I literally forgot I even had a blog...
Then a few weeks ago I found out I was pregnant, and the whole world started to rearrange.
That's when the thought occurred- "I should totally blog about this."
Oh yea, I have one.
So guess who's back?
I write this as I'm cramming buttery smooth Great Value crackers in my mouth to avoid the horrid taste that I know will creep back up if my taste buds remain vacant for too long.
It's like I've been sucking on a penny that's been in the floor of my car for 5 months.
I've tried Sprite, Coke, Diet Coke, Fanta, RC Cola, Sonic cokes, etc..
Water it is....
Atleast I'm not consuming all the caffeine that Google says I shouldn't have.
Although, I am consuming hot dogs, lettuce, deli meat, and whatever processed junk I deem fit to eat.
At this point in life, if I realize I'm hungry for something, then I have to go get it or find it or cook it.
At that moment, all other foods become null in void- literally- they are deemed disgusting and are not fit to eat or be within visual range.
Needless to say, Piper is so confused by her momma's eating habits right now and why we avoid the chip aisle at the local Walmart.
Bleh.
When they say you forget all the pain and suffering of pregnancy after you have a child, they mean it.
I forgot how miserable "the sickness" is, and how real the struggle of figuring out what will not make you want to toss your cookies.
Well it's all coming back now. All of it.
Well crap.
Monday, December 11, 2017
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
Piggy-Backing
School is right around the corner, literally, like take a left at Thursday and a right after Saturday and straight on til 8:00am Monday morning at the "Welcome Back" professional development day where you'll find about 200ish professionals waiting to be motivated by the keynote speaker and mentally calculating the time they have left to prep supplies, copies, room arrangments, and schedule changes before children arrive at 9:00am on Friday for "Meet the Teacher" Day.
Run on sentence much?
Yes, but you get the point.
With school starting back comes a prep list, to-do list, don't list, and go buy list.
I still lack some dry erase markers, calculator batteries, and need more pretty washi tape and duct tape to finish labeling every beloved item in my classroom along with other random odds and ends. The top of the list though is Diet Mt. Dew to keep a girl going.
Although guess what I do have...
I have 100's of #2 pencils, blue ink pens, 100's of markers, highlighters, colored pencils, crayons, paper (lined and plaine), paper clips, staples, and tons of other random things a high school student might need throughout the day.
Why do I tell you this?
Well my dear friends, not all high school students believe it or not are capable or have the capacity or means to get their own school supplies.
Also, not all high school students have had someone in their lives care enough to make sure they have supplies.
Also, this piggy-backs with a beyond realistically fabulous article a precious co-worker of mine wrote on the realities we face in a school district where we see students above, below, and in the middle of the poverty line. The link is at the bottom and I encourage every single person who reads this to read her blog because it hits the nail on the head, driving it right through the board of reality.
It inspired me to step up on my box that makes me feel 10 feet tall.
So here it is.
Last year as a first year teacher who had never seen such, my retired, veteran, professional educator of a mother tried to prepare me because no one else was going to.
She gave me youtube links to watch, and shared stories of her kindergarten babies that I would soon be teaching as juniors and seniors.
After experiencing my first year and this whole standardized testing/ratings/mumbo-jumbo, I whole-heartedly agree with Keri when she says that no rating can measure the love, the hugs, care, and everything else non-academic teachers do. No test as such can take into consideration the Little Johnnys and Little Suzies who have experienced and live in immeasurable conditions that we would probably condemn, deal with unruly relatives, or even just flat out don't have relatives to deal with or take care of them.
This is the reality, and this is what we see day to day.
Did you know that sometimes if you don't make it a point to say "Happy Birthday" to your students-- no one else is going to because they don't have anyone to say it to them or care to acknowledge it.
Am I an expert or know exactly what I'm talking about when I say these things?
By no means whatsoever.
But have a seen it and observed it and watched how others treat these situations?
Absolutely.
If you're on the outside looking in, please be careful of how you talk about your local public schools and district as a whole...especially on social media. We as teachers take pride in our jobs, our schools, and our districts.
It stings to see and hear the negativity when you know so much more is going on.
Tune it out you say? Then don't ask me why we can't {insert certain task unaccomplished by said school or test scores or ratings} while I'm buying school supplies at Wal-Mart because you see my staff badge.
Here's the best advice anyone ever gave me starting off as a teacher...
"You know most teachers tell their students that they aren't their momma so they need to take care of themselves...
Well sometimes you're the only momma they ever have. Treat them like you would want someone to treat your own child. Love them. Care for them. Go the extra mile."
Be a momma.
Now go read Keri's article on this ridiculous rating system----->
http://talesofahighschoolenglishteacher.blogspot.com/2017/08/best-and-worst-schools-who-makes-that.html
Run on sentence much?
Yes, but you get the point.
With school starting back comes a prep list, to-do list, don't list, and go buy list.
I still lack some dry erase markers, calculator batteries, and need more pretty washi tape and duct tape to finish labeling every beloved item in my classroom along with other random odds and ends. The top of the list though is Diet Mt. Dew to keep a girl going.
Although guess what I do have...
I have 100's of #2 pencils, blue ink pens, 100's of markers, highlighters, colored pencils, crayons, paper (lined and plaine), paper clips, staples, and tons of other random things a high school student might need throughout the day.
Why do I tell you this?
Well my dear friends, not all high school students believe it or not are capable or have the capacity or means to get their own school supplies.
Also, not all high school students have had someone in their lives care enough to make sure they have supplies.
Also, this piggy-backs with a beyond realistically fabulous article a precious co-worker of mine wrote on the realities we face in a school district where we see students above, below, and in the middle of the poverty line. The link is at the bottom and I encourage every single person who reads this to read her blog because it hits the nail on the head, driving it right through the board of reality.
It inspired me to step up on my box that makes me feel 10 feet tall.
So here it is.
Last year as a first year teacher who had never seen such, my retired, veteran, professional educator of a mother tried to prepare me because no one else was going to.
She gave me youtube links to watch, and shared stories of her kindergarten babies that I would soon be teaching as juniors and seniors.
After experiencing my first year and this whole standardized testing/ratings/mumbo-jumbo, I whole-heartedly agree with Keri when she says that no rating can measure the love, the hugs, care, and everything else non-academic teachers do. No test as such can take into consideration the Little Johnnys and Little Suzies who have experienced and live in immeasurable conditions that we would probably condemn, deal with unruly relatives, or even just flat out don't have relatives to deal with or take care of them.
This is the reality, and this is what we see day to day.
Did you know that sometimes if you don't make it a point to say "Happy Birthday" to your students-- no one else is going to because they don't have anyone to say it to them or care to acknowledge it.
Am I an expert or know exactly what I'm talking about when I say these things?
By no means whatsoever.
But have a seen it and observed it and watched how others treat these situations?
Absolutely.
If you're on the outside looking in, please be careful of how you talk about your local public schools and district as a whole...especially on social media. We as teachers take pride in our jobs, our schools, and our districts.
It stings to see and hear the negativity when you know so much more is going on.
Tune it out you say? Then don't ask me why we can't {insert certain task unaccomplished by said school or test scores or ratings} while I'm buying school supplies at Wal-Mart because you see my staff badge.
Here's the best advice anyone ever gave me starting off as a teacher...
"You know most teachers tell their students that they aren't their momma so they need to take care of themselves...
Well sometimes you're the only momma they ever have. Treat them like you would want someone to treat your own child. Love them. Care for them. Go the extra mile."
Be a momma.
Now go read Keri's article on this ridiculous rating system----->
http://talesofahighschoolenglishteacher.blogspot.com/2017/08/best-and-worst-schools-who-makes-that.html
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Join the club...
Yes ok.
So I jumped on the train... just to get the kit, but if I can help others use chemical free products on the largest organ in/on their body then so be it.
I'm not a frilly, prissy girl by any means, but I do love putting on making.
Makes me feel good, and hopefully look good.
But this is the kicker as to why I chose to buy Limelight by Alcone.
The company who makes this chemical free make-up line is the same who makes MAC.
This came straight off the website.
"Incredible makeup and skin care for everyone…
At LimeLight, we empower people to achieve their goals and dreams and to inspire others to do the same. Our family-owned company was founded in 1952 to provide professional makeup to the stage and film industry. Now we are expanding our reach to help women everywhere look their best every day with our all natural skincare line and personalized makeup palettes.
Be Amazing Every Day with LimeLight!
Michele Gay & Madison Mallardi
Co-Founders | Aunt & Niece"
This company was even approached by the Blue Man Group for their unique blue-ness.
They also were approached by broadway production of The Lion King to provide all the make-up for the cast members.
It wasn't until 2015 that they expanded into Limelight- the multilevel marketing company.
Yes this is new.
But yes the products are chemical free and so smooth and creamy on your skin.
The foundation is heavily pigmented so it doesn't require so much to apply, wax-based, and did I mention chemical free?
They have a sweet smell to them too.
No there's not a minimum order to participate and be a beauty guide.
No you aren't required to buy or sell so muich.
If you have a question ask me, but in the mean while I'll be waiting on my kit to come in with all these cool products to play with and give makeovers.
www.limelightbyalcone.com/hannahhurley
Get you some. Your skin will thank you!
Limelight by Alcone- Hannah Hurley
So I jumped on the train... just to get the kit, but if I can help others use chemical free products on the largest organ in/on their body then so be it.
I'm not a frilly, prissy girl by any means, but I do love putting on making.
Makes me feel good, and hopefully look good.
But this is the kicker as to why I chose to buy Limelight by Alcone.
The company who makes this chemical free make-up line is the same who makes MAC.
This came straight off the website.
"Incredible makeup and skin care for everyone…
At LimeLight, we empower people to achieve their goals and dreams and to inspire others to do the same. Our family-owned company was founded in 1952 to provide professional makeup to the stage and film industry. Now we are expanding our reach to help women everywhere look their best every day with our all natural skincare line and personalized makeup palettes.
Be Amazing Every Day with LimeLight!
Michele Gay & Madison Mallardi
Co-Founders | Aunt & Niece"
This company was even approached by the Blue Man Group for their unique blue-ness.
They also were approached by broadway production of The Lion King to provide all the make-up for the cast members.
It wasn't until 2015 that they expanded into Limelight- the multilevel marketing company.
Yes this is new.
But yes the products are chemical free and so smooth and creamy on your skin.
The foundation is heavily pigmented so it doesn't require so much to apply, wax-based, and did I mention chemical free?
They have a sweet smell to them too.
No there's not a minimum order to participate and be a beauty guide.
No you aren't required to buy or sell so muich.
If you have a question ask me, but in the mean while I'll be waiting on my kit to come in with all these cool products to play with and give makeovers.
www.limelightbyalcone.com/hannahhurley
Get you some. Your skin will thank you!
Limelight by Alcone- Hannah Hurley
Election Results & Other News
There was an election last night....
BUT....
TODAY....
It's my Poppa's birthday.
That's a little more important to me in all honesty seeing as it's a BIG ONE.
My Poppa is the big 8-0.
If you know me, you know that my grandparents are a big part of my life and my Piper's.
So I'm going to tell some stories... Ready go!
When I was little (only child little), my mom and dad decided to graciously have another child...
Along came Hayden, and my Gege came and picked me up to go see him at the hospital...
Long story short on that, I didn't go home for a month. I stayed with them. I didn't want to go home. From there sprouted my weekly Walmart trip with my Poppa and going to work with him at Therral's.
Every Saturday morning we would go Walmart or K-Mart and I got to spend $10 on whatever I wanted, but only after we went to the Post Office, took the mail and did some work at the office, and had breakfast whether it be his "famous flying flapjacks" or Spudnuts or my Gege's scrambled eggs with ketchup and toast.
That's right, I eat ketchup on my eggs and so does Piper.
To make a super long saga story short...
This man is my rock. He is my hero. He is amazing. He is my advisor. He is my Poppa. He is my Piper's Poppa. He is Poppa to many.
BUT....
TODAY....
It's my Poppa's birthday.
That's a little more important to me in all honesty seeing as it's a BIG ONE.
My Poppa is the big 8-0.
If you know me, you know that my grandparents are a big part of my life and my Piper's.
So I'm going to tell some stories... Ready go!
When I was little (only child little), my mom and dad decided to graciously have another child...
Along came Hayden, and my Gege came and picked me up to go see him at the hospital...
Long story short on that, I didn't go home for a month. I stayed with them. I didn't want to go home. From there sprouted my weekly Walmart trip with my Poppa and going to work with him at Therral's.
Every Saturday morning we would go Walmart or K-Mart and I got to spend $10 on whatever I wanted, but only after we went to the Post Office, took the mail and did some work at the office, and had breakfast whether it be his "famous flying flapjacks" or Spudnuts or my Gege's scrambled eggs with ketchup and toast.
That's right, I eat ketchup on my eggs and so does Piper.
To make a super long saga story short...
This man is my rock. He is my hero. He is amazing. He is my advisor. He is my Poppa. He is my Piper's Poppa. He is Poppa to many.
Our Side of the Fence
https://lifeonthissideofthefence.wordpress.com/2016/11/10/far-from-uneducated/
The article above popped up on my facebook newsfeed.
Being a farmer's wife...yes I said it....
My heart melted reading it.
It's true. Sorry folks, but it is.
So I'm going to expand on it.
I do not have a degree in anything agriculturally related nor have I ever thought that I would have anything to ever do with agriculture besides eat beef, chicken, and veggies.
Then I married a farmer.
I dated and married someone who ran chicken houses, grew watermelons, bales hay, and still runs cows.
He drives tractors, pulls calves when necessary, medicates cows, knows how to grow a variety of plants, and is ultimately a jack of all trades.
On top of that, he is a chemical operator at a bromine plant, and has a 4 year ag-business degree.
He is a vet, farmer, operator, chemist, botanist, mechanic, and maid all in one.
Now tell me that he is of the "uneducated" breed.
Tell me this breed is the one who went to the polls blindly and just went with the first person on the ballot.
Tell me this breed is "alive and well." Tell me the "good ole' boys" are thriving.
Tell me that and you're a liar...
The men and women of the rural areas that put food on our tables were tired of the markets dropping, tired of their profit that (I personally know and have seen) they work 14 hour days for (sometimes more) being taken in taxes by the government, and tired of being low man on the totem pole so to speak.
It was time for their voice to be heard because they needed a change. They showed up.
Some may not like it, but do you want grass fed beef, organic eggs, and such to put in your nice 31 cubic foot fridge?
That's all I have to say about that.
The article above popped up on my facebook newsfeed.
Being a farmer's wife...yes I said it....
My heart melted reading it.
It's true. Sorry folks, but it is.
So I'm going to expand on it.
I do not have a degree in anything agriculturally related nor have I ever thought that I would have anything to ever do with agriculture besides eat beef, chicken, and veggies.
Then I married a farmer.
I dated and married someone who ran chicken houses, grew watermelons, bales hay, and still runs cows.
He drives tractors, pulls calves when necessary, medicates cows, knows how to grow a variety of plants, and is ultimately a jack of all trades.
On top of that, he is a chemical operator at a bromine plant, and has a 4 year ag-business degree.
He is a vet, farmer, operator, chemist, botanist, mechanic, and maid all in one.
Now tell me that he is of the "uneducated" breed.
Tell me this breed is the one who went to the polls blindly and just went with the first person on the ballot.
Tell me this breed is "alive and well." Tell me the "good ole' boys" are thriving.
Tell me that and you're a liar...
The men and women of the rural areas that put food on our tables were tired of the markets dropping, tired of their profit that (I personally know and have seen) they work 14 hour days for (sometimes more) being taken in taxes by the government, and tired of being low man on the totem pole so to speak.
It was time for their voice to be heard because they needed a change. They showed up.
Some may not like it, but do you want grass fed beef, organic eggs, and such to put in your nice 31 cubic foot fridge?
That's all I have to say about that.
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