Utterly dissapointed:)

I cannot describe how upsetting the results of "So You Think You Can Dance" were last night. What is wrong with America? Will was sent home!:( I was incredibly disappointed. I cried, which is typical. I cry every Thursday, but this was worse, because he was my favorite guy!!!! Seriously, I wanted either Will or Chelsie to win. Fenix watched it with me, so when I cried he was incredibly cute and leaned over and hugged me and told me he was sorry:) How cute is that? We go through this every Thursday. In fact once he told his Dad, "Misty is crying." And so Ken asked why, and he said "She's watching some T.V. show." And for Ken, that said it all:) I'm wondering if this amount of empathy for T.V. people is unhealthy. Anyway, I am quite disappointed. Chelsie better win now, and if it's a guy who wins, it better be Twitch. I just thought I'd share:) I need to possibly post the routine Will did with Katie when they danced to "Imagine." It was one of the American Idol David's who sang it, the young one, but it was good nonetheless, despite the fact that I don't really like Lennon covers, in particular that song. So therefore if anyone wants to understand my sadness, you should maybe youtube him:)

Ramblings from work:)

So I-mailed Sharlee today telling her that I didn't think I was going to make a very good blogger, because I have absolutely nothing to blog about. However I think that may just be the beauty of a blog. Maybe you don't need anything to blog about:) What it comes down to really, is that life if pretty stagnant right now with it being summer. My week consists of work, the gym, "So You Think You Can Dance", and spending time with Fenix and Ken. Oh yeah, did I mention getting incredibly fed up with the dog and Wednesday night class with Sharlee? Because those have been highlights of the summer as well:) I just possibly wish there were more classes to take with Sharlee. The summer was incredibly busy with house hunting until the end of June and now we're just waiting to close, which is something I'm really worried about. We are pre approved and we haven't bought anything on credit that's new, so we should be fine, but I'm still freaking out over it. Less than 3 weeks, in fact closer to 2, and we'll hopefully be homeowners!!:) I'm really excited about that prospect and then incredibly nervous. Please don't let anything break in this first year!
I'm at work writing this. Just a little bit ago Darla was cleaning out here drawer and she came across Ken and I's wedding invite. We have some extra's at home, but I took it from her anyway. It's hard to believe it's almost been a year. I have no idea what we'll be doing for our anniversary, but I'm excited for it. I can predict eating the top layer of the wedding cake and drinking the bottle of wine we've had setting there all year, but other than that I'm not sure. All in all it's been a really good year. There have definitely been a lot of ups and downs. School takes up so much of my time, sometimes I feel like I never get to actually spend quality time with Ken. That's why doing nothing this summer and doing it together has been so nice. Dealing with Fenix's mom and step dad has also been challenge. It hasn't really affected our marriage, but it has affected us. It's just a difficult, heated situation, because they care for Fenix just as much as we do, so naturally when people aren't seeing eye to eye all the time, it makes things difficult. It's definitely taken some getting used to, knowing that no matter how good of a parent or step parent that you are, you will most likely always be scrutinized for something. I do however, feel like that's getting better and I'm hoping it will continue to. Although we will never be good friends with Fenix's mom and step dad it would be nice to at least be friendly, for Fenix's sake. It would be nice if things were good enough that school functions didn't have to be awkward or good enough that if there was ever a minor holiday, like the 4th of July or something, that Fenix wanted both sets of parents to be at, he could have it. I don't want him to feel like he has to compartmentalize. He has two families and I want him to feel like it's O.K. to talk about either one whenever he wants. I think things will gradually get better and better and they really have. With everyone being more organized it leaves less room for misunderstandings and accusation as well, and I think everyone's working on that. And to think, I said I had nothing to blog about. Well, I should get back to work. This may be a bit messy, because I'm going to post it before I proofread. I know, I'm a sorry excuse for an English major:)

Nothing too exciting...

Nothing too exciting has happened today. In fact nothing really blog worthy, however I'm writing anyway. I love my husband right now. He's being incredibly cute right now and sitting on the love sac with Byron because he thought out dog was lonely. The dog probably IS lonely because I have pretty much been ignoring him. We've been on the outs lately. I swear I'm a cat person. I never would have discovered that if it weren't for Byron. I think our relationship will improve now that we have the kennel. However I feel incredibly guilty about leaving him in it all day while we work. But what can you do? I no longer want chewed T.V. remotes or shoes.

I ran into one of the students from my internship last semester today. Fenix and I went to the library (where he got his very own library card, complete with a picture of a tiger on it:) and on our way out we saw Tammy on the steps. She was extremely nice and happy to see me and she hugged me. I don't know that I can adequately describe in words why junior high kids are so amazing, but it was in the way she hugged me, or the fact that she hugged on her own, without prompting. When I decided to teach English I envisioned a high school classroom, everything very "Dead Poets Society". But when I got placed at the junior high, my perceptions of who I wanted to be as a teacher, how I wanted to teach, and who I wanted to teach changed. It was not at all like "Dead Poets Society", I'm not nearly as charismatic as Robin Williams; it was something different and it fit me completely. Tammy is great, because there were days when she was nothing but attitude. She'd roll her eyes at me, talk while I lectured, and reflect on how dumb whatever assignment we were doing was. Then there were days when she was nothing but compassion, in only a way an 8th grader can be-- genuine. I had spent nearly 2 hours running around outside helping to orchestrate the scavenger hunt the students were doing. It had rained earlier that day and it was cold. By the time I came back in to get 8th period, my face was flushed and my nose runny. I must have looked like I was crying, because when Tammy came in (late) she took notice of this and leaned over to me sideways across her desk and asked "Mrs. Dietz? Are you O.K.?" There is something in the way she did THAT. The way she thought there might be a chance I, the teacher or almost teacher, was hurting and crying in class in the same way some the students do when they're having an issue with a friend, a boy, etc (because 8th grade is very dramatic-another reason I love it). Moments like that, and like today when she hugged me, are the epitome of why I love junior high. As a teacher you are a staple in their life, even if it's just for that year, or those 3 years that they're at the school. You are more than just a teacher, instead you're balancing somewhere in between teacher, friend, and parent. I really like that role. I fit that role. I love that this is what I get to do for the rest of my life. I love that my career will be just that, balancing somewhere in between teacher, friend, and parent.