My favorite photographs of anyone involve when the picture accidentally captures who that person is. For example, I have a wedding pictures that is my husband and I laughing at each other. It is an amazingly flattering picture and really suits us and our dorky behavior. This weekend we traveled to Fargo to see friends and get little girl's picture taken. I'm so happy because we have a picture that captures my little girl. You can tell that she was just laughing and throwing her arms up. I love it.
It was a good weekend even though sleep was diminished due to both fun times and a crab-tastic child. The house is now almost clean (vacuuming in the morning). So with Fall break tomorrow I should be able to get a little further ahead with my work stuff, Phil shall clean the basement, and do a little fall cleaning. Hurrah for an extra day to get things done. Now off to bed.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Grownup Pants
Sometimes the idea of grownup behavior is very scary to me. Don't get me wrong. I realize I am a grownup. I also recognize that on occasion I effortlessly act like a grownup. There are just times when I put myself in very grownup situations that I both feel overwhelming un-grownup and completely responsible.
I recently volunteered to serve on an assessment committee at the college. At the time of my volunteering it was a maybe that I would be chose, but I knew it would mean a four year commitment to an assessment group. I got stomach flutters over it. Then I was actually chosen for it. So after some initial thoughts, "Wow, people actually thought I'd be good at this, that's kinda awesome." The thoughts of "WOW, this is so professional and grown up!" creeped in. I know I'm perfectly qualified. I know that this experience will help be grow and develop professionally. I know I'm just the tiniest bit terrified. I'm hoping that last part will fade quickly.
I recently volunteered to serve on an assessment committee at the college. At the time of my volunteering it was a maybe that I would be chose, but I knew it would mean a four year commitment to an assessment group. I got stomach flutters over it. Then I was actually chosen for it. So after some initial thoughts, "Wow, people actually thought I'd be good at this, that's kinda awesome." The thoughts of "WOW, this is so professional and grown up!" creeped in. I know I'm perfectly qualified. I know that this experience will help be grow and develop professionally. I know I'm just the tiniest bit terrified. I'm hoping that last part will fade quickly.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Debating
I work really hard during the week so that when I leave work I am nothing more than my daughter's play toy. Sure some weeks I have to sneak in more work, but most of the time it works. I get all of my work done and I get to play with my daughter. The problem then becomes that since I am so focused and used to using all of my minutes, I feel obligated to be like that all of the time.
For instance, right now my little one is settling into a nap. I could finish up cleaning the house, I could play a video game, ect. The problem is that I'm not good at choosing. And by the time I make a choice, I have wasted valuable time doing whatever it was. Hmmm. Well I'm going to start with cleaning up the floor.
For instance, right now my little one is settling into a nap. I could finish up cleaning the house, I could play a video game, ect. The problem is that I'm not good at choosing. And by the time I make a choice, I have wasted valuable time doing whatever it was. Hmmm. Well I'm going to start with cleaning up the floor.
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