"What the....!"

So we are sitting in the MARcedes (my grandma always said "mar" instead of "mer") dealership going over the details for my mom's new ML350 when I look over and ask the sales guy, "how do you test drive one of those" *points to SL65 AMG*. "You buy one." he responded. My jaw hit the ground. If I was going to drop $300Gs on a car I damn well be able to test drive it. He saw the look on our faces and just chuckled. My mom's ML is about 1/8 that price, but it is freaking awesome! I'll never get to drive it :(, but it's fun to ride in. I'm afraid we've created a monster and all she'll want to drive are MARcedes in the future. haha

I haven't been shhed since womens health 350

Not only did it make me crack up, but it brought back all the greatness of Excalibur's fierce death stare. Within each block there are multiple ppl who have the same emphasis and all those ppl stick together and go to their respected "methods class". For me that means that I am in the same social science methods class as 5 other of my "block bodies" so we see each other all week long. It's actually nice because we get along and we are kind of like a clique. Anyway, right now pairs are presenting different activities you can do with your class and this paticular instance it was a "6th grade class". We were finishing up and grading ourselves and group when I jokingly said "I should of given myself an A". Well I guess the class was starting to move on b/c all the sudden I here one of the girls, Lisa, say, "Alie..." with a very stern look on her face but trying not to laugh. Now to put it in prospective you need to take Ex+4yrs-9inchs-a shade of blond. It wasn't as intense of a glare, but I just couldn't help but think of all the times Ex had my back and shhhed ppl like Jig on my behalf. Along with Lisa there's a guy name Corey who always sits with us in our Bilingual class (God help me, I hate that class) and each week we've promised to bring food to share b/c there's no time for dinner...Well she ain't getting my snack! Ppl who shhh me don't get this sugar-mamma's food. Anyway, stupid story. I'm glad I have awesome block buddies, but that death stare made me think of Excalibur and how much I miss her dry sarcasm... oh the good ole days. :)

And let me just add a little rant about that stupid Bilingual Ed class... the "professor" Margie take's role by passing out name cards. Now I literally sit at the same table with Corey, Lisa, and *random*, but every week she goes around the class twice before finally figuring out where Lisa and I are sitting. To the point where she is holding both cards, side by side...we are such jerks we just sit there and laugh. hehehe. To add to that, Margie is our "professor", but the entire class is almost three hours of other ppl presenting material from the book... you guessed it, I spend most of my time on facebook :p.

So frustrating....

Enriching tomorrow's leaders! B-S! I'm not giving up but it's a blow to your ego when a student pretty much calls you a bitch without using that exact wording. Andrea Hernencia- She's a senior, has a kid, and a kidney problem, and giving me hell. I go up to her, smile and say, "Hey, how's it going? Do you have any questions?" and her response is, "No. I hate this class. I hate you. I'm not going to do my work and I'm not going to learn anything." *shock!* If it was still legal to smack students I would. I spent 4 days preparing an extensive study guide to get these brats ready for a district test that I didn't know about until 2 weeks ago and I get that lip. Then while still standing there she looks over at my guide teacher and says, "Coach Van, did you write up this study guide?" "No, Ms. Hunter did." he responded, to which she lets out a heavy sigh and rolls her eyes. This all happened on Monday so today I looked around and noticed she was absent...not going to lie, I was kind of relieved b/c I wouldn't have to deal with her crap. After class I was going to leave and I saw her walking through the hall so she pretty much just ditched the class. I just want to pull her to the side and say, "I get it. You don't like me. You don't like history. And you don't like the class. But you need to pass in order to graduate, so you might as well just suck it up, come to class, do the work, take the tests and get a passing grade." I know there's classes that people hate. I hated math and science and some ppl hate history, but you got to get over it. ugh... So as a whole, most of the class did the guides half-ass and they are going to get the test and freak out, to which I'll say, "I gave you the tools. It was your responsibility to do the work and study." They are introducing us to all these WONDERFUL teaching methods, but you have to have the perfect honors or AP class to pull them off. Someday I want to get there, but right now I'm just trying to get them to shut up. Keep me in your prayers...I need all the help I can get.

Emotional Rollercoaster

I'm not even sure how to describe today. I knew it was going to be hard b/c it was my grandma's memorial, but there was a handle full of unknowns that had me nervous. I was first so incredibly happy to see my pledge sis' beautiful face after such a long time. Everything was fine as we made our way into the church but the moment they started to sing Amazing Grace I lost it. There's something about that song that makes me cry no matter what. After pastor Russ said a few things we stood up at the front as my Uncle Del read something he wrote, my sister read something, then my dad read a letter that my mom wrote, but she knew she wouldn't be able to read it out loud. Something about hearing your family talk makes it so real. My sister was doing good reading her thing until she started to talk about Grandma never meeting Madeline. That just hits you like a rock. As I was standing up there with all of them I was surveying the large crowd (partly seeing if the jackass showed-up which he didn't...phew!) when I saw a face I hadn't seen in more than a year. Rachel...It's kind of a condratiction considering the moment, but I was suddenly so excited (and shocked) to see her. K-12 we were like twins. We were part of each others' families, but as we went to college life took us different ways. I knew that she had graduated from school and was living in DC working for a congressman, but other than that we hadn't kept in touch. I guess she realized after being out there that it was hard to be away from home and she just moved back a few days after my grandma's obituary ran and her mom told her. It's just weird b/c I've been thinking about her and now she's back. It's like a shift in life happening. My friends from college are dispersing and now my friends from when I was younger are moving back. It's very interesting b/c they are such different times in our lives. It's kind of happening to my sister too. Her friends from school are in San Fran or LA and now in the past year she's reconnected with her childhood friend after college separation. Life is changing so fast. As we sat there and mourned the loss of my grandma lil Madeline was doing cartwheels in Andrea's belly. It was so amazing to see all the people that came. My grandma went through some really hard times, and I think she had esteem problems, but it was so evident how many people loved her. A family friend took some photos and made a slide show to play at the church and at lunch and it just reminded us how beautiful she was. I know some days will be harder than others, but I have promised myself that I will allow myself to mourn her death, but celebrate her life. She is in Heaven with our Savior and I'm positive she looked down and smiled today.

A sad day

I recently heard that Avatar was surpassing Titanic as the highest grossing film and it made me an itsy bitsy sad. No I haven't seen Avatar, and there's a part of me that wants to go see it, but my life won't end if I miss out. It's just that Titanic was the movie of my generation. I had friends that literally went and saw it like 5 times in the theater (I saw it once). I guess when I think about it, every generation/decade has that one "movie". Avatar closed out the first decade of the 2000s. Titanic was the movie of the 90s. ET the 80s. Star Wars the 70s...and so on. If you've every spent the three hours watching Titanic with me you know I make fun of it, but it still tugs at my heart darnit! I remember when we got it on vhs and I always just wanted to watch the first tape b/c the second one was when it started to sink. To this day I watch that STUPID movie and hope Jack doesn't die...JAMES CAMERON YOU SUCK! HAHA. Then we can't skip over the credits because it is necessary to dramatically sing and dance to "My Heart Will Go On". In fact, did you have to sing that damn song in 6th grade choir?...oye. Anyway, lets all observe a moment of silence for the once thought to be "Unsinkable" movie.

Not gonna lie... a tad bitter.

Everyday I see alll these messages of actors/singers who get up, work-out, "organize", then get-up again sore as hell the next day. I'm not gonna lie. I'm a tad bitter. I'm working my ass off all week for a career which will pay starting $40K/year up to $60K/year 20 years down the road... Impacting tomorrow's leaders!!! It's not that I don't want to do it, but let's switch gigs yo for one week, especially at the beginning when you are running around like a chicken w/ its head cut off. So go upward and onward great entertainers, maintaining you perfect figure, while we teach you snotty kids for 7 hours before you pick them up in your 5 series.

*I'm just being a sarcastic smartass, but you know what they say... there's always a lil truth in every joke.

*LIGHTING* 1, 2, 3... *THUNDER!!*

That's right, it's been a "STORM WATCH" week in San Diego the past 4 days and there's this silly part of me that loves it. In fact, I'll admit right now that I get weather updates texted to me. The rain itself is a nice short change in our "Early morning clouds with sunny skies by the afternoon" daily weather, but what I really love is a good thunderstorm. I kept missing them all week, or thinking I saw lighting then not hearing the thunder or not seeing another strike, but this evening was different...

I'm not sure if you've ever been to my house, but the family room is like a fish bowl and perfect for watching storms come in from the west, pass over us and head east over the mountains. Right around 9:00 my dad and I started to see lightening out towards the west, but after counting the seconds between strike and clap we figured they were about 10 miles away. Somehow that quickly changed and it was literally like, "boom, boom, pow!" over my house (poor Maggie was freaking out) and before I could even say "HOTT DAMN!" the hail started pelting the patios. It was so amazing. My dad opening the door to get a better look at the hail and you could feel how quickly the temp had fallen...to which my mother said, "Close the door!". I know this is all hugely dorky, but a Southern California girl needs a lil weather spice in her life every now and again.

While that lil episode was fun, I think the craziest one I can remember was about four years ago (probably around the same time) during a STORM WATCH! day when we were in Subway and saw a huge lighting bolt, then almost at the same time a clap of thunder so loud that shook the whole building. Everyone just kind of stopped and looked at each other. Then after we ate the temp had dropped so much that we actually had to go home and put on our "winter clothes" (at least what we consider to be "winter clothes"). But the coolest thunderstorm I ever saw was a couple years ago early in the morning around like 6:00ish as the sun was rising. I flipping over on my stomach and watched the light show go on right as the sun was rising over the mountains and I swear it was one of the prettiest things I've ever seen... and I didn't even have to get out of bed :). Anyway, I'm glad that our good 'ole SD winter is returning this weekend, but it was fun watching some pretty crazy rain and wind so strong it threw our chase lounge chairs into the pool.