Autumn

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Heritage Days #1

Found myself alone heading up north to Heritage Days, hadn’t been in a few years and felt the call of the old school house filled to the brim with local artifacts and all types of antiques. Was a beautiful day, not too hot and not chilly.

I have an affinity for old schools, having gone to junior high in the 80’s in a school built in 1918. The grandfather I never knew cared for that building for a great many years, my mom and her siblings grew up having to help after school. Feels as though it’s in my blood.

This gem used to be two towns north of us. Still miss seeing it on the corner coming into town. So nice to see it fixed up.

Visiting the 2x great grandparents just down the road from the Heritage Days.

My great grandfather’s sister and nephew as well.

Each room in the old school has a different theme.

The old stage.

The old gymnasium, can’t even imagine basketball games were once held here.

Will share more later…best hit the sack if I want to function come 6:30.

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Monday 10. September 2018

The old girl is beginning to get the hang of this having a job outside the house and having to do the daytime thing. Not loving my loss of my night owl routine, but I continue to remind myself I have the weekends, holidays and summer break to hoot owl away. Still a process, but I feel a break through has happened…didn’t feel like crying while getting ready for work this morning nor on the drive to and from…baby steps, right?

Actually have my own desk in one of the 6th grade rooms, only in there for two classes a day, but feels nice to have my own little place…for the most part I carry the few things I need through out the day, but it is nice to have a place of my own…also have a locker for if I want it for a coat or whatever, works well being it’s next to the teacher’s lounge, so just as easy to keep my lunch there and not disturb a class.

I am an aide for one guy I’ve known since he was pry in pre-school through youth group at church, so that has given me some familiarity to calm my nerves in the beginning days. I also help a few other kiddos during the classes when they need a little extra hand. Have even been given a study hall, to myself, no teacher with me. Intimidated me the first day, but it took no time to get the hang of it…about a dozen 6th graders, some of whom I knew through youth group.

Didn’t know quite what to say this afternoon when one kiddo asked my opinion on President Trump. With all the ugliness in our country from one side to the other and with people’s varying opinions, wasn’t sure what to say. When I was in the 6th grade I knew Ronald Reagan was the president and that was it, had no opinion. Gave the boy my yes or no answer and hoped to leave it at that…he informed me that he felt strongly the exact opposite. As I tell friends and family who want to start an argument with me I simply stated that we all have the right to think and believe as we do and that’s alright, one is no more right or wrong than the other…it’s okay to think differently on the same subject and leave it at that. He seemed to be satisfied with my answer, thanfully!

It is rather comforting being in such a small district. We had a fire drill today, the entire 6th through 8th grades fit (tightly) into pews of the small Lutheran church down the street from the school. Can’t say as if more than 150 people would fit into the santuary. My kids went to school here and most of the teachers and the principal were the ones my kids had, a few teachers, scary to say, graduated high school a few years ahead of our oldest.

This week is homecoming week. Dress up day today was California, we had kiddos and teachers dressed as tourists, Disney characters and Old Hollywood movie stars. Such fun! Tomorrow is Texas, so debating whether or not to dress up being we have a house full of cowboy clothes. Wednesday is Decades, chose a decade to dress up like. Thursday is class colors and we have orange. Friday is school pride day, maroon, gold, black and white. Funny thing…we are playing MY school and the school Bubba goes to now for our homecoming game. Had to bite my tongue pretty hard at the local grocery store the other day when a mother at the check out next to me said how much she HATES the school we are playing for homecoming, she was facing my back and had to see the writing on the back of my royal blue and white tshirt with the school’s name printed on the back with the name of the girls who went to state for golf this May. Hate is such a strong word which I reserve for the devil and very little else. I have a fondness for both schools, no reason to hate…school rivalry is one thing and I get that…seriously don’t recall ever having a rivalry between these two schools.

Anyway….getting used to the new grind.

This one attaches herself to me from the moment I get home and tried to head out with me in the morning. Still getting used to the new routine.

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The Winds of Change

Big life change…ma starts working at the local elementary school on Tuesday morning.  It was a really hard decision to make, one that made me sick to my stomach at the thought of the unknown after having been a stay-at-home mom for the majority of the past 23 years. It’s something I’ve thought about since spring and visited with one of our “other daughters” who is an Aide at the school and think may be right up my alley.  Ash took my application in on Tuesday, received the call this afternoon…was told I could start tomorrow if I wanted…but chose a meeting to learn the ins and outs of the job and so on.  I am absolutely terrified of change!  Will be nice to feel as though I’m accomplishing something again! 

The best will be that it’s only during school hours, no weekends and no nights besides school programs.  Will still be able to be home for my guys and go with when there’s a rodeo or roping.  That was one of my major worries being I’ve been able to be there for everything over the years.

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(these two normally won’t sleep this close, but mom made a couple new afghans)

Had been having THE BEST WEEK in a long time until this morning.  Our girl is on her one week vacation and came home this year instead of staying out west.  She finally found a class to carry a gun, so she wasn’t able to get home until around suppertime on Sunday.  Actually had both kids in one house, actually in the same room, for the first time in YEARS.  Rather funny, the top bunk and K aren’t the best of friends…but she seemed to actually be enjoying hanging out with her little brother again.  Made ma’s heart feel good.

Yesterday we took Gramma to the city to the hotdog shop, was always one of our things and it had been a couple years.  Afterwards we went to the Catholic park and walked off those hotdogs, Gramma and I had each been there once, K hadn’t been before.  Took her awhile but she found Moses…he was who she wanted to find aften Jesus.

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Was even able to pull a fast one and stop at a cemetery in the city where I found my Great Great Grandmother and her second husband and two sons.  Cemeteries freak my girl out and I find such peace walking cemeteries and reading stones.  She gets that from her father, he doesn’t like going either.

We’d been having such a nice time…when I got up to get Bubba going for school this morning she was roaming the house.  Her boyfriend of almost three years called at 4 am to say he wasn’t sure about their relationship anymore.  Is he freaking kidding me, she’s six hours away on vacation with her family and he pulls a stunt like this?! 

He’s here now, she met him in the city where they are spending the night.  She texted to say they’ve working things through…they came to the realization they’ve let work and friends get in the way to the point where they are basically roommates.  They have work to do but seem to want to work on it. 

Don’t know what she’ll do if they break up.  No family out there, no friends close enough for her to room with if they do.  They have a pickup they split the payment and insurance on, the downpayment was the vehicle she’d been driving since she graduated high school that we gave her when she graduated from college…she’d never be able to afford that payment on her own, rent, she has a good job but not high paying enough to get a place of her own, no matter how cheap.  She did tell him that if they did break up and she had to move home, there would be no going back.  She’d been working at a bank for almost two years now and just became a loan officer over the summer, that’s a hard job to leave and try to find new. 

Mom is feeling so much stress…thankfully she takes after her dad and doesn’t let too much stress her out and has always put her head down and plowed on when times have been tough.  Not real having with DingBat tonight for pulling this on her at this time.  She hasn’t been able to come home for this long in over two years.  Going to have a hard time being civil when they come home tomorrow.  I will be, but it won’t be easy…selfish comes to mind, it could have waited two days until she went back out west. But that’s mom speaking. 

Now I have to start to thinking about shower and bed.  I’ve been a major night owl for over two decades now (since K was born I’ve always waited until the kids have been in bed for the night to do my thing and have never been able to break it after both were in school) and the though of having to change is going to be tough, the meeting at the school is at 10:30, which isn’t too hard, but starting next week I’ll have to be at school at 8:00…pretty tough when I normally go to bed between 2:30 and 3.  I can do it…it’s worth it! 

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