Hump Day Craft post: a handful of thanks
Since I am always looking for an excuse to make a craft, I decided to make them each a hand print bouquet.
I really like these spring colors. If you wanna make one here's what you need:
An inexpensive vase. I chose white and used a paint pen to put our school colors of orange and black paw prints on it.
Coordinating card stock.
All the students hand prints.
Green pipe cleaners
A flower punch to make the centers.
The flowers are the kids hands rolled and glued by their thumbs. The fingers are curled back. The pipe cleaner stem is placed in the middle and the punch is put on top.
I added the class photo this year. (not pictured) One side has a goofy pic and one side has a serious pic. I put it on a holder and placed it in the middle of the arrangement.
The tag reads "a handful of thanks".
If there is any interest, perhaps I will make a video tutorial.
Happy hump day
First, I'd like to thank the Academy....
It's great to have this opportunity to thank all of you for your love and support. Turns out (insert small squeal) people are actually reading this blog!
One of my new favorite bloggers is Pish Posh a brutally honest teacher who makes me laugh.
She recently gave me the Liebster award and called me thoughtful and creative and one of the funniest lunch ladies she knows.
I love just about everything Pish writes. She is open, honest and refreshing. Sometimes we tend to be guarded and unwilling to share our actually opinions for fear they might offend. Pish Posh doesn't apologize for her opinion and I like that about her.
Some of my favorite posts from her include this letter to her students about the things she cannot say and this one about homeschooling.
As part of the award I'm supposed to spread the love like jelly on warm toast to five of my favorite bloggers.
W&W with Wendy a former co-worker of mine sharing her life's adventures. She always gives me lots to ponder.
Long Toes an eclectic bunch of goodies. The name alone makes you wanna look.
Mitchell is Moving amazing photos of a grand adventure!
Kim at Yep, they're all mine a non mom blogger who keeps things real
let me start by saying that you should also be reading this blog. If not, how will you know the dangers of Max and Ruby?
Thanks again for the shout out Pish! Really appreciate it!
What is on your mind Monday?
Today I am listing ten things I am currently pondering.
Why do people keep asking me stupid questions? I have been asked some of the most outlandish questions lately from "Are you pregnant?" to "can you send a two week old turkey sub home with my kid?"
Will my husband's job remain stateside? Let's be clear. I don't want to move. I like our school district. I like the house we live in. I certainly don't want to live overseas and my husband's contant Asian travel is making me wonder if that decision lies in our not-to-distant future.
I dislike everyone running for president. Seriously? These are the only choices?
Nothing annoys me more than a rumor. If you have no facts to support your story, your email or your life, please refrain from sharing it. With me or anyone else.
Society is obsessed with death. I wish ABC family would have played The BodyGuard BEFORE Whitney died.
Concered about a certification I need to take prior to my head cook/cafe manager gig kicks in. I am not a great test taker. Appaently, a biology course sometime in my life might have been beneficial. I have to know all sorts of foodborn illnesses. Great. I hardly eat much as it is.
More and more convinced that life is seldom fair. Good people get sick. Inadequate people keep their jobs.
My fitness pal is a clever app that counts your calaries. It is a little time consuming and tends to tell me things i already know like I eat a lot of carbs.
Looking forward to my daughter's makeover party this weekend. A friend is providing makeup lessons. Should be a hoot!
Very thankful for the tasty glass of wine I am drinking. Pondering getting another one.
What is on your mind?
Lessons from the Lunchlady: some call me dictator; others just leave off the tator
Considering this was a short week because of the President's Day holiday, it felt incredibly long. I learned a lot this week. Some of it good and some...not so good.
High school Asian chicken is a little spicy. This week were celebrating Hong Kong and our country meal of the week included an asian stir fry, rice and a fortune cookie. I tasted the sauce and was surprised by how spicy it was. Mind you I like spicy. My boss attempted to try it on a piece of chicken as she was sure it couldnt be THAT spicy. Yet...it was.
It's hard to draw politically correct Asian rice. It's almost embarrasing the amount of thought I put into this dry erase drawing. I didn't want it to offend anyone. Of course, just as lunch is about to start one of the aides asks me why the rice bowl has a penis along the side of his head. Seriously? That's his headband bow. Ugh. And I was worried about his eyes.
The job is yours...if you dare. Turns out I worried needlessly about the LUNCHLADY TEST OF TORTURE. At the start of the 2012-2013 school year I will be the new head cook/manager. If this goes as well as my current PTO president stint, I'll have numerous people pissed by midSeptember.
The custodian asked if I was pregnant. Seriously? I haven't put on any significant weight lately so why he would say that boggles my mind. Is it wrong to admit to you that i contemplated his death?
Kid appropriate fortunes. Anyone know of a company that provides kid appropriate fortune cookies? A first grader got one this week that said "You will be recognized and honored as a community leader." um...maybe he could learn to tie his shoes first.
What did you learn this week?
An open letter to my daughter on the eve of her 13th birthday
It's that time of the year again.
The time of the year when I reflect on how fast time really does fly. The time of the year when I try not to think of all the things I've probably done wrong as we journey through parenthood together.
It's the time of the year when we celebrate the day you came into our lives and changed everything.
At 2:25 a.m. you will officially be a teenager. I don't think I'm ready. The thought makes me feel old. I can't possibly be old enough to have a teenage daughter. Can I?
While I was certain last February that you would be taller than me come your 13th birthday, I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm just a little bit glad that you're not. Granted, we are eye level and the likelihood that you grow taller than my 5'2 frame this summer is strong. For now, I'm holding on tight to that last little reminder that you are my baby.
Those sweet wispy curls are all but gone. Those chubby cheeks have vanished. You seldom call me mommy, though every now and then it slips out. Your voice is no longer childish and is often mistaken for mine. Sometimes I am bewildered by how quickly your body went from child to young adult.
It is hard to believe that in five short years you will be leaving for college. There are so many things that I am looking forward to teaching you and so many things I am afraid of your learning.
I look forward to teaching you to drive, yet I am afraid that once you learn you may no longer want to come back. I look forward to meeting the boy that wins your heart but fear you may have to have it broken a few times before you find him. I've imagined your graduation. I've seen your wedding. In my mind, I've held your baby.
My advice to you is to savor the little things because that old saying about them being the big things really is true. Visit the ocean whenever you can. Put your feet in the sand. Eat cheesecake. Laugh as often as possible. Surround yourself with people who feed your mind and your soul and avoid those who don't.
Find something you love and learn how to get paid to do it. If that's not possible, continue to do what you love even if you can't make a living at it.
Never be afraid to step out of your comfort zone. You might be surprised where that will take you.
Will you accomplish all you set out to do? The odds are against that but don't get discouraged. Maybe what you thought was a wrong turn was just a different path.
Most importantly, always treat others they way you want to be treated, even when they may not be treating you that way. Remember that you are better than no one and no one is better than you.
All my love,
Mom
Hump Day Craft Post: A disney album for a friend
But I worried for no reason. She loved it so much that when they went to Disney again she asked me if I would make her another album, even offering to pay for it.
After about six weeks of work, I gave her the new album last week. I'm happy to report that she was just as happy with this one. Maybe even a little more. With her permission, I am sharing it with you.
NANOWRIMO update: reaching my goal has become increasingly difficult
I was hoping to finish my NaNoWriMo novel by February 15th. Today is the 21st. It is not complete.
I am trying to convince myself that this does not make me a failure. This just makes my sucess a slower accomplishment. I will finish the book. I will conquer the first draft.
My first NaNoWriMo book flowed much like this one. My characters came to life. My protagonist became my friend.
To not complete this book would be a failure to our friendship...mine and Mandy's. Trust me. I am aware that she isn't real but I think some of her pain, some of her joy really is.
It lives within me. Writing it is an emotional process that I sometimes have to force myself to take.
Even if no eyes ever look upon the story, I will know whether it is complete or not.
I will know if Mandy is whole.
Setting my focus on the ides of March.
About Me
- kisatrtle
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.
