deliciousness discovered

Heaven on earth. Today I discovered it. S'mores Cheesecake Bars, courtesy of Annie's Eats. The most scrumdiddillyumptious delight I've ever created. I'm no food photographer, nor am I an accomplished baker, but I satisfied am I with my first sincere effort tonight. Next time, I will drizzle a thinner line of chocolate across the top, but otherwise I have no complaints about the dessert. I am most impressed with the cheesecake center. I had reservation about my ability to successfully bake a cheesecake, but I pulled it off. The consistency is ideal, very rich and thick. I'm also pleased with browning of the marshmallows on top. The recipe called for a kitchen torch, which I have not, so I used the low broiler setting and watched for two and a half minutes straight. The mallows ended up with just the right amount of crisping if you ask me. Having written about these delicious treats, I'm off now to eat another one.

Today's food challenge is meatballs for meatball subs tonight. I've done meatballs in the past, but today I'm attempting a new recipe. Wish me luck!

day trips, moving on up

This week has been a Mommy and Addy week, with the delightful exception of Wednesday when Robert stayed home with us. We've kept busy doing errands, cleaning house, watching movies, and running around the city having fun. On Wednesday with Daddy Bear, we joined Grandma Betty at Wakulla Springs for Addison's first-ever "jungle cruise". Intially she had some degree of reluctance: the heat, the crowd of people, the WAITING IN LINE. Ugh. A princess should never be expected to endure such things! Once the ride began, Addison perked up and scanned the riverside for animals. Her favorite creature was either the alligators or the manatee...she can't decide on one. We also splashed in the water to cool off. While splashing, we found Addy's friend from school and they played together for quite some time. To end our trip we ate dinner at the Lodge. The food was tasty, but the service was quite slow.

Today Addison and I raced around town all day. We spent time at the park this morning, then dashed across town to eat lunch with Papa and Nonnie and spend some quality time with Nonnie's dog, Poppy. We spent a short amount of time at home before leaving again to welcome my dad, Addison's Doodah, back from the BSA National Jamboree. She was ecstatic to see her Doodah again, but the scent of delicious Cake Shop cupcakes lured her attention eventually. We used the rest of the afternoon to build tents out of bedsheets, watched a little bit of TV and nursed my growing migraine. Addison as usual was outstanding in her compassion and understanding when my migraine hit. She softly rubbed my head and kissed my cheek while I attempted to sleep. She's not great at leaving me to rest, but waking to he smiling face, even when enduring a migraine, never upsets me. Robert arrived home and escorted Addison out for a walk to the park which allowed me to heal my pain in peace. We dined on a late dinner of pork chops, green beans and mashed potatoes and celebrated with a variety of cupcakes thanks to my mom and The Cake Shop. As has been the norm this week, Addison ended her day with a partial viewing of "Mary Poppins", read three books with her Daddy Bear and went promptly to sleep. I love days when she doesn't nap...bedtime without arguments!

Currently contemplating what fun Addison and I can have tomorrow!

BTW, when Addison returns to school next week, she will move up to Ms. Donna's 3-4 year old class! VERY exciting move!!

my school made the news...

...too bad it was for something so negative. Just in case you saw this article on tallahassee.com or wctv.tv, know that the teacher describe was not me, nor was it one of my students.

Frustration consumes me now. For every one step forward we take as a school, we jump about three feet back in the opposite direction. I want nothing more than for my school's image to improve. Today it seems an impossible feat. I think I'm most frustrated that someone at my school felt compelled to share this story with the news media. I find that to be inappropriate and counterproductive to our purpose. The PACE school goal is to promote a positive, caring, academic environment for all students. How on earth is spreading this sort of negative news furthering our cause? I am embarrassed and disappointed today.

As for happier news, Robert and I had a fantastic weekend away in Apalachicola celebrating our anniversary.

recent happenings

Last night I awoke at 4am from one of those fantastic nightmares where I can't talk or scream by screaming out loud. Robert was reasonably startled by my outburst, as was I. Luckily, it didn't disturb Addison. I was awake for at least as hour after that happened though. The nightmare felt very real. It was too close to home for comfort and it took my mind and my racing heart a long while to forget.

I finally feel like I have a group of kids who are learning. I have one group of 6th and 7th graders that are making great progress with the Language Arts program I am using. It's a very non-standard approach to language arts that focuses largely on daily repetition of the most necessary language skills, rather than one at a time focus on all the individual skills. I am not yet working on compound/complex sentences structure with the kids, but that's because I don't think I was ever taught that concept. They have finally mastered calling an apostrophe by it's name rather than an "up high comma". And they know about adverbs, adjectives, pronous, verb, nouns. They are learning about prepositions slowly. They are comma-usage masters, even for introductory adverbs. It makes my heart happy. It's something I very much needed to see, so I am immensely thankful for my smart little students this year.

Speaking of smart students, some of my kids are extremely bright when it comes to technology. I consider myself fairly technology literate, however I have nothing on these kids. They can throw together a powerpoint presentation in 5 minutes, install and calibrate Interactive Whiteboards, and find proxies to access blocked websites. They are masters of their craft. I am awed by their abilities.

14 days of school left for Nicole. I get a 4 day break and then I go back for ESY (extended school year). Fun, fun.

thank heaven for weekends

While I may have endured an exceptionally horrible week (there were several events that transpired this week that I am choosing not to blog about), I intend to stay positive. Last night, I pulled a "Power Thought Card" that one of my fabulous Aunts (don't remember which one) gave to me many, many years ago and it read: "I turn every experience into an opportunity. Each problem has a solution. All experiences are opportunities to learn and grow. I am safe." Wow. I haven't looked at those cards in forever plus one day, and when I finally decide to open the box again the card is completely relevant to my current situation. Some (Read: Robert) will say that those cards are so generic that their 'meaning' could be made to fit any situation. I say that I can take it to mean whatever I want...and if that one little card is going to inspire me to keep going with my head held high, then so be it. If all else fails, at least the weekend is here now. All is well in your world when you're with the ones you love the most.

my grown up little girl

Addison astounds me each and every day. Yesterday, her teacher mentioned that while she was playing Disney Princess songs in class, Addison would tune in to the first two or three notes of a song, and proudly declare, "THAT song is Aurora/Cinderella/Mulan/Pocahantas/etc." Miss Stacey says Addison was correct every, single time. Smarty pants little girl has an ear for music.

This week, Addison refused to sleep with a pull-up on at night, citing that they itch her skin. I can feasibly see that they are uncomfortable and chose not to argue with her much to Robert's dismay. All he could visualize was pee-soaked mattress, night after night. Luckily we found avoided the pee-soaked mattress the first few nights (we did not buy a mattress protector until today!). Addison ended up with a few accidents - two at most - which impressed me. Last night was night four of this effort, and I was beginning to feel pretty confident. I awoke around 11:30 and tried to get Addison to use the potty one more time. She refused. Robert tried again around 12:30. She again refused. We conceded. At 4:30, Addison appeared in our room at my bedside. She said she couldn't sleep. I picked her up, assuming that I would find urine-soaked clothes. When I realized her clothes were dry, I said, "Great job, Addison! Your clothes are still dry!" She pointedly responded, "Oh, Mom. I already changed my clothes and my blanket." When I questioned her further, she informed me that before walking to our room, she changed her wet clothes, put them in a dirty clothes pile, changed the protective blanket on her bed, and THEN came to our room. What three year old does that?! She's so grown up sometimes it baffles me.

I recently began a self-study. Largely, this is due to the excess time I have at school now that my fantastic intern is teaching all my classes. (Seriously, I hope my school administrators will hire her next year. She is a gifted teacher, and there aren't many people that are truly GOOD at what I do every day. Most people run as quickly as they can in the other direction!) Anyway, it's given me time to think about my teaching, my organization, me in general. So far, I've realized that:
1. I am a stuff-accumulator.
2. I have a minor addiction to online shopping.
3. I use up all my patience and energy at school and don't have much left to give to my family.
4. I really miss music in my life, singing and piano.

There are other things that I can't remember now, but it's been interesting. I hadn't taken the time to reflect on myself in quite a while...and I'm glad that I am able to know.

We have an exciting weekend planned. Tonight we have dinner to celebrate my mom's dad's birthday. He was actually born on February 29th, so today is his birthday observance. When I was little I would always write on Februrary 28th: "Papa's Birthday (Observed)". I have actually celebrated more birthdays than my grandfather. He's a mere 21 birthdays old! Happy Birthday, Papa!