Sunday, April 1, 2012

Lalalife!

I've been meaning to write, but, obviously, haven't. I figure this is a good Sunday activity. So my life, huh?       
     Well, I've pretty much just been working a ton. I have been doing a lot of cleaning jobs for MyWay (a non-profit organization that does errands for senior citizens). I kinda wish they'd give me a variety of jobs. I like cleaning, but it's like when they had me gardening all the time last year- I get burnt out. And, I feel guilty when I come home after spending hours cleaning other people's homes and then come home and mine isn't sparkling clean. Oh well. Such is life.
      Nannying has been very good lately. I've mostly been doing that. My poor car has so many miles on it because I've been driving around to all these houses to babysit. I have been getting a lot of full day jobs and many of which with the same families. It's nice to work with the same families. Then I kind of know what to expect. I've had some funny kid convos lately. Here are a few:
  • I work for a family that has 3 kids. I came to their house on a Saturday night when the youngest was already in bed. I had to keep reminding the daughter to speak quietly because the baby was asleep. After telling her that a thousand times I said, "You know, if you wake the baby up you'll have to take care of the baby the whole time your mom and dad are gone, right?" I was totally just joking. Then she replied, "Alright, but you're going to have to give him the breast milk because I don't have any." Then the older brother said, "Sofia, she doesn't have any breast milk!" As soon as I could recover from what was said I quickly tried to change the subject. Later on I told the mom and she said, "Oh, ya, you can tell we are very open in this house." I still laugh at that when I think of it.
  • Another little girl who is super cute, but kind of feisty has developed a new habit. When we were coloring one day, out of the blue she asked, "Are you mad at me?" I said, "What? No." Now she asks that all the time. I'm not sure why she even thought I was mad at her. I mean I was kind of quiet but that's because all we were doing was coloring and listening to music. 
  • I just babysat for a hilarious 8 year old boy last Friday. When I first got there he asked me, "Are you a teenager?" I said no. Later on he saw my arm hair and got all bugged eyed. (I knew he was thinking how out of control it is. I do not like my arm hair but after years of dealing with it I have kinda of decided it's not the end of the world to have it. Sorry if that's TMI, but it is what it is.) So he says, "Wow!" I said, "Uh huh," trying to ignore him. He said, "Why do you have that much hair?!" I said it was normal for people to have hair on their arms, some people just have more than others. I guess he thought the amount people have on their arms is a choice because then he said, "Wow. How long are you going to grow it?!" (As if it was the same as the hair on my head!). I laughed and told him that this was it, this was as long as my hair was going to get. Then he looked at my feet and asked why I didn't have any hair on my feet. I said people don't have hair on their feet, they have it on their legs and arms. Then he said, "Do you have to shave here?" (Motioning his upper lip). I said no. He said, "Oh, because sometimes when girls are... different, they have to shave there." I think by different he was referring to my race. His mother is from Brazil so perhaps she has to? Later on that night his dad came home. When he came home I was playing games with the kids. He said, "Wow. So you interact with the kids?" I guess the last babysitter let them watch the tv the whole time. I don't allow that. Although, I will admit, it'd be nice to just turn on the tv and tune/veg out on with some of the kids I've watched. Haha. I'm so bad, but it's so true. When we got in the kitchen the dad asked, "So what's your background?" I, remembering his wife is from Brazil immediately answered, "Oh, I'm adopted so I'm not really sure." He just looked at me like I had just spoken another language. So I realized that was not what he was asking. He said, "No. I mean, like are you in education?" I said, "Ohhh, haha. Uh, well I'm going into education?" Usually when people ask my background that's what they mean. I guess from now on I'll just ask a clarification question before answering it. 
  • I had one little boy use the same piece of toilet paper to wipe himself after he peed to wipe his mouth afterward. It all happened so fast. There was no way I could stop it. He and his brother are such cuties. I was worried I wouldn't like to be a mom of boys, but if they were as cute as these two I def could. They were fun to watch play Just Dance 3.
I am sure there are more but that's all I can think of right now.
    Jeff is entering finals. After it there won't be as much book work. Yay! He'll start the clinic soon. Yay! His white coat ceremony is May 4th. My graduation is May 9th. I am getting so excited for my family to come out. Oh ya, I got an award from school. Kind of random. Here's the e-mail I got:
 
Dear Annalisa --
 It is my pleasure to tell you that you have been chosen by the faculty in American Studies as the 2012 recipient of the Robert M. Greenberg Memorial Award. That award is given to a graduating student whose work in the Program was characterized by high achievement. My colleagues in American Studies have asked me to convey their congratulations to you. In addition to its symbolism, the Greenberg Award carries with it a small amount of cash ($150).You should soon hear from our Dean's office about the May 9 Baccalaureate Ceremony at which awards will be made. Colleen Knapp, who I have copied on this email, will do some arranging with you.

Sincerely,
 Philip R. Yannella
Professor of English and American Studies
Chair of the American Studies Steering Committee 

Totally random because there wasn't a professor who I knew super well in AmSt. Well, the one I did was my capstone teacher because every time I went to her office she made me cry with all the crappy mean things she said to me. Random too because I don't feel like I rocked any one AmSt class. I told Jeff this and he said, "Oh, they probably just used your GPA." I was so sad. A GPA? That means nothing to me. After I told him that he said, "It's not called the BFF award. It's for academic achievement." :(  
We have neighbors above us now. No fun. I am super sensitive and wake up at any sound. Waa. (<--Curtisy of Tami and Nina from CPRx).  Construction still isn't done! Crazy. It's been over a year and a half. Doing a 10k (hopefully, if my knee lets me) with my friends in June. Yay. Super pumped Ellen will be coming back for a bit. Party. Back over personal progress in YW (along with 2nd counselor). Have a super good friend named Lori who I love to hang with. Still in my food stamps battle. Still need to man up and take my Praxis Two. I have decided not to do my credential program till January 2013 (instead of October 2012).  Well, pretty sure this is long enough. Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed. If not, oh well. Just don't come back again. Jk. Adios!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Cookies

Made cookies today. They were ehh. I accidentally spilled some dish soap on a few. Let me tell you, dish soap and cookies do not go together. Hopefully dish soap's not poisonous or anything.
Ps. The cookies were "eh" before the dish soap.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Just wanted to say...

     Graduating feels great!! I never realized how much stress school put on me until now that I'm done!! I have watched 3 whole movies this week. And, not only that, but not done anything while watching them (laundry, cleaning, cooking, etc). I want to do nothing forever! Not really, but for a good while at least. I'm lovin' it.
     Watching the presidential debates with Jeff has been fun and funny. I like watching them with Jeff. He is very knowledgeable. It is actually quite impressive how much he knows. He explains things that most people probably wouldn't get. And, because he explains them so well, I can understand some of the punches that are thrown at each other in the debates. It's been a fun thing to do with him. Although, I have had two wild dreams after watching the debates before bed.
      One was that I felt guilty about being an illegal citizen in America and decided to "self-deport" myself like Romney's immigration plan. So in my dream, me and these random Hispanic looking relatives that I don't have in real life, were all deporting ourselves. Only thing is, I'm not illegal! I was born in San Diego!! I knew that in my dream but for some reason I still felt guilty and that I should deport myself! The other dream was that Jeff and I wanted to invest and wanted to use a "blind trust" like Mitt has talked about in the debates. So in my dream we gave our friend Sarah our money to invest and she stole it and tried to kill us. Then when I confronted her and said, "Sarah? I thought we were friends." She said, "Ya, I wanted you to think that. The truth is, I've never really liked you." I woke up so sad. There were a bunch of crazy elements to it too as a result of watching the tv show "Lost," but I'll spare you the details. Adios!

Ps. The worst part is I have a problem with my third paragraph in this post because the first sentence should be the topic sentence of the paragraph and mine def is not!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Some people are just....

Can I just say some people are A plus plus? I mean it. You meet them and you're immediately like "Wow. They are awesome!" Today my new friend came over and I thought this exactly. She is just really great. She is kind, funny, understanding, and more than anything, is a disciple of Christ. I am so grateful to have her in my life.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Hanging with 4 year olds is...

Definitely interesting. You hear things like...

- "No master please!", "I beg you master..." or really anyway he can work in "master" into a sentence.    (Mason). A little much on the tv? I think so.
- Mason to Emma, "You dare call me coward!" Emma, "Coward? Who is Coward?" She thinks that's a person.
- "Grandma, what are you going to buy at JoAnne's today? Rabies?" (Emma). Apparently a little too much House on the Prairie for her.
- "Bless me" (Mason after he sneezes).
-"Hey Asa you always don't get fat." (Mason to me). Thanks I think?
-Mason's excuse not to take a shower? "I'll miss my shirt I'm wearing." Good enough for me, we didn't battle.
-Emma read me Dr. Suesse's "There's a Wocket in my Pocket" only hers was about "There's a Grinch in my Pants."
-Mason and I made brownies. He was very excited, he said, "Now I know how to make brownies by myself! I just need you to do it for me again." Not sure I'm convinced you know how to do it then buddy.
-I told Emma she could use my phone once it recharged all the way (from red to green). She keeps checking it. She said, "I will be so happy if it is green." Sadly, it was still red.
-I was making phone calls today. I saw Mason covering his ears as I said, "Annalisa." Finally he said, "Stop saying that!" I said, "What? Annalisa?" He said, "Ya.It freak me out!" 
- After telling the kids to brush their teeth I have to not only check their teeth but smell their breath too to make sure toothpaste was actually used. 
-I am not sure if the kids will ever understand... Flush the toilet, and wash your hands... WITH soap. Example of our convo after they exit the bathroom:
Me: Did you flush the toilet?
Kids: Oh. (Run back in and do it).
Me: Did you wash your hands? 
Kids: Oh. (Run back in and do it). 
Me: Did you wash your hands with soap?
Kids: Oh. (Run back in and do it). 
Now I just say as they go into the bathroom: Flush the toilet and wash your hands WITH soap, which still only  has about a 50% success rate.
  Well, that's all for now. 
Oh ya, not to mention, letting 2 four year olds sleep with you is possibly one of the worst decisions you could make.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Why you shouldn't lie.... or why I shouldn't lie at least....

      I've done it again. You'd think Jeff's training would have stopped me by now. I am always putting my foot in my mouth, explaining things that don't need to be explained, apologizing for dumb things, or other random stuff that would makes situations awkward. Often, the solution to most of these awkward situations is to JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT! Well, wish I would have thought about that before I made a phone call about 30 minutes ago.
       As many of you know, I am hoping to start Temple's credential program in the Spring. Well, if college admissions isn't confusing and crazy enough, graduate programs are even more so. Ok, maybe I am the only one who gets confused, but their websites are very confusing. I went in last Spring to talk to the lady who Temple's website said is in charge of credential admission. I met with her and she knew nothing. I seriously mean nothing. She could not tell me how long the program is or what grade level I will be able to teach when I have completed the program. Needless to say I was shocked at her lack of knowledge, but more so bummed out because I didn't get my questions answered. So, I scheduled a meeting with her boss earlier this past Fall semester. Meeting with her did help, but I was still confused about a few things. Oh, and she also explained that the lady I spoke with had just started her position that semester so that is why she knew practically nothing about the program (which I don't fault her for that, after all, goodness knows I'm surely confused about it). Anyways, that brings us to today.
         By some miracle, when I checked my Praxis I scores today I had passed all three sections. Not sure how I passed the math section, but it's a tender mercy from Heavenly Father I'll take. I really thought I'd not pass the math section and be put back to take the next Praxis test. I have to pass both the Praxis I and II to be accepted to the credential program at Temple. The first is a basic knowledge test and the second is on history (my subject matter). So, with the shock that I may actually be able to start the program this spring as I had hoped, I was left with a few more questions. The only problem was that the person the website said to call for questions was the first woman I had spoken too. I should mention that I had also e-mailed this lady before even meeting with her last spring. When I saw that name in bright blue on the bottom of the screen I was not happy. I hate being a nag. Being a nag is bad enough, but being one because you still don't understand something you've been told multiple times is worse. I had the perfect solution: I'd lie. Ya, lie. A simple lie. That wouldn't be too bad, right? I'll just give her a fake name, ask my questions and hang up. Wrong! If only my life was that simple.
        When she picked up the phone I told her my name was "Jane" and I  had a few questions about starting the program in the spring. After she answered my questions she said, "What's your e-mail, I'll send you some information about admission." I didn't want to give her my school e-mail because it had my student id number and I wasn't sure if she'd be able to look up and see that it was me. Easy fix, right? I said, "Oh, well I do not know my school e-mail so..." (hoping to end the conversation right there). She said, "That's ok, I'll take your personal one, what is it?" My personal e-mail? You mean the that clearly has my real first name in it, not this "Jane" lady who I had suddenly become? I don't think so. So of course, I lied again. I said, "Well, that one isn't really that reliable..." (isn't reliable? Who am I kidding? Then what's the point of it?!) and said, "Oh, I found my school e-mail, here it is." She took my e-mail and we hung up.
      After we hung up I checked my e-mail. She is the person I am supposed to send all of my admission stuff to!! She said for me to just e-mail her back when I had the stuff ready to turn in. E-mail her back?! As who? Jane or Annalisa? It's times like these I wish I would have just thought first. So now I'm not looking forward to our awkward face to face when she receives my application.  When I told Tk this she said, "Just do it after break. Call back, tell her your name, give your personal email and let Jane fade away." I guess that's best thing for me to do. I am going to wait till after break and hope she forgets I even said my name was Jane. It's kind of funny of the ridiculous predicaments I get myself in because I care so much about what other people think.If I hadn't cared in the first place that this lady might think I'm a nag or dumb for calling so much, I would never have been in this situation in the first place. Oh life.
Love,

Jane
Annalisa