Addicted to Weeds

I'm addicted to Weeds.

The show. Look it up. Its great. Thank you, Josh. Your subscription to Netflix is really helping me get through this week without you here. :(

Josh, my other half, is in Key West for a week with his dad, and his dad's family. Awesome. I'm super happy for him, since he hasn't seen or hung out with his dad in years. But, okay, its time to come home now. I'm bored out of my mind. I'm tired of hanging out with my family, haha. This is why I could never date or marry someone in the military. I know for a fact that I couldn't handle deployments. It takes a special kind of woman to do that, and I am not one them. I'm great with scrapbooks and memorizing movies. Not so much with the "I'm-going-to-be-out-of-town-a-lot" thing. Just not my groove. So kudos to you military wives, you rock. and Melissa, you rock in more ways then one :).

He comes home on Saturday night. I'll see him Sunday, and I can't wait.

Carrying on, I have been watching Netflix online nonstop. I watched "Julie & Julia" which was amazing. Honestly, refueled my desire to blog, and when I ever get the time and money for it, to cook. (Melissa, if you haven't checked it out all ready, please please do!) And, as mentioned before, I have fallen in love with "Weeds." Its about this high class suburban soccer mom/widow who sells weed to make ends meet. Definitely funny. Definitely a tear jerker. Definitely full of drama. Definitely profane and vulgar. but, Definitely worth it.

I am also the new mom to sixteen, I repeat SIXTEEN 3/4 year olds. I have just become the lead teacher in the 3 year old room at work. Am I excited? Yeah, sure. Am I nervous? Yes, but not for obvious reasons. I have a problem being a leader. Its just not me. I'm an excellent follower, but, leading just makes me feel like...I don't know. Like, I'm the boss. I know that sounds weird, because obviously, if you are the leader, you sort of are the boss. But, I'm not a bossy person. And now, not only am I supposed to be the fearless leader of those silly sixteen, I also have an assistant teacher, who is older than I am, that I also have to lead. ...That is the part I'm not excited about. Thankfully, my assistant teacher (see? it just feels weird... whatever) is an amazing woman, and is a great assistant and a great asset to my room! Overall, I know that this change is going to work out, its just sort of a "fear of the unknown."

Oh, and guess who just might pass Anatomy and Physiology this time?! ...me!!! WOO HOO!!! yeah I'm holding a steady "F" maybe a low "D" in Lab, but I'm kicking ass in Lecture. They take 40% of your lab grade and 60% of your lecture grade. I've done all the math, and I should be good to go! I'm stoked. BUTTTTTT.....the next practical (the big test in lab) is about muscles...and nerves. The muscles I feel...okay about. ...but the nerves. ...last semester, I left class all together when we got to the nerves. I'm scared of nerves. (ironic eh?).

So, lets recap. I'm bored. I miss my boyfriend. I'm the lead teacher now. I'm going to be an occupational therapy assistant...in two years. And, I'm addicted to Weeds.

TTFN.