"Over? Did you say over? Nothing is over untill we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? (Germans? Forget it, he's on a roll) NO! And it ain't over now. When the going gets tough....the tough get going! Who's with me!!!???"
This has to be my favorite quote of all time! Yes it's from a movie, Animal House, and not some historical person or event. I love this quote because it's about a guy who no matter what his status in life, never gives up. I love this quote so much, it's my ring tone on my cell. Yes, it really is. :)
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Monday, August 5, 2013
Something you wish you did well....
There are many things I wish I did well. I like to dance, sing, read... But I guess the one thing I wish I did really well, would be dancing!! I really do love to dance, and everytime a song comes on, fast or slow, I move... (listening to Cowboy by Kid Rock and doing the head bop right now. ) I have started doing Hip Hop Abs and Rockin' Body, and have discovered that WOAH!!! I really don't dance well... hahaha I really wish I could move like Shaun T and his crew..
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Embarrassing Moment
Yeah, embarrassing moments...we ALL have them...It's hard to think of just one. :) But I'll go with the first one that popped into my head.
I got a job this past school year in the Middle School. A school I was familiar with because my man-child went there for 2 years prior to me being hired. I was placed in the 7th grade, which totally made him happy. So I knew alot of the students from when I worked in the Elementary School, but there were alot I did not know. One day I go to work and we're in 1st Core, which is homeroom/1st period. This nice and pretty 7th grade girl comes up to me and says. "Ms. Butler, do you have your shirt on inside out??" Of course this is said loud enough for EVERYONE to hear... I simply looked at her, looked at my shirt, and told her in my best English accent, "why yes, yes I do. It's the newest thing, and all the rage!".
I never did go and fix it, leaving it on inside out just to make a point. :)
I got a job this past school year in the Middle School. A school I was familiar with because my man-child went there for 2 years prior to me being hired. I was placed in the 7th grade, which totally made him happy. So I knew alot of the students from when I worked in the Elementary School, but there were alot I did not know. One day I go to work and we're in 1st Core, which is homeroom/1st period. This nice and pretty 7th grade girl comes up to me and says. "Ms. Butler, do you have your shirt on inside out??" Of course this is said loud enough for EVERYONE to hear... I simply looked at her, looked at my shirt, and told her in my best English accent, "why yes, yes I do. It's the newest thing, and all the rage!".
I never did go and fix it, leaving it on inside out just to make a point. :)
Saturday, August 3, 2013
A treasured Memory
My most treasured memory would have to be the birth of my son. I wasn't one of those people who wanted to be married, or have kids... it all just kind of happened....all at once. :)
He took an awful long time in getting here that's for sure! I had alot of problems being pregnant with him, so I was put on bed rest in Sept...his due date was 11/24...Thanksgiving day that year...So no one was more surprised than I when on 10/17 my water broke....and noooooooo. Couldn't have broken all the way now could it?? Nope...so I called my OB and she told me to come on in to have a look see. Well she had a look see, and it completely broke....hummmm, yea, not going home now am I?? :) About 22 hours later, she told me he was in a bit of a struggle, and if he didn't come out on his own soon, she was going to have to "take" him. 1 1/2 hours later my sweet baby boy was born...no C-section BTW...I fell in love with this tiny bundle of ours straight away. He was so beautiful, and had the perfect nose....then they took him away....I didn't get to see him until the next afternoon. He was 5 weeks early at that point and a bit jaundiced. But everything else was perfect. It finally hit me that I had this beautiful child when they told me he couldn't go home just yet. I cried for 2 hours...who knew someone like me, who didn't really want a child, be so upset that he couldn't come home. It was truly love at first sight! He stayed in hospital for 4 days before I got to take him home. I was at hospital every day all day until they finally gave the word we could go. The day we finally got to take him home, was the last night of Lamaze class. The day you get to tour the L&D floor. So we're getting him ready in the NICU and we see our class outside the glass. We took him to the window so everyone could see, and while Rob finished getting him ready to go, I went out and spoke to everyone.
14 years later, I am STILL stupid crazy in love with my son, who I now call the man-child. He is funny, smart, and a huge pain in the butt!! A totally normal teenager, and I love him with my very being!!!
So this is my most treasured memory. I hope you enjoyed it.
He took an awful long time in getting here that's for sure! I had alot of problems being pregnant with him, so I was put on bed rest in Sept...his due date was 11/24...Thanksgiving day that year...So no one was more surprised than I when on 10/17 my water broke....and noooooooo. Couldn't have broken all the way now could it?? Nope...so I called my OB and she told me to come on in to have a look see. Well she had a look see, and it completely broke....hummmm, yea, not going home now am I?? :) About 22 hours later, she told me he was in a bit of a struggle, and if he didn't come out on his own soon, she was going to have to "take" him. 1 1/2 hours later my sweet baby boy was born...no C-section BTW...I fell in love with this tiny bundle of ours straight away. He was so beautiful, and had the perfect nose....then they took him away....I didn't get to see him until the next afternoon. He was 5 weeks early at that point and a bit jaundiced. But everything else was perfect. It finally hit me that I had this beautiful child when they told me he couldn't go home just yet. I cried for 2 hours...who knew someone like me, who didn't really want a child, be so upset that he couldn't come home. It was truly love at first sight! He stayed in hospital for 4 days before I got to take him home. I was at hospital every day all day until they finally gave the word we could go. The day we finally got to take him home, was the last night of Lamaze class. The day you get to tour the L&D floor. So we're getting him ready in the NICU and we see our class outside the glass. We took him to the window so everyone could see, and while Rob finished getting him ready to go, I went out and spoke to everyone.
14 years later, I am STILL stupid crazy in love with my son, who I now call the man-child. He is funny, smart, and a huge pain in the butt!! A totally normal teenager, and I love him with my very being!!!
So this is my most treasured memory. I hope you enjoyed it.
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