Stepfanie's Time Out

Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday February 24, 2010

Ok so I'm going to add some words :-P

This is my 2 year old, doing her eyebrows in the mirror.

So I guess she watched me a little tooooo carefully as I did my eyebrows.

She doesn't pull out any hair, but just "brushes" above her eyebrow.

I was watching her carefully, and when I told her not to poke her eye, she told me,

"I KNOW MOMMY"

2 seconds later, she handed them to me,

"Your Turn" :-)

Letting Go Of Childhood Dreams

Tuesday February 23, 2010

I had a lot of expectations of myself when I was a child. But then again, don't we all. We believe what the world tells us when they say that anything is possible. We believe that we will be the president, the movie star, the doctor, because we are told that they are all attainable. We are completely unaware of how hard these things are, the amount of school we need to go through, the people we need to network with, the costs of classes, ballet school, acting coaches, degrees, and everything we must overcome to reach those dreams. That is when we start to lsoe sight of those dreams, because we realize how much work, how much effort is going to be needed by us. And poof, our childhood goals have just become mere dreams that we used to have.

Why even go to high school!?

Sunday February 21, 2010

This has been the question in our household ever since I started up my classes again this spring. If you don't know, I take online classes through the University of Maryland. They have an awesome curriculum and are one of the very, very few places that offers English bachelors degrees. So a couple of weeks ago, my spring semester started and we are just now getting into the nitty gritty of assignments, labs, and due dates. Online schooling is one of the best things that could happen to me. Sure you miss that face to face conversations with people, but when it comes down to it, I am still learning all of the information, and my classmates and I talk all the time through chat, and via our discussion boards. I even found out one of my classmates in my Biology class is even in the same city as I am in Texas. That was cool.

I love my grandmother. As with Filipino tradition, she has lived with us my entire life. Living with her, I have picked up the 10 things I have learned from her.

1. The more artificial plants and trees you have in your house, the classier it really is.

2. When the sign in the store says Buy One, Get One, you better buy 3 and demand the 3 free. Even if it says the offer is only good for one. And you'll win.

I dread tomorrow. I am sitting here at my desk, staring at my open planner seeing tomorrow highlighted "Catch Up Day." Usually, my Catch Up days are Mondays, and I use that time to pay bills, do laundry, schedule everything for the week, send out all the e-mails from the weekend, anything of that nature. As I stare at these yellow highlighted pages, I know that tomorrow's catch up day isn't as easy and care free as they usually are. Especially since this catch up day lands on a Friday.

I'm Dreaming Of A Scheduled Toddler

What's a young gal to do when her day is turned upside down by a 2 feet tall tyrant?

It's sad to realize that my toddler controls me. Just the thought of it makes me uneasy. If she controls me now, how will things be when she's a teenager. *shutter*

I've sadly decided that with this new baby due at the end of May that I seriously need to put Truly on a schedule. Not a strict regime stating when I scratch her nose, but at least a set time to wake up in the morning. For her it varies from 11am or 12pm. Then she won't get to bed until midnight or later since she'll take a nap around 5pm, plus she ends up asking to eat at all different times: 2pm, 5pm, and then around 11pm! Then during the day, she bounces around the house, strung out on no sleep, surviving on chocolate. So my daughter is all out of whack! Why? Because I give into her. Do I like that last sentece I just wrote? Of course not.

I don't know what it is but this thing called insomnia has had a grip on me for the past week. Maybe it's just the busy-ness of launching the Lady Bloggers Society, school starting up for me again this semester, and this baby inside of me somersaulting all over the place, but lately I've been one mess of a mommy.

I see why desks work for some people. They hold their computers, papers, books, pens, bills, folders, and files. Desks also harbor pictures of loved ones, calendars and schedules, and the occasional bobblehead or two. I can see the "desk" being a vital piece of furniture to anyone who writes, works, or just like to stay organized.