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Saturday, September 25, 2010

Bring on Fall!!

I can feel it...it's coming...and I can't wait. I'm over the 95 degree days. I'm ready to wear warm comfy sweaters and knee-high boots and tights. I want to pull out scarves and go to corn mazes and turn on my fireplace. Tomorrow is supposed to be in the lower 70s here in the Triangle and I am soooo looking forward to it. Everyone plants mums and pansies and has pumpkins on the porch...fall is by far my favorite season.
I put out my "Happy Fall, Y'all" garden flag yesterday (pictured above), and am waiting with baited breath for the mercury to dip. Bring it on!!

Friday, September 24, 2010

It's time to stop waiting, and become Superman.

I've read blogs and reviews, watched trailers and Oprah's two-part series, and I can honestly say, I can't wait until Waiting for Superman opens here in the Triangle. An Inconvenient Truth is one of my all-time favorite documentaries (and oddly enough, I've watched tons of documentaries....big dork, remember), and I think Davis Guggenheim finds the heart of a story and relates it in ways that even I can understand...so yeah, can't wait.

Kids today are faced with situations and moral dilemmas I never had at their age. I grew up in what I always thought was your normal, average, run of the mill all American family. What I discovered as I got older was that we were none of that. We weren't average, we weren't normal by society's standards...we weren't even that all-American. The all-American family was just propaganda on tv. Ozzie and Harriett and the Cleavers and Huxtables never existed.The things I thought were everyday occurrences in homes all across the country...just weren't happening for other kids my age.

For starters, I had a two parent home. I grew up with four loving grandparents. Round that out with an annoying little brother and a dog in the backyard and we were the cookie cutter what tv makes you think suburban life is all about family. We had a schedule...dinner around the table 4 nights out of the week, out to dinner on Friday night, dad grilled out on Saturday night and we got to order pizza and sit in front of the tv to watch Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman on Sunday night. Didn't everyone do that? Did everyone's parents drag them all across the county for softball and piano and dance lessons and youth group and cheerleading and Girl Scouts? Didn't the parents of all the kids at my school make sure they had three meals a day and that their homework was done and they studied for the spelling test on Thursday?

The older I've gotten, the more I can see just how lucky I was. I went to private school for kindergarten, and then spent the next 12 years in public school. My parents were involved. There were repercussions for not bringing home the grades they knew I could achieve. There were tutors brought in when I thought Algebra II just might be the end of me. There was never a question of whether or not I would go to college. These were foregone conclusions.

I had my own Superman teachers...those who went above and beyond that you could really tell cared about the students and the people they were becoming...not just what our end of year test scores said. Those were the teachers who made it fun to learn. Whose classes I took because they engaged me and taught me things not just about the material they were covering that day, but about myself. Ms. Bass, Ms. Hartley, Ms. Jelovich, Miss Moore, Mr. Gage, Ms. Stewart and my mentor and friend, Dr. Moskowitz all came into my life and changed who I was...and who I would become. They taught me to read, to write in cursive, my periodic table, what the heck an x-axis was, that cupcakes make everyday better, how to diagram a sentence, and how if you just thought about it, you really CAN separate North Carolina into Congressional districts that make a modicum of sense.

The proverb that it takes a whole village to raise a child is correct on so many levels. Without everyone coming together...parents, teachers, legislators, voters, volunteers...our children will fail. Not one of those will succeed without the help of the others. We are all needed. My parents didn't raise my brother and I by themselves. They had help...we need to stop the blame game. It doesn't matter whose fault it is that we find ourselves here...it's not a red issue...it's not a blue issue...it's an American dilemma. John Legend said that the failure of our education system is the civil rights issue of our generation...so what can we do? It's time for action...

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Some kind of wonderful....

This weekend has been the best I've had in a long while...and it's because I have done pretty much nothing but exactly what I wanted to. Don't want to take off the pj's, no problem. Feel like reading for 4 hours...heck yeah, bring it on. It was great...and I feel surprisingly accomplished. I was able to get all my laundry done..and SHOCKER...folded and put away...I tried out two new recipes which were definite keepers...mmmm homemade meatballs....I played with Winston....read a book...drank coffee....switched out my pocketbook for something a little more apropos for fall and even planned a couple of outfits for the week.

Ahhh...relaxation. It was great! Oh, I also discovered these naughty little things at Trader Joes...mint chocolate joe sandwiches. They take mint chocolate chip ice cream and make ice cream sandwiches out of them with the chocolate oreo-like cookies they have...they are sinful, but only have 120 calories...so not toooo bad, you know, if you stop at one...which I had a hard time doing. If I space them a couple of minutes hours apart, that counts as being good, right?

Now I shall sit here with another cup of coffee and enjoy The Jersey Shore and VMAs...and laugh.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Need to get away for awhile.....

If anyone out there is say, looking to buy me a gift or something, I would never say no to this...NEED...WANT....MUST HAVE....but alas, can not afford. Poo. This is a weekend of no work and all play....I'm excited! No plans, just trying to declutter my life and have some fun!

$175 (ouch),  Cambria Cove

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Coach = Cookies Falling from Heaven

I swear I don't shop as much as it sounds like I do! It's just that when life consists of work, work and oh yeah, some more work, the highlights tend to be when I take time to hang with the girls and indulge in some retail therapy.

Times have been pretty trying lately, so PB and I decided to take the morning off and visit the grand opening of the new Nordstrom Rack. With Starbucks in hand, we headed to Durham with dreams of sale items in our heads...and really, they were giving away free tote bags, so we HAD to go, right?? Uhm, yes. When we arrived, expecting there to be at most 100 of our nearest and dearest bargain hunting fiends in tow, we were SHOCKED to see the line wrapping around the building and down the block. There seriously had to be 600 or so people there...they were in line waaay down to David's Bridal. Can we say uhm, no? Even if we did get in fairly quickly it would be like girls gone wild Nordstrom style. I found this photo online and you can just barely see the line starting behind the SUVs.

So, sad and dejected, we decided to head back across the street to Target, Barnes & Noble and Anthropologie (where I scored an awesome pink and gray sweater for fall for $19.99). Hoping our luck was on the upswing after my fabulous Anthro find, we thought we would troll by Rack again, you know, just to check out the scene....and there was no line!!! Bargain mecca here we come!!!!

Over an hour and two happy customers later, Beth hit the jackpot with some great new clothes...I bought a Christmas present (yes, I'm almost 3/4 through with Christmas shopping) and this...this beauty is now MINE!! I've been on the look-out for a new watch, and because Coach is like cookies falling from the sky good, this one had to find its home on my wrist. There may have even been a squeal and PB elbowing her way to the counter to see if she could see the price for me. Bodily harm at Rack...she loves me :)

After lunch at Pei Wei...it was time to head back to work. Fun, right? Work where I was taken by surprise by a homeless man in our copy room yesterday? Yeah, really. That's another story for another day. Suffice it to say, I was startled, told to call the police and the man was picked up down the street. Although he wasn't where he was supposed to be, I really felt bad for calling the cops on him.

College football starts tonight, and tomorrow night my high school football team tries to make it 3-0...we're gonna get that state championship this year... I can feel it!! CALS Tailgate at the NC State game on Saturday...hope to see lots of faces I rarely see...and praying something positive happens for Carolina football, or I may just boycott everything until basketball!!