Yet another thing about myself that I cannot say without laughing! BWAHAHAHA!!! Actually though, to be completely serious...I am the prez...of Maniscalco Elementary's PTA. And do you know what? I absolutely love it! No, it's not a power-hungry trip, what am I gonna say, "Hey! Look at me! I have my own parking space at the school!" Nah, I park wherever I want so it doesn't matter anyway....BWAHAHAHA! I crack myself up. Alright, silliness aside, I do love it because I truly feel as if I am doing positive things for our teachers and staff which in turn make things better for our children.
But right now I'm about to pull my hair out! For the past two days - and continuing for the next three days - we have been creating a haunted house inside one of the rooms in our school. One mom, someone who I used to be scared of (yea, I know, go ahead and laugh!) has turned out to be a good friend....well, she is a creative GENIUS! And she has a lot of sh**!!! I went with her to her house and we filled up two SUVs (hers is a Suburban!) with tons of Halloween decorations and we went to town! Every day we go in there and do a little more. We can't finish it until Friday, until the custodians remove the chairs they pulled out of the closet (which we've blocked off) but I am so flippin' excited about this thing I'm about to pee my pants! I have sworn off entering it Friday night though...the snake lady will be in there and those of you who know me know how petrified I am of them...blech!
So anyway, back to my frustration...we don't have enough volunteers to help with the haunted house to make it absolutely awesome. I will note though that two of the ladies who are going to help us out are Joann and June from the kitchen...I LOVE OUR LUNCHLADIES!!! We also have teacher activities which still has a LOT of vacant spots...but I've been assured the teachers always come through so not to worry. Worry??? Who, me??? HA!
We're also trying to fill volunteer slots with our wonderful dad who's bringing his huge grill to cook hot dogs...as well as volunteers to dish sodas...as well as volunteers to help clean off tables and such... Yeah, I know. I'm freakin' out already and it's only Tuesday. It's time to unwind. After all...
Ten years from now, it won't matter.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
I've started again...
I have to thank my younger sister Stephanie, for inspiring me to take this up again. THANK YOU!
This past year has been extremely difficult for us. Randy was laid off, along with a dozen or so other employees, last October. We weren't too concerned, he had been in contact with a lot of people at a lot of different companies and they all said the same thing --- "Send me your resume, we have a lot of jobs open, I'll push your's through." So he did...and his contacts did...and waiting we did...but hiring they didn't. A layoff we thought would be over by February at the latest just kept going on and on and on and on.
Randy's contacts continued to try to help him and he continued to apply for jobs all over the country, even considering more than once of going back to Afghanistan. We may never know why God tests us but a year of Randy staying at home tested us in ways we never imagined. It wasn't just our finances that were strained, but our relationship, our family, our faith. Through it all though, I never once felt as if we weren't going to make it without losing absolutely everything.
And then two weeks ago the first door opened...and then the second. Randy was hired on as a consultant by a defense contractor out of San Diego and then shortly after was hired on for a few hours a month consulting for a small engineering firm here in the Bay area. Watching his demeanor change instantly was an awesome transformation to see. The spring in his step is back.
So what have we learned through our one year ordeal? I've learned my husband is an absolutely amazing man who is more resilient than I have ever given him credit. I've learned that my husband will go to just about whatever lengths necessary to provide for his family. I've learned that my husband is an extremely creative writer...he has a large following on Facebook of his Barbie Chronicles and has also shown a flair for poetry pertaining to Pave Low. And even though I have always known that my husband is a good cook...gumbo, dirty rice, Cajun deep-fried turkey - EXCELLENT - I learned that he is a chef without formal training (the 20 pounds I've added on can attest!).
I'm still learning that many of the things that I freak out about on a day-to-day basis will not matter ten years from now. So now I'm ready to see where the road takes us. Now that our level of stress has lifted I can see blue skies.
This past year has been extremely difficult for us. Randy was laid off, along with a dozen or so other employees, last October. We weren't too concerned, he had been in contact with a lot of people at a lot of different companies and they all said the same thing --- "Send me your resume, we have a lot of jobs open, I'll push your's through." So he did...and his contacts did...and waiting we did...but hiring they didn't. A layoff we thought would be over by February at the latest just kept going on and on and on and on.
Randy's contacts continued to try to help him and he continued to apply for jobs all over the country, even considering more than once of going back to Afghanistan. We may never know why God tests us but a year of Randy staying at home tested us in ways we never imagined. It wasn't just our finances that were strained, but our relationship, our family, our faith. Through it all though, I never once felt as if we weren't going to make it without losing absolutely everything.
And then two weeks ago the first door opened...and then the second. Randy was hired on as a consultant by a defense contractor out of San Diego and then shortly after was hired on for a few hours a month consulting for a small engineering firm here in the Bay area. Watching his demeanor change instantly was an awesome transformation to see. The spring in his step is back.
So what have we learned through our one year ordeal? I've learned my husband is an absolutely amazing man who is more resilient than I have ever given him credit. I've learned that my husband will go to just about whatever lengths necessary to provide for his family. I've learned that my husband is an extremely creative writer...he has a large following on Facebook of his Barbie Chronicles and has also shown a flair for poetry pertaining to Pave Low. And even though I have always known that my husband is a good cook...gumbo, dirty rice, Cajun deep-fried turkey - EXCELLENT - I learned that he is a chef without formal training (the 20 pounds I've added on can attest!).
I'm still learning that many of the things that I freak out about on a day-to-day basis will not matter ten years from now. So now I'm ready to see where the road takes us. Now that our level of stress has lifted I can see blue skies.
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