well here i am

well, here i am, it's sunday afternoon. josh is studying in his office. and i'm watching a chuck norris sunday matinee movie.

sure do wish someone would come online and talk to me.

ho hum.

well, check out this picture. it's what my baby would look like if i were to have an ultrasound done this week. how adorable! look at his little chubby cheeks!! (i was going to use Hello and actually show the picture on my blog, but then i remembered that josh reformatted the laptop and i hadn't redownloaded Hello yet. so that's gonna take awhile and i'm impatient.

now i think i'll show you a picture (not of me) but of a pregnant belly that resembles how fat i am. I like to go to this site (the belly gallery) to see where i stand. upon further investigation, i've decided not to disclose my fatness to the world. sorry!

besides, i'm kinda into this movie now.

beth

hello out there

Beth
B is for Bewitching
E is for Energetic
T is for Tasty
H is for Helpful
What does your name mean?

Then, out of curiousity, i looked up

Elizabeth
E is for Excellent
L is for Luscious
I is for Impressive
Z is for Zingy
A is for Animated
B is for Bewildering
E is for Elitist
T is for Tolerant
H is for Heavenly

So what do you think? which name is more me? Which characteristic is right on and which would you change and what to? can you tell I've been making up tests for fifth graders? I think I'm geting quite good and making up those questions. If you would like to take a test on the Swiss Family Robinson, I can email it to you.

By the way, I'm getting fat. Though it could be from the chex mix, sweettarts, pancakes, and bacon. I wish I had self-control.

Beth

bad beth

i can't believe i went that long without blogging again. i thought i was gonna do better.... sorry.

i think i'm able to blame it on josh. he's been on the computer all the time working on his silly attitude thingy (remember, he's the spaceman who works on satellites..). he had to get it done before he left for reno.

cry. he's in reno. i'm all by myself in a city where i don't know anybody at all. i was at taylor on friday, but i didn't even stop by the dorm to see anybody. i wasn't sure i would know anybody. and if i didn't, that would have been awkward and depressing. i so desperately wanted to be able to walk into gerig and see melissa, ashley, paul, emily... everyone who made that dorm my home for so long... being in a big city without anyone (if even for a weekend) really emphasized that desire.

i've been on the phone all weekend. i called becky and she couldn't come down and see me, so we just talked for a couple hours as if we were right next to each other. i even went to blockbuster and picked out a movie as if she were with me. i'm such a pathetic people person.

i've decided i don't like making new friends. i liked being forced to get to know each other because of close proximity. it didn't take any effort at all. people got to know the good and the bad about me and i got to see who remained when all was in the open and decided those were my friends. now those people are so far away! where do i go to get new friends like that? the other teachers at school aren't 'my type'. the other people at the church i go to intimidate me. they're all dressed in their Gap finest and they all know each other but nobody knows me. i want to go to a smaller closer church so it would be easier to get to know people, but josh (who isn't a people person at ALL) loves this church so much for the music, sermon, and pastor that he can't see my logic and refuses. i can see his point. i love the music, sermon, and pastor too - i think that all three are better here than at any other church i've ever been to. but i want the church family. i want people to ask how i'm doing and mean it. i want to be able to get together with those people outside of church. i want a life!!

enough complaining.

i went to the doctor on friday... OH i forgot to say - there was no school on friday! not because of snow - there was none. not because of ice storms - none of those either. but because of contaminated water. yay indy water company!! you made my day! a couple of their machines went down, and so there was a 3 minute water boil advisory thingy and we could do that everytime a child wanted a drink, so school was cancelled! too bad i got the news the second my head was under the shower, so i had to finish and dry off and all that good stuff before getting back into bed for the rest of the day.

but back to the doctor. i went on friday and met my doctor for the first time. i like her enough i suppose. i'm still caught in the decision of whether to have the midwife or the doctor. don't worry, if i had a midwife, i would still deliver in the hospital and if there were any complications, my doctor would be there. the only difference is that the midwife would see me every month, where as i'm told the doctors share their patients so i would see a different person every month. but then, when i was making my next couple of appointments, the receptionist made them all with my doctor... so i don't know if that's true anymore. but anyways - doctor's appointment. i got there at 3:45, thinking my appointment was at 3:50. i was all proud of myself because i was early. but then the receptionist told me my appointment was at 3:20. crap. i looked at my appointment card... it was for last month. same day, different month, different time. oops. so i waited in the waiting room with josh for half an hour before getting called in. then the nurse weighed me (that was depressing - and it's only going to get worse...) and took my blood pressure and told me the doctor would be right with me. so 45 minutes go by and i'm still sitting there, waiting for the doctor to be 'right with me'. i'm hoping that that was all because i was late, and that it won't happen again... we'll see. but then the doctor finally comes in and she squirts some jelly on my belly and we get to hear the baby's heartbeat!!! (not from the jelly... from this other thingy that she rubbed on the jelly on my belly.) we recorded it and everything. very sentimental. then she felt my belly and found my uterus and said basically all was good. i wanted to feel it too, but i couldn't... but supposedly it's like the size of a grapefruit now. josh got to feel it. poo.

so i'm 14 weeks. i'm in my 15th week. i'm three months. i'm in my fourth month. the baby's about 5 inches (head to butt) supposedly.

OH and i found out when i was talking to the doctor that insurance doesn't cover ultrasounds unless they're medically necessary. so finding out whether the baby is a girl or boy isn't a medical reason to get an ultrasound. so unless i come across $600 or a medical reason for an ultrasound after my 18th week, it'll be a surprise to us all, and the baby will have to live with those glorious nuetral tones of green, yellow, and orange.

well, i better go. i doubt anyone will even read this because 1)it's been so long since i've blogged and 2) it's so frickin long.

beth

grrrr water

so heather's comin over and i promised paella. we're going out of town tomorrow, so i have four loads of laundry and a load of dishes to do. i also wanted to mop the floors. go figure that today would be the day that we would be without water since approximately 10 this morning. they say it'll come back on 'sometime this afternoon'. well, i need to do dishes so i can make the paella. the paella needs at least 3 1/2 to 4 hours to cook in the crock pot. heather's coming at 6. this isn't adding up right in my head....

hmm... we do have some distilled water in the laundry room... i could use that to wash the frying pan...

but the clothes that need to hang dry will never be dry by tomorrow morning.

grrrrr water

yay! profile pic!

look at me. it only took one lazy monday afternoon and a quick sign up at villagephoto.com and i got myself a profile pic.

it's what i've always wanted.

or at least since mel and ashley got theirs up and running and i was left painfully behind.

but now i have one. i am once again part of the in-crowd.

so what do you think?

i look like mr. ed don't i.

one-liner

ironic (i-ron-ik): i'm not allowed painkillers; therefore, i get headaches for the first time in my life.

Say 'fetus'...

Here's my baby!! You can see his (or her) arm and everything!!

that 70's uterus

that title is dedicated to ashalily.

so i went to the doctOr (thanks frankie) yesterday to hear the baby's heartbeat. yay!
but she couldn't find it. boo.
she also made me pee in a cup again. booo.
she said that either my uterus is 'retroverted' which i think means backwards? (she said not to worry about it...) or my own heartbeat was so rediculously loud that it smothered the sounds my baby could have been making. i'm already sensing that this baby could be more like josh than me...
then she scheduled me for an utrasound, which i went to today.
so i got to sleep in today! all the way til 7:30 ( a whole hour and a half!) and went to my appointment at 8:45.
i still didn't get to hear the heartbeat. but i got to SEE it!! the baby is so tiny! but still somehow bigger than i thought. it's an inch long from "crown to rump" which is the scientific way of saying "head to butt."
and i got pictures!! but i still haven't figured out how to post pictures on blogger, so i'm going to need a tutorial.
anyway, it's 10:30pm and i'm tired, so good night!

a doctor and a mantainance (sp?) guy

ok, so it's the weekend and i'm actually home. that means i'm not working, and i'm not sleeping, so i'm actually writing in my blog!!

i went to the doctor on monday. it was very exciting. i am spelling doctor right... aren't i? ever since i met matt docter... doctor... i get messed up which is the real way to spell the word. way to go, matt. thanks a lot. but anyway. i actually didn't even see a docter.. doctor... i saw the 'nurse practitioner' and she was really nice. she told me i was pregnant. after she made me pee in a cup. i hate peeing in cups... grrr.... and then she tried to hear the baby's heartbeat! she thought she heard it briefly.. but josh and i didn't hear anything. so i'm going back on tuesday to hear the heartbeat and i'm bringing a tape recorder. i'm thinking cheap gifts for the grandparents... well, that's all i can think of that i want to talk about that. except for the brief warning to the girls out there... pregnancy exams are invasive. josh already said that i've gone through more than he'd be willing to. he said he would have wussed out at the blood test. guys are weak.

so anyway. about the maintainance (sp?) guy. actually... i really don't feel like talking about that right now. josh is making pancakes and that takes presidence (sp?) over lazy, gross, mean maintainance men.

so while i'm eating pancakes, you can see what the baby might look like by clicking here.
check out those elbows!

oh, and the due date is officially July 6, 2005, give or take two weeks.

oh oh, and i need names for girls. for boy names we like Malachi and Isaac and maybe Isaiah. but we can't find any girl names we agree on. we don't like ordinary names... that's the only hitch. it would be cool if they came from the bible, but it's not a necessity.

bye!!

dedicated to fj

i would like to take this opportunity to personally thank frankie for never giving up on this blog. i hereby declare you This Blog's Most Faithful Reader. congratulations! what are you going to do now?

so, what have i done in the past month of blog-silence? umm... i still work 10hr days... i try to sleep more... and i try to convince josh that getting a B in grad school isn't the end of life as we know it.

speaking of josh and grad school... he's going to be working on Taylor's satellite for his assistantship, and writing his thesis on his attitute control thingamabob, so that's really cool. he might even be able to graduate early because he's done so much work on that crap... er... stuff... already. and he might be going to reno in january to see if taylor wins the satellite contest. but he says i can't come unless i wanna buy my own ticket out there. stupid taylor. don't they realize how much i have put into this satellite? i went out to TWO satellite conferences in Utah already. i stayed up all frickin night with the rest of them to take pictures of their last-minute craziness. and most importantly, i put up with two and a half years of neglect from a husband who couldn't leave nussbaum to save his life. I DESERVE RENO.

yay, i hear josh doing dishes. sigh. it's a beautiful sound.

now i'm trying to think of any three-year-old-stories that i could tell you... i don't think i've told you very many at all, and that's a real shame cuz they're priceless. did i tell you about my one boy who got suspended for a week for hitting a teacher in the nose? that's right. a three-year-old who got suspended for taking down a teacher. it wasn't me that he hit, it was his afternoon teacher. it was really wierd, too, cuz he had been having a great day, he even was my line leader. (by the way, this is the same boy who locked himself in the handicapped stall, if you read my earlier blog about my boys). They were in the bathroom and he was trying to wash his hands. but our bathrooms are not age appropriate for my three-year-olds, so this boy (he's the smallest) has to hoist himself up onto the sink to reach the faucet to wash his hands. Anyways, the afternoon teacher sees that he is slipping off the sink and so she goes in to help him back up, and he goes to elbow her in the face! he missed (the first time) and she said "DON'T hit the teacher!" and so he starts to slip again and she goes in again to help him back up and this time he yells "NO" and swings his elbow back with all his little three-year-old strength and makes contact with her nose (right at the sensitive spot between the nostrils). the teacher stands back and covers her nose because she's sure it's bleeding, and blinks back the tears as the rest of the boys crowd around the guilty party and go, "you hit the teacher!!" "you're not supposed to hit the teacher!!" "Why did you hit the teacher??" and one boy comes and gets me (i'm right next door getting ready to go up to fourth and fifth grade) and says "The teacher got hit!" So i take the guilty boy down to the principals office and we don't see him again for a week. it was a quiet week.

well, that's all i can think of for now, besides josh is antsy; he wants the computer back. (he's the reason i've not been able to blog, if you're looking for someone to blame.)

don't know when i'll be able to blog again... hopefully soon!

by the way, i'm pregnant.

home again home again...

isn't that a nursery rhyme? i thought it was... someone tell me the rest of it.

anyway, i'm back in mendota for the weekend so that we could see josh's lil sister's basketball game. she's apparently a superstar. also, we finally FINALLY got the check for the (ford) probe and we needed his dad's signature on the check. i had to put (ford) so that ppl wouldn't think dirty thoughts. sick people. sometimes i tell ppl about our probe and i forget that they don't know that ford ever made probes and so they look at me wierd and back away slowly.

well, i gotta go.

quick! renaissance me!

my school's fall festival is nov. 4 and i'm supposed to be all renaissancy. that's like a LOT of work, since the stupid renaissance women had to wear such dumb fancy clothing. why couldn't they have worn jeans and a hoodie? maybe 500 years from now they'll have fall festivals where you dress from the 21st century. and everyone will shed their form-fitting space suits (they'll be living on mars by then) for the good ol' jeansandhoodie look. they would be so lucky.

but not me.

oh, and since this is soo much work, of course, i've done nothing on it, even though i've known for over a month.

anyone wanna loan me a dress like this? please?

smells fattening...

i got an apple pie candle. i highly recommend them. so when you're all full on frozen pizzas, you can light an apple pie candle instead of cramming yourself fuller with strawberry ice cream. just light up a pie candle and inhale the calories.

it doesn't work if you're actually hungry though, cuz then you'll actually want to eat apple pie.

but anyway, that's my new diet craze. inhale your food. literally.

can't you see it now?

steak candles... mmmmm.......

i win

i have to be the most horrible blogger ever. worse than those who blog every little movement they make... i am the blogger who forgets she has a blog. but that was because i didn't have a desktop, but rather a laptop that i had to take the time to set up everytime i wanted to use it. i also had dialup (read "slow, frustrating, not-worth-my-time"). I also had only 45 outgoing local calls a month, and every dial up was a local call. did i mention that i work 10 hr days? with three year olds? and finally.. to end the justification and cast some of this blame off me... josh was rebuilding a computer in the office so i didn' teven have a desk or a chair to sit in while on the computer. there were computer parts everywhere. it wasn't good.

well, i still work 10 hr days, and still work with three year olds, but! we have unlimited local calls now. and josh finished the computer, so i have a desk in an office with a chair that has a cushion! and this new computer is superfast, so even dialup isn't that frustrating. and i definately don't have to set up the desktop everytime i wanna use it.

so hopefully all that means that i'll be online more often now.

as for the immediate, it's almost 1am and my husband is missing me, so i'm done writing for now except to say that...

i'm not pregnant.

i teach three year olds

i've been collecting some stories and it's high time i shared them with the world.

i have six three-year-old boys. for their privacy, i will call them billy bob, jimmy joe, abdul, john, paul, and ringo.

billy bob doesn't like to color in the lines, follow rules, obey the teacher... but he's cute as all get out.
jimmy joe is also cute. and he likes to follow billy bob. the only difference is that when he gets in trouble, he cries. billy bob shows no emotion. at all. ever. actually, jimmy joe is much better behaved than billy bob. except when he follows billy bobs bad example. and that's a lot.
abdul doesn't speak much english. i'm not sure when he's disobeying and when he's genuinely confused at the words coming out of my mouth.
john ... john is definately the most mature one of the bunch. sometimes i think he's forty.
paul is very sweet and always follows directions. he's very cute. i want to take him home with me.
ringo. hmm... ringo. he's.... cute. :-D he can follow directions. he can obey. he can diliberately deceive. he's tricky tricky. and his dad looks like adam sandler.

hmm.. so now for the stories. i won't tell them all at once. must ration.

so... my discipline method is colored bears, ok? green is good. if you end your day on green, you get a sticker on a card and a marble in the jar. when your card is full, you get a prize just for you. the the jar is full, we get a class party. next color is yellow. this is a warning color. the only thing that happens is no sticker or marble. then it's orange. this means time-out (and no sticker or marble). the red bear is reserved for those who cannot obey to save their lives and it means a note home and a trip to the principal (cue dark threatening music).

anyways, stories. yay!
billy bob's gotten a lot of red bears. bet you couldn't figure that one out. he makes my day interesting. he also makes me go crazy. for example. the first day he got a red bear: he locked himself in the bathroom stall and refused to go potty or come out. he literally ran around in there (it was the handicap stall) for like at least five minutes. finally i tell abdul to crawl under the door and unlock the door. that was the dumbest thing i could have done in that situation. after i mimed to abdul three times the motion of crawling under the door, he finally went under, but then he just stood in there. i was looking through the crack trying to get him to unlock the door, but he just stared blankly at me. why didn't i choose a native english speaker? because i'm retarded. after a couple minutes, i convinced abdul, with the rest of the boys cheering him on, to unlock the door, and i proceeded to open the door (the boys were cheering at my victory - except billy bob) and grab billy bob by the arm to take him out. then, what does he scream? "i gotta go POTTY!!!" well, even in this situation, an experienced teacher does not ignore a plea like that. so i let him go, and he's not been allowed to lock a stall door ever since.

well, it's dinner time. i hope you enjoyed my story! there are lots more to come, don't worry.

bye!

and by the way.. NOT pregnant.

gmail invite competition

i have 6 gmail invites.
i have no clue what to do with them.
does anybody out there want one?
are they still in high demand?
should i sell them on ebay?
or should i set up my own competition right here and now?
hehe. competition.
tell me why you deserve my gmail invites.
maybe i'll agree.
maybe i won't.
bye.

a sorely needed update

i'm not pregnant. there. now that that's out of the way, you can concentrate on the rest of this blog.

i have a job at gray road christian school. it's over full time, and pays decent for a small broke christian school (the janitors at IPS make more than me...)

i teach the three year olds on tuesdays and thursdays.
the three year olds that come mondays wednesdays and fridays (because of working parents or whatnot) go to 'clubhouse' which is a relaxed, fun, educational half-day thing - i do that too.
so that's monday - friday with three year olds from 8:00 til 11:15.
from 12:30 till 3:15 i am in the combined 4/5th grade classroom where i teach 5th grade reading and help out as an aide for science, which taught to all of them at once.
then from 3:15 til 5:30 i supervise 'aftercare' (for those who's mom's can't pick them up til whenever). we have fun making up games that we think should be in the next olympics. if you see the lacrosse longthrow or volleyball doublebounce in the 2008 olympics, that's all me baby.

so M-F, 7:30-5:30. whatever pays off those expensive private christian university bills. which, by the way... i'm supposed to tell them i moved, aren't i. crap.

let's see what else is new.

our apartment is all set up and very homey already. we were able to actually screw things into the walls so we could put up a bunch of stuff that just sat in our closets in briarwood (they have a strict nail-size policy). josh finished the fishtankstandholderthingy and it's gorgeiouas. i chose the stain and it doesn't match any other piece of furniture we own. so it fits in perfectly.

well, i'm spent.

by the way, we only have free dial up, and everytime we connect, it takes one of our 45 local calls a month (we broke, so we have the cheapest phone plan possible), so we try to only connect once a day. there. that should be a good enough excuse for now.

love you all and PRAISE GOD for everything that fell into place in my life. (think: "to Him who is able to keep you from falling...") i've got the benidiction thing goin on here.

good night!!

beth

(name the passage that benediction came from and you get a prize)

satellite widow

so i find myself home alone a lot lately. josh goes into work at 8 and comes home for lunch and dinner and to sleep .. and well, last night that was one in the morning. i think i just described the term 'satellite widow' correctly, no? i am more married to my television set than my own husband right now. i'm trying not to wallow in self-pity, but at least self-pity keeps good company.

what a spoiled little child i am

God has been so good to us this summer, and i don't deserve it at all. i whine,i complain, i eat too much, i worry, and worst of all, i sit around all day and waste 24 hours of God-given opportunity to get to know Him more.

and what has God done for me lately, anyway....
1) got josh into a great grad school
2) gave josh an assistantship that
a) takes care of any tuition costs and
b) pays a $13,000 stipend
3) gave me this past week off to work on my job search
4) given me a wonderful, supportive, understanding husband who makes life soo much easier
5) helped us to find an amazing apartment that we can afford that is in a good neighborhood that isn't ridiculously far from IUPUI (and all they had left were two bedrooms, just what i wanted!!!)
6) AND NOW... i just got a call 15 minutes ago from a small Christian school in Indy that's going through some changes and therefore will most likely be hiring this late in the summer! (no i don't have the job yet, they're sending me an application and want me to call to set up an interview...)
7) as if that wasn't enough, after i hung up with them, i held my breath while maquesting the distance from our new apartment to Gray Road Christian School. see, our apartment, though i LOVE it, is on the southside, almost out of indy completely. all the bigger christian schools are on the north side. so i was expecting a 30 minutes drive at least. BUT NO. God loves me and i have no clue why. this school is 7 miles from our new apartment. 7 MILES.

SO. i don't have the job yet, but i definately have something to pray for. and if you don't mind, could you pray for me too?

by the way, what has God done for you lately? :-D

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