Cut It All Off!

I did it! I cut my hair off.....because I don't want to have another 4 1/2 hour long comb out session tomorrow. So since it is half as long it should only take about 2 hours....the best news....the girl who cut my hair....found nothing in my hair that alarmed her!!! Anyway here my new hairdo.

Okay and just a little funny for ya....So anytime I am in a new classroom I interview the kids. They love to talk about themselves and it makes them more comfortable with me. So, one of my usual questions(and favorites) to ask is, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" Today, I was in kindergarten and got some of the best responses ever. In random order here are some of these 5 year olds responses:

"When I grow up I want to be a princess."

"When I grow up I want to be a computer fixer."

"When I grow up I want to be a tailor."

"When I grow up I want to be a fairy."

"When I grow up I want to be a pastry chef." (that was impressive)

AND MY FAVORITE, "When I grow up, I want to be THE TOOTH FAIRY."

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!

Tuesday, January 22nd was one of the worst days of my life. It was around noon...I was in a first grade classroom when the panic and paranoia set in...."Stacey, it's okay! Don't freak yourself out...there is nothing wrong with you. Stop thinking about it, you are only making things worse." I kept talking to myself...then I decided to talk to the Lord," Please, God...don't let this be happening to me...." Then a little later there was no denying it. You see, a little over a year ago when I was doing my Kindergarten internship I began to think of the chance of this unthinkable thing happening to me. I even literally had an outright mental break down...on the phone with my Daddy, and I seriously thought he was going to fly to Houston and get me (this was when Ryan was living in VA). I mean I have heard stories of this happening....it's common, and it happens to every teacher at some point in their career.....but the Lord knows it is one of my top 3 BIGGEST fears (right behind heights and in front of homeless people). But....my research of this topic during my previous mental breakdown led me to know that every one of my symptoms confirmed my suspicions. It had happened to me!!!!! I had head lice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "Breathe Stacey...Breathe! There are children in here...you cannot cry. You have to go on....you cannot freak out just yet....BREATHE!" (This is me talking to myself again)....so after a close second mental break down and nearly hyperventilating I tried to go on about my day....I only had an hour left.
Then the kids walked out the door.....and me...well, I FREAKED OUT! I went and bought the kit.....and as I washed my hair I just cried.....I was shaking.....and this is what I thought...seriously...."I have never wanted to drink.....never desired to be drunk....but if it would help me to forget what was happening...I would almost do it." Of course, I did not....maybe only because I had to spend 4 1/2 hours combing out my hair with a special 2 inch tiny comb....and I had no time to go get the "forget all my worries supplies." And people...do you know how thick my hair is??? This was miserable! I have to do a second application of it all on Monday just to ensure they did not come back (the thought literally just made me cringe). And....I am seriously considering cutting my hair before having to comb it out again! The only think keeping me from cutting it super short tomorrow is the fear that the hair stylist might say, "Oh, My Gosh, There is something in your hair!" So, I don't know what I am going to do just yet!
I even said (and I hate to admit this), "I cannot believe God let this happen to me." In the heat of the crisis that did not dawn on me how shallow my claim was....but now I can't believe I said that! Anyway, Ryan has not hugged me since Tuesday(I can't say I blame him)...and I am not sleeping in the newly cleaned bed with him.
I beg you ...PRAY HARD that they are gone forever! I also cannot believe I am sharing this on my blog. But....now that I have spent all this time writing, I'd hate to press the delete button....so, do me a favor....don't think I am gross....please and pray for me!

Crafting Fun!

Well, Let me first start by documenting my sewing progress. It is getting better and better, but I am a still a work in progress.

This is Cathy teaching me how to thread my machine.

That night, I made these...pockets, hahahaha. Except I tried to get fancy with the ribbon on one and I sewed the pocket up and so it became a "nocket"....meaning not a pocket.

Then, I made this amature apon! And gave it away as a gift!

Next, I took it up a notch and decided to make this simple little tote bag, which is definetly not perfect...but I was super excited.

And then, there was the checkbook cover. I made one crooked seam and decided to just make random seams around the whole thing....which I won't do again...

And then I Decided to paint these canvas' for our door.

My last craft for the week was a tin magnet board....or 3! My mom and I found this tin at Dirt Cheap in Mississippi and my Daddy drilled some holes for me....and then I turned them into magnet boards.

ABSOLUTE HOPELESS ROMANTIC..

So, Friday night I went to see the movie 27 dresses. I Loved It! There is something about romantic movies....they act almost as a drug for me. Well, I have never tried drugs, haha, but, I could imagine that the high I get from romance would be very similar to that of a drug. I have tried the dentist gas (which I love) and it falls in the same category as romance movies for me. You see, as I watched the movie..I felt the giddy feelings the movie characters were feeling. My heart was so excited, my emotions were overflowing, my cheeks hurt from smiling, and I laughed and giggled in a way that only romance makes me. When I left the movie, I felt so good...that part of me that starves for romance in my life had been fulfilled for about 2 hours and I did not want it to end. So, as I got in my vehicle to drive home, I searched the radio for love songs....and boy did I hit the jackpot. I was scanning thru stations when I heard the DJ say, "Special Love Songs for Special People." I even sent up a brief thank you to our Lord for providing me the opportunity to stay in my dream land a little longer. I listened to all of these songs, and blared them as I, still giddy with romance, sang, smiled, and even laughed(I am so glad I was alone and it was dark so others could not see in). I was coming up to our apartments but I knew when I turned the car off....these moments of romance and bliss would end...so I chose not to go home..for real. I decided to indulge myself a little longer. So, I turned my music up again and rode around our little town until I decided that since it was nearing 11:15 I should go home. So, I did....and still feeling so excited about love I walked in the apartment and could not wait to tell Ryan about my wonderful night! So, picture this: I...still all giddy, happy, and well pretty stupid, open the door....not just open, but swing it open and glide in....in a Mary Poppins kind of way... and Ryan is laying on the couch watching a total boy movie. Then I say, "Oh Ry-" And then I get cut off with "Shhhhh." He did not understand how important it was that I tell him about my night and my new favorite movie, so I try again, "I've got to tell---" And once again I hear, "Shhhh...I'm trying to watch a movie." Oh, I was appalled...I mean I just watched a woman being cherished by this guy, I watched him woo her, love her, and win her over. Then I listened to love song after love song...Didn't Ryan know that I was ready to be absolutely adored and loved, and well won over(again)? I thought to myself...."I definitely should have rode around a little bit longer!"



I know not every girl is a hopeless romantic....but I am to the point that I don't think it's a good thing. I get so mad sometimes....I mean why can't the things in the movies happen in my daily life. How come I have been married for almost 4 years.....and it seems that the wooing and sweet gestures stopped moments after our wedding day. I think this is why I wanted to always be an actress...because they get to have these happy stories over and over...haha. The truth is I KNOW that movies set us up to have unreal expectations...I know that the reason these movies are so good is that they are made up...and the happy people that fall in love...they are just pretending. But there is still a part me that longs for that. I mean who doesn't. So....there are few options that are going through my mind. 1... I can stop watching these romantic movies all together (not a fun idea). 2....I can watch and enjoy my moments of bliss but accept that when the movie ends so will the bliss. Or, number 3....I can just pursue my acting career!! I am going to think on these things!
In the mean time I am going next week to see 27 dress again...with another friend!!!

Pictures from our trip home....just a few

This is precious Anna Jaymes...AKA Nana Aymes...AKA Namesie. Christmas was my first time to meet my new niece and she is absolutely precious! Matt and Crystal made a beautiful little girl!

This is Maeson, Wes, and Anna Jaymes on Christmas Day! Aren't they just the cutest little things! Crystal ran and got Anna Jaymes' bow so you would know which one was the girl..haha. Maeson is 2 Wes is almost 6 months and Anna Jaymes is almost 3 months.

Maeson..Christmas Morning playing with his front end loader.

Wes!!!!

And on Ryan's side. This is Micheal and Dana's little girl, Riley! She loves her Grandmama's necklaces!

Here's Wyatt and Uncle Ryan! This is Chad and Kelly's oldest. He looks just like his Daddy!

This is Raney! She is a spitting image of Kelly!

Okay, we are back to my side. This is my Aunt Sandra with Julian! Julian is my cousin Leslie's precious little boy. He is truly one of the cutest babies ever....and has been since the day he was born.

I will post more soon.....less pictures of neices and nephews...and I have so much to tell you about what has been happening since the last post. But, I have to force myself to go run now!!!!

Recovering from the worst night ever!

Christmas Day around 4pm I began to feel sick. Christmas evening from the hours of 7:40 pm til about 11:50pm I could not get off of the bathroom floor in my in-laws house. I had the stomach virus. It was the worst night ever! I cannot ever remember feeling so awful. It lasted til the next day...and the past two days I have had the worst headache and body pains. Thankfully...the Lord seems to have healed me. Please pray it is completley gona and I can enjoy my time here!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas! Wow! I have sooo much to write about! First let me say that Ryan, Chloe, and I are here in Mississippi and we are just loving being home. Ryan killed 2 deer yesterday, so he is super excited....and just being at my parents house with them and my brothers/sisters neices and nephews is the best Christmas present ever! I am currently wearing my new cowboy boots that my parents gave me and my Cowboy Daddy picked out for me. When I told my Daddy that I wanted to wear them with my pink tights and black dress he looked as though it might be blasphemous to wear cowboy boots at the same time one is wearing pink tights and a dress! I said I would wear them out with my mom...to which she replied.."I will just explain that you are from L.A." Ooohh...and my parents got Ryan and I the most amazing massage machine! If you live in our area...you can come try it out....but I might have to start charging. Oh...and last night my sister in law, Crystal, Ryan, and I sang on a kareokee (mispelled, I know) machine for 3 hours....everyone else went to bed after about or 6th song. I love my family!

Our nieces and nephews (6 under the age of 2) are precious. It has been so fun to have them around....however, I am not getting baby fever. I keep reminding our families that we are perfectly fine being the only siblings without kids and that I would be fine to be that way until we go to China when I am 30 to bring home Mei Ling. I have to stop talking about this...the thought of me having a kid makes me nausous...SERIOUSLY! But, I want my brothers/sisters to keep on having them. I am known as "Tatey." Ryan is known as "Unc Ryan" to one side and is called "Matt" on the other side. My brothers name is Matt....and so my nephew Maeson calls my brother and Ryan "Matt."

Before we left Hermosa Beach I finished up my 4 months assignment in first grade. I cried when I said goodbye. I mean....I adore and love those kids and although I will still be teaching at their school they won't be "mine" anymore. I also put my sewing machine to use...and I have some pics to post real soon! I first sewed some pockets. Then I sewed a pocket up accidently so we called it a "nocket" because it was "not a pocket." Then one of my favorite friends Brianne and I made some aprons. I actually gave it away as a gift. The stiching was a little horrible in places, but I felt so proud.

Well, I will write more soon and post pictures from our trip, etc. We are here until Jan 5th....so I am super happy about that. But, I have to get off the computer and go love on my family some more.

Merry CHristmas!