Doubt and Change

I know I am supposed to finish telling my blind date story, but I just can't right now. I need a place to vent and cry and try to feel better! I found out today that there will not be a place for me at my school next year, not if I want to be back in the classroom. And I want to be back in the classroom more than anything. So it seems that I will not be at Washington Terrace next year, and my heart is absolutely breaking! I have been at WTE since I started teaching, it has been my home away from home. The people I have met and the friends I have made have impacted my life in so many ways. I can't imagine myself teaching anywhere else, and then I begin to doubt my decision to be a classroom teacher again. DOUBT, now there is a 4 letter word for you!! And yes I know it actually has 5 letters but you know what I mean. There are very few things in life that I believe I am good at, but I KNOW I am a good kindergarten teacher. I love being with those little people and the thought of not being with them is worse than the change of a new school. Now I just hope I will be able to find a position .

Dating Stories...Or the Lack There Of

I was spending time with a good friend tonight and she mentioned the restaurant, Settebello's. The most amazing Italian Pizzeria I have ever been too! Although I have never been to Italy, I have been informed it is the most authentic Italian Pizza you can find in Utah. Every time someone mentions this restaurant now I remember one particular experience I had there. You see living in Utah and being of the age of 30 many people love to set me up on blind dates. Amazingly I have had some great blind date experiences, but I also have had some horror stories as well. Shortly after moving to Provo my dear friend Tricia decided she wanted to set me up on a blind date. Since he lived in Provo (this should have been my first warning sign :)) and I lived in Layton we thought it made the most sense to meet in Salt Lake, that way neither of us had to do a ton of driving (warning sign number 2, clearly both of us had been on many blind dates and were not quite willing to put forth too much effort). After talking back and forth through Tricia (warning number 3, I never actually talked to him) we decided to meet at Settebello's on a Friday night at 6:30.

The night of the date had arrived. I of course left work much later than planned and was rushing home to get ready. Because I certainly couldn't go as I was after work. I needed to get all gussied up for a complete stranger. Maybe I am the only girl like this, but whether I am excited about a date or not, whether I know the guy or not I still feel the need to look my absolute best. I could be going on a date that I am absolutely dreading and I will still fuss over my outfit and how I look. I know it is pathetic. Anyways, amazingly after redoing my hair and makeup I was on my way back out the door with a little time to spare and actually arrived at the restaurant early. I couldn't decide what I was more excited for the date or the pizza! Okay, really, if I am being honest here I was totally more excited for the pizza! But I will have to tell you more about the date and the pizza in my next post.

No Ordinary Cookie

A few weeks ago I came across a blog that had the most amazing cookie recipes. There was one I knew I just had to try. I am a sucker for Chocolate Chip Cookies and I knew these would not let me down!

Don't they look delicious! I am no photographer but I must say even with my poor photo taking abilities these still look delectable. This is no ordinary Chocolate Chip Cookie though. This is a Chocolate Chip Oreo Cookie! The person who decided to put these two wonderful things together was a genius! Chocolate Chip Cookie, Good!! Oreo Cookie, Good!! It only makes sense that putting the two together would be GOOD!

These cookies are huge, but so worth every bite and every pound:) Thank you Picky Palate for the wonderful cookie recipe.

Never Say Never

There is not a person alive who has not sworn they would never do something. You all know what I am talking about. "I will never be like my them", "I will never say that", "I will never do that", "I will never go there". My life is full of those sayings, and yet all of those things I said I would never do have come to pass. Thing as silly as me saying I would never do anything as ridiculous as wear skinny jeans or I would never join Facebook. I mean really what was the point, right? Obviously I now see the point. To things of a little more serious nature, like I will never be like my mother or I will never work for Weber School District. Well anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I have many of the some wonderful qualities that my mom has. And if you didn't know it already, of course I work for Weber School District and wouldn't have it any other way. It seems as soon as I say I will never do something I guarantee that it indeed will happen. Well that is how this blog came to be. I always swore I would never have a blog and by saying so the fates took over and ever so slowly began to entice me into starting my own little blog. Maybe I should temp the fates again by saying I will never get married and put them to work on that one for me :)