Stuff I Love

As part of my attempt to blog more regularly, and for CDP purposes, here is a very exciting list of  things that I love.

  1. Dark chocolate
  2. Tea (Earl Grey, any sort of ginger/peppermint/herbal concoction)
  3. Owls
  5. Gilmore Girls
  6. Hot chocolate
  7. Nail polish (all the colors, especially sparkly)
  8. Purple
  9. Scarves
  10. Being a twin mom
  11. My iphone/ipad/macbook
  12. Tights
  13. Buffy the Vampire Slayer
  14. Tori Amos
  15. Books, books, books, all the books! (YA fiction, juvenile fiction, books set in Africa)
  16. Delicate jewelry
  17. Harry Potter (yes, he deserves mention twice)
  18. Fuzzy socks
  19. London
  20. Pretty Little Liars
  21. Teal
  22. Starbucks
  23. My wireless keyboard
  24. Samosas
  25. Switched at Birth
  26. All things etsy
  27. Stamped jewelry
  28. Sharpie pens
  29. Lush bath bombs
  30. You

A Certain Turn of Phrase

It occurred to me a while back that, while I generally feel that I write as if I’m having a conversation with you, I don’t often use a lot of the phrases that I would when I’m speaking.  If you were suddenly to have a conversation with me, you might be surprised to hear me say the following things…

  • Seriously. — I think this is probably something I tweet fairly regularly, but I’m not sure that I blog it.  For a while, on Grey’s Anatomy, Meredith was always saying, “Seriously?”, and it made me bonkers because I use it as a declarative.
  • Really?  Really??? — This is my, “Are you kidding me?” incredulous statement.  I almost always say it twice, and I say it with three question marks the second time.
  • Lord love a duck. — I don’t say this super often, but it does pop out occasionally.  I have no idea where I picked it up.
  • That really burns my cookies. — I say this when, well, something burns my cookies.
  • That’s a sad story. — I feel like this often comes off as me being facetious, but I don’t mean it that way.  You might tell me about how your car broke down or how you are out of Dr. Pepper.  I’d tell you that it was a sad story.

I feel like I had some more of these, but I lost them in the depths of my twin mama brain.  What about you?  Do you have certain phrases you use regularly while speaking but not blogging/tweeting?  If you know me in real life, are there things I say frequently that stick out to you?


p.s.  So, in all my spare time, I decided to open an etsy shop.  I’ll do a full post on it soon.  It kind of got cleaned out over the weekend, but there are still a few cute things to take a peek at…and more coming soon!

Can We Still Be Friends?

I stole the idea from this post from my awesome friend Ginger.  You should be friends with her too!

Can we still be friends…

…if I don’t think Nutella is all that fabulous?

…if I don’t like honey crisp apples?

…if I think Friday Night Lights is a good show, but I don’t think it’s AMAZING?

…if I have all of the Harry Potter movies on DVD and still plan to buy the boxed set?

…if I just don’t get Jodi Piccoult?

…if I think Uggs are ugly?

…if I think you are odd if you don’t like cheese?

…if I don’t care if my twins are identical or fraternal?

…if I love those trashy Real Housewives shows?

…if I quote Gilmore Girls on a daily basis?

…if I’d rather stand around eating dips than a real meal?

…if I have an unhealthy obsession with apple cider?

Can we still be friends?

Accent Vlog

After watching accent vlogs on Lisa and Ginger‘s blogs, I decided it looked like fun and wanted to play along.  Apparently the theme of my blog this week is vlogging…and yes, I’m wearing the same clothes in this video as I did in the signing video.


Say the following words:
Aunt, route, wash, oil, theatre, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, sure, data, ruin, crayon, toilet, New Orleans, pecan, both, again, probably, spitting image, Alabama, lawyer, coupon, mayonnaise, syrup, pajamas, caught

Answer these questions:
What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that curls into a ball when you touch it?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
What is the thing you use to change the TV channel?

So, what do you think?  Do I have an accent?

I Love…

…sleeping in, Buffy, sunny and 75 degrees, the smell of rain, purple pens, lumping on the couch,Wicked,  mini cupcakes, a good book and a cup of tea, when my puppies snuggle with me, getting the mail, my iPhone, chatting with friends after school, cheeseburgers, connecting with families, new clothes, knitting when it’s cold outside, Ted’s smile, eating dinner with my family, Gilmore Girls, spinach and ricotta pizza, hot showers, Rent, being on the water, Sonic cherry limeade, Alton Brown, bloggers, Dar Williams, owls, daisies, being a teacher, flip flops, having a voice, frozen pizza, organizational tools, sleepovers, the internet, waking up and realizing I still have hours left to sleep, being a blogger, reading outside, walking the dogs, watching TV on DVD with Ted, skirts, apple juice, Tori Amos, books about Africa, Harry Potter, standing up for myself,  traveling, London, Indian food, learning off-color sign language, etsy, wearing pajamas, tacos, Audrey Hepburn, purple nail polish, banoffee pie, taking my temperature, taking a bath, the smell of clean hair, finding new blogs, using the dogs as pillows, Lost, learning new things, macaroni and cheese, Bones, late night thunderstorms, making lists, taking pictures, the excitement of a new school year, chocolate-banana milkshakes, office supplies, my MacBook, cheese, Grease 2, paying bills, watching old movies, ovulating, Cheetos, you…

What do you love?

Never Have I Ever

There are some things in life that I’ve never done.  Well, there are a lot of things I’ve never done.  What I’m talking about are things that I’ve never done that most people have.  For instance, I have never mowed a lawn.  Not once.  Never even turned on a lawn mower.  I’ve also never shoveled the driveway.  I’ve never eaten a hot dog with mustard.  I’ve never seen “It’s a Wonderful Life”, and I’ve never seen “Casablanca” despite the fact that we own the DVD.  Today, as I am busy not watching the Super Bowl, it occurred to me that I have never watched the Super Bowl.  Sure, I’ve seen a moment here and there, but I have never actually sat down and watched it the whole way through.

It made me curious.  What is something that you’ve never done before?

Kyla Wants to Know

So, Kyla participated in an interview meme, and since I love a good interview, I decided to join in.

The Rules

1. If you want to participate, leave me a comment saying, “Interview
me.” (And your e-mail address, please.)
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone
else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them
five questions.

Kyla asked, and I answered.

1. If you could live in any city, what would it be? If it isn’t where you live now, have you considered moving there and why have you decided against it?

I would live in London.  I’m obsessed with all things British, and London was such an awesome city to visit.  I mean, they have Banoffee Pie there.  And Alan Rickman.  Plus, let’s face it, they have such cool words.  Loo sounds way better than bathroom.  Doxy is so much nicer than hooker.

Ted and I talked about moving there once upon a time, before we were even married I think.  Originally, we decided against it because we were joining the Peace Corps.  When that went sour, we were already settling into a routine here.  Now that we’re planning to start a family, I can’t imagine raising my kids away from my parents.  Plus, with my dad being sick, I’ve come to realize just how important being close to family is.  Maybe we’ll retire there…

2. When and why did you decide to be involved in early childhood special education? Was there an Ah-Ha moment you can pin point?

Taken from another interview post I did — “I first read about Helen Keller when I was in 2nd grade. I found her story absolutely fascinating, and I really consider that the beginning of my interest in people who have different abilities. I taught myself to fingerspell and to identify braille letters by the time I was in 3rd grade. My friend, Heather, and I played Anne Sullivan and Helen Keller in a play in 3rd grade. In fifth grade I wrote a speech about a great American Invention, and I chose American Sign Language. I guess my point is, that the education of people with different abilities was a passion of mine that started very early in life. I can’t imagine doing anything else.”

I spend my summers as a teenager working at a Montessori school’s summer camp.  I loved working with young kids, and by the time I got to college, I knew I wanted to teach little ones.  I got my Bachelor’s degree in Early Childhood Education and stayed on to get my Master’s degree in Early Childhood Special Education.

In some ways, I feel like working with children with special needs is my calling.  It’s what I’m destined to do.  I feel like my own educational and life experiences led me to become the type of teacher that I am.  There was no one specific moment that turned me towards my career.  Rather, there were a lot of little moments with a lot of really amazing little people.  I am an absolute geek when it comes to brains, neurology, and child development.  I also love working with families, helping them through difficult times, and helping kids to become everything they are meant to be.  I get really corny when I talk about my job!

3. When you were a teenager, how did you imagine your twenties? Has your life turned out anything like your teenage visions of your twenties?

As a teenager, I imagined myself in my twenties in a hundred different ways.  Sometimes I was married with kids.  Sometimes I was a famous actress.  Sometimes I was a geneticist.  You name it, I imagined it.  I don’t think my life is anything like what I imagined it to be, because I never could have dreamed up such an amazing husband, such insane dogs, or such a passion for my job.  I guess that’s pretty cool.

4. As someone who works in a helping profession, and one that’s very hands on, do find that you need to carve out “you” time to recoup from your work? Does it take a lot out of you, or does it recharge you?

When I first started teaching, I brought work home with me all the time.  I basically worked all the time.  I don’t do that anymore.  If I have reports I need to get done, I’ll occasionally do them at home, but, for the most part, work stays at work.  I have to do what I can to keep my work and home life separate or I will work myself into the ground.  You’ve already seen how crazy I get about my job.

I definitely need to take “me” time, and I do most of that on the internet.  I come home everyday and head straight for my computer.  I read e-mail, blogs, update twitter, and let my mind take a break from thinking about my work day.  It’s kind of my zombie time.  If Ted happens to be home, he usually is hard pressed to get a response out of me.

My job definitely takes a lot out of me.  I am physically and mentally exhausted at the end of the day.  Sometimes, I am amazed that I don’t sleep more than I do.  On the other hand, my job is incredibly rewarding.  I get so much fulfillment out of it that it kind of makes up for the stress and the exhaustion.  I wish more people felt that way about their jobs.

5. As a twenty something who has been married for almost 5 years, what have you learned about your relationship in your marriage so far?

First and foremost, I have learned that I married a truly amazing man.  Ted is everything I could have ever wished for in a spouse.  I know that now more than the day I married him.

I’ve learned that we are really goofy people, but our goofiness is a key ingrediant in our marriage.  We spend a lot of time being really weird.

I’ve learned that, while marriage is sometimes about compromise, it isn’t about compromising yourself.  Ted and I encourage each other to grow, to try new things, to be who we want to be.


So, that’s that.  Thanks to Kyla for the questions!  If you want to play along, be sure to let me know and I will send some questions your way!

To Discuss My Love of Cheese

One of my favorite bloggers, Andy, has issued a Get to Know You Challenge.  The challenge is to post this week on something that no one knows about me, a favorite story from my past, or my top ten favorite something.  I have decided to take this challenge to the extreme by writing a post that includes all three.  Let’s get this party started…

It’s no secret that I love cheese.  I love cheese a lot.  But what you might not know is just how this love of cheese got started.  In fact, I’m fairly certain you don’t know where my love of cheese came from.  I don’t even think my husband knows.

When I was in the fourth grade, we read a fabulous book called The Great Cheese Conspiracy.  It was a great little story about three mice and a cheese heist.

After we had finished reading the book, our teacher decided that we would throw a cheese party one day at lunch.  We would get to eat in the classroom that day, and each student would bring in a different type of cheese to sample.

My mom and I headed out to the store to pick out some cheese for me to bring.  My experience with cheese up until this point was singular — Kraft Singles.  So, I chose my cheese based on name alone.  Muenster.  What a great word.

The day of the cheese party arrived, and I showed up with my muenster.  I couldn’t believe my little fourth grade eyes.  It was a veritable smorgasbord of cheese!  I completely forgot about my lunch.  It remained safely tucked inside my New Kids on the Block lunchbox.  Instead I spent my lunch tasting a wonderful variety of delicious cheese.  Thus, the cheese fanatic in me was born.  I owe it all to my fourth grade reading teacher, Mr. Steinheimer.  That and my use of the word discombobulated.

Since that fateful day, I have been a dedicated cheese lover.  I include cheese in almost all of my meals, and I would choose cheese over chocolate any day.  Becoming lactose-intolerant is my worst nightmare.

Without further adieu, I will now leave you with a list of my top ten favorite cheeses (in no particular order):

  1. Muenster
  2. Parmesan
  3. Feta
  4. Gorgonzola
  5. Goat cheese
  6. Gouda
  7. Mozzarella
  8. Provolone
  9. Gruyere
  10. Blue cheese

You may have noticed that I don’t have cheddar listed there.  Believe it or not, I’m a cheese girl who isn’t crazy about cheddar.  I do like it, but it doesn’t touch my top ten.

What is your favorite kind of cheese?

Sometimes I Freak Myself Out

Sometimes I’m afraid there is someone hiding behind the shower curtain.

Sometimes, when I’m washing my hair, I’m afraid that there is someone in the bathroom with me.

Sometimes I run up the stairs after I turn the downstairs lights off because I’m afraid there is someone in the dark.

Sometimes, when I go potty at night, I’m afraid of my reflection in the mirror.

Sometimes, when I go into my dark bedroom, I don’t look up at the ceiling because I’m afraid of what will be up there.

Sometimes I jump into my bed so gremlins won’t grab my feet from under the bed.

Sometimes I am lame.

Still Together After All These Years

There’s someone who has been in my life for as long as I’ve been alive.  He’s been there with me throughout my childhood, my crazy teen-aged years, and now into adulthood.  He’s been my confessor, my confidant, and my friend.  We’ve been sleeping together for nearly 28 years.

I’m talking about my Foof.  Named after the notorious Bunny Foo-Foo, Foof has been around the block — and then some!  Sure, he’s starting to look a little ragged, but that’s just the result of being loved to oblivion by one adorable little girl turned sassy lady.

Truth be told, there was once more than one Foof.  You see, I was very fond of my Foof as a wee one.  My mom, concerned that Foof might get lost, purchased a back-up Foof to ward off any impending meltdowns.  I, being the adorably precocious child that I was, could not be fooled by the impostor Foof.  They were clearly different.  One became known as Fat Fingers, and the other as Skinny Fingers.  Tragically, Skinny Fingers was left behind on a trip to Missouri, never to be seen again.  I know he’s someplace now watching over me — and probably glad that he got out while he could now that he’s seen how Fat Fingers ended up!

There are several magical things about Foof.  One is that he’s a puppet so you can curl your fist up inside his head and wear his love.  He’s also got this wonderful silky fabric all around his edges and in his ears.  This is known as Sweet.  It’s lovely to wrap between your fingers on put over your eyes.  This is especially nice to do when it’s cold.  As a young child, I would twirl Foof around by his ears to chill his sweet.  By the time I was a teenager, I had learned to just stick him in the freezer for a bit.

The best magical thing about Foof, however, is his smell.  Even now, I love to hold him up to my face and just inhale that fantastic smell.  Yes, I realize that it’s 28 years of child slime that makes him smell that way, but it’s not as if he’s never had a bath!

Foof now resides in my pillow.  He only comes out when the sheets are going to get washed.  I figure that keeping him in the pillow will postpone further disintegration.  And yes, I know he’s pink, but he’s still a boy!

So, tell me, what are you sleeping with?