2nd Proposal

The ring...it's a much darker color in person.

So...Casey proposed to me this weekend. Well, sort of. I sent out a message saying that he did, and I got a lot of confused responses back. Mainly, "Didn't you already do that?"

Well, the answer is, yes I did. I guess I don't know what to call it. He gave me a ring in return for the ring that I gave to him. I've been responding to the confusion by saying that in our relationship we both have to ask, but really there was no "Will you marry me?" involved.

I'll tell you what happened...

Saturday night I was exhausted and went to bed around 11:00. At 2:00 am I was having a very strange and vivid dream. I felt something tugging at my finger and it startled me awake. When I opened my eyes I saw Casey hovering over my face and felt him holding my hand. I immediately reacted by shouting, "What the fu** are you doing?" and pulling my hand away violently! He had honestly scared the crap out of me! He said that he was just trying to say goodnight. Well, I thought that was odd and responded, "Why were you holding my hand? What are you doing?"

Casey was trying to put the ring on my finger so that I would just wake up and it would be there in the morning. He was pissed that I had woken up and caught him in the act because he had been practicing and never had I awoke before this. He was so mad at me for waking up this time, and since I wouldn't drop my questioning of what he was doing, he just gave up and said, "Here! Goodnight!" and slid the ring on my finger.

So...call it what you want, but I have a ring of my own now...AND...a proposal story that involves the "F" word! How romantic!

Mam, I'm sorry but you need a license to operate that pregnancy...

I am a firm believer that people should have to require a license before they are able to breed. They should have to take parenting courses, and fill out some type of paper work that proves they will be able to raise a child in a comfortable upbringing. I have been bombarded this week by stories of people having children out of wedlock with numerous partners. On the radio, in magazine articles, and a particularly close-to-home story of a co-worker of mine. I think it is fantastic if you want to have a child because you have all the love and means that it takes to raise them. I don't really care how you go about procreating in those particular cases. But when you get pregnant intentionally to trap a man, or the make yourself feel better about the life you are living, or because you are some skeezy guy who doesn't want to wear a condom it is a sad sad situation for that child. I can only hope that one day I will be able to be a father and there are people running around out there getting knocked up, or knocking people up for sport. It is ridiculous. I think that being a parent is the hardest job in the world...shouldn't you have to meet certain qualifications before you are allowed to enter that career? Think about it.

Summer Life...

Things have been going pretty well since getting back from my Mexico trip and being cleared of the Swine Flu. I didn't catch it, praises!

I finished my intense semester of the MAT program with a 4.0 still, thank you very much. I rock!

I was able to have a few weeks off to enjoy the start of summer. Very nice.

BUT...it didn't last. I had to begin my Diversity class, the LAST official MAT class that I will have to take. From the end of June on out it's just STUDENT TEACHING REQUIREMENTS and that's it! Woot Woot!

I received my placement for student teaching and I am going to be working in a 3rd grade class in the school district I was really hoping for. I am excited, but a little worried about my Mentor. She was not so thrilled to be mentoring me, particularly because I was a Westminster student, whom she referred to as "slutty good-for-nothings" because of her past experiences with inappropriately dressed and disorganized student teacher alumnae. Thank you ladies. I think by the end of our conversation she had warmed up to me a little bit, but I really couldn't tell considering the fact that the last thing she said to me was, "I don't want to see or hear from you til August 24th." Which just happens to be the first day of school. We'll see how it goes.

I was able to break away for a quick New York trip with my best friend Leslie, and some new friends from school. That was pretty damn exciting! We had a fantastic time exploring the city, shopping, eating, and witnessing many acts of depravity while visiting a NYC dance club! Good times.

I have been trying to enjoy as much of this summer as I possibly can. Spending some time in St. George, attending the annual PRIDE fest activities in the pouring rain, walking the dog at night, and reveling in the fact that it is BBQ season and we tend to have some crazy BBQ's in my little group of friends, has made this summer pretty fun so far.

I must say though that I am sick to death of the rain. When is the warm summer weather going to arrive? Last night was the Kelly Clarkson concert and we were soaking it up all night...not her spectaclular voice...but the freezing cold rain. No more rain. "I can't stand the rain...wikki wikki!"