School's Out

School's out for summer!!!! I have big plans of finishing a nursery, taking two grad classes, and resting a whole lot. I may travel to see friends. I may make friends come see me. I am so glad that I do not have to wake up Monday morning at 6:00. Life is good!

I love Lucy

The other night, Ty and I had an original "I Love Lucy" episode in our kitchen. I came home from work and Ty was in the kitchen starting dinner. He had this huge casserole dish on the stove top. I thought he was just doing prep work of chopping and stuff, so I didn't say anything about how that dish can't be heated on the burner. I went into the laundry room, and just as I step in there, I hear this huge explosion. I walk back into the kitchen to see that the casserole dish was split in half. Ty didn't know that the casserole dish couldn't be used on the burner, and he had the burner on to melt the butter. Well, I start cleaning up broken shards of pyrex and the food that was in the dish. Ty continues cooking. I start to smell something burning. So I am checking burners, and can't find anything. Ty told me that he had turned on the oven. I open the oven to find a stryofoam container that Ty had left in there completely melted. So I start to clean that up. I had to turn the oven off, so it would be cool enough for me to get stuff out. All the stryofoam then cooled and wouldn't come off. So we had to turn the oven back on to be able to get the stryofoam out. I was laughing so hard by the end of this. We did eventually eat our dinner, but it took a lot longer. I'm not sure why we didn't give up, but we didn't and dinner was great. Now whenever we turn on our oven, we still smell burnt plastic. We can't find it in the oven. I hope that isn't a fire hazard.

Food

I've always heard about craving food while pregnant. I haven't been craving things, but I can say this. EVERYTHING TASTES SO GOOD!!! I could eat all day even when I'm not hungry (which isn't often). I love sweet things especially anything with fruit. I never knew that the sense of taste was so enhanced during pregnancy.

Random fact: Amniotic fluid tastes like the food that you eat. The baby's tastebuds are almost fully developed by the 21st week in utero. Pregnant women really like sweet things because their breastmilk is sweet and the flavor of the amniotic prepares the baby for sweet things. It has been seen on some women's ultrasounds that the baby spat out the amniotic fluid when they ate something really sour before the ultrasound. I might try that on my next ultrasound.

To do:

I have so many things on my to do list. I am a terrible procrastinator. Some of these things have to be accomplished by the morning, others next week, and others by the time Gabe gets here. I'm blogging to procrastinate even longer.

• finish presentation by tomorrow
• type a treatment plan
• buy a ream of paper
• make copies of presentation and treatment plan by 8 a.m.
• lesson plans for next week
• call businesses to give awards for student's projects
• finalize field trip info by Monday
• attend my sister-in-laws graduation sunday services
• attend a cook out with family
• finish the floor in the room we are remodeling
• after the floor is finished, move guest bed into that room
• after bed is moved, move crib into baby room
• pay bills
• move Ty's clothes to closet in our bedroom to make room for Gabe's gifts on Friday
• laundry
• dishes
• clean floors
• buy make-up
• clean out fridge

I know there are other things on my list, but these are very pressing. I guess I better get started. Gabe is trying to kick the laptop off of my belly. Maybe he's trying to tell me something.

Random Story

My principal and I had a conversation about Kindergarten Round-up recently because his son will be in kindergarten next year. This made me think of my own kindergarten round up experience.

My parents were moving to a new town before I started kindergarten. My mom drove me the two hours from our home to the town we would be moving to that summer. I stood in the front seat (before car seats were mandatory for toddlers) and talked non-stop for the whole trip. I laughed and talked about completely random things. I still have this unfortunate trait today (just ask my husband). As Mom takes the exit, I start crying uncontrollably. I was screaming, "What if I fail?" My mom still has no idea how I knew about failing tests, but I was sure I was going to fail. She finally calmed me down in time for me to take my tests. However, she couldn't go with me. I was traumatized. When the testing was over, Mom asked me how it went. I told her, "Oh, it was easy. They made me hop on one foot, count, name letters, and name coins." To this day I remember the questions they asked and which question I missed. I know I missed the identify of a nickel. I can explain this unfortunate event though. They only showed me one coin at a time. I got the penny and dime correct. When they placed the nickel on the table, they only let me see the back. I couldn't tell, so I said it was a quarter. When the next coin was a quarter, I recognized my mistake immediately. However, the teacher wouldn't let me change my answer, I asked. Apparently, even with missing one question, you are allowed to enter kindergarten. I didn't fail, thank goodness. I have never failed a test or class because I still have this intense fear of failing. Maybe I should get counseling. :)