March 11, 2003

 
SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT:

If the devil were to write his beatitudes, they would probably go something like this:

Blessed are those who are too tired, too busy, too distracted to spend an hour once a week with their fellow Christians -- they are my best workers.

Blessed are those Christians who wait to be asked and expect to be thanked -- I can use them.

Blessed are the touchy who stop going to church -- they are my missionaries.

Blessed are the trouble makers -- they shall be called my children.

Blessed are the complainers -- I'm all ears to them.

Blessed are those who are bored with the minister's mannerisms and mistakes -- for they get nothing out of his sermons.

Blessed is the church member who expects to be invited to his own church -- for he is a part of the problem instead of the solution.

Blessed are those who gossip -- for they shall cause strife and divisions that please me.

Blessed are those who are easily offended -- for they will soon get angry and quit.

Blessed are those who do not give their offering to carry on God's work -- for they are my helpers.

Blessed is he who professes to love God but hates his brother and sister -- for he shall be with me forever.

Blessed are you who, when you read this think it is about other people and not yourself -- I've got you too!

posted by Stacy at 10:49 AM

Saturday, March 08, 2003

 
I am finally beginning to feel better thanks to the new meds....two of them anyway. The third, a cough syrup laced with codeine, did not work and did in fact make me much, much sicker. I lost half a day of work yesterday sleeping off the effects.

posted by Stacy at 8:38 PM

Thursday, March 06, 2003

 
Ok, I finally broke down and paid a visit to the doctor today. He sent me home with THREE prescriptions guaranteed to cure me. If not, I'm to call him back on Monday.

Learned another bus route today...sorta on the fly, but I think if I drive through it once over the weekend I can manage to cover it next week like Dwayne wants me to. Guess I should feel flattered that he thinks I can handle it that quickly....and he told me he like to get me a route they've been having trouble with the driver on it. Maybe soon. That'd be okay.

posted by Stacy at 7:04 PM

Tuesday, March 04, 2003

 
Are there no time limits on a virus??? That's right, I'm still sick. Coughing and sputtering like crazy and I don't think my sense of taste will ever return after all the cough drops and meds I've imbibed. I've managed not to miss work....I'm afraid to call off so soon and when they are so short handed to begin with....but it's taking a toll. I just spent another weekend either on the couch or in bed and last night I came in, managed to throw supper together then crawled into bed. Asleep by 8:30. I do actually feel a "little" better today. Now if only Matt and Megan would begin to feel better. Matt is in about the same boat as me, plus he started volleyball practice this week. Megan has an ear infection. I ran her to see the doctor yesterday on my break.

posted by Stacy at 9:47 AM

 

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