Breaking Up is Hard to Do...

So, I started a facebook writing club, and one of the prompts we could respond to recently was "Write a breakup letter with writer's block"...so here is what I wrote! It's ridden with cliches, but that seemed fitting under the circumstances...enjoy!


Dearest Writer’s Block,

We need to talk. We’ve been together quite some time, haven’t we—I think nearly seven years now! You’ve been there through it all, through the good, the bad, and the ugly. We’ve become so well-acquainted with one another that sometimes it scares me.

You are the only constant companion I think I have had in all of those seven years. The truth is, you’re “marriage” material, and I know that if we were to stay together, it will be a long-term relationship. I’m just not sure I’m ready to commit to you for the long haul.

The sad truth is, dearest, I lied to you. I never really WANTED you in my life. Who you are is killing who I am. I can’t keep up this charade anymore! I don’t want to hide from the world—and stringing you along would be utterly unfair to you and to me.

It’s not you, it’s me. You are a constant-- you know me so intimately that in my times of greatest joy, sorrow, or inspiration you’ve inevitably come around. I never really appreciated what you did for me. I know that there is someone out there who can appreciate what you have to offer her. I, however, need to sow my wild oats—I cannot keep up the pretenses any longer. I think we’d be better off as friends. No, not even that—I think we need a clean break, a fresh start, a new beginning. Don’t call, love. Don’t write. It will only make things harder for the both of us.

I’m sure that, someday, you will see where I am coming from, and perhaps you’ll even thank me. I think this breakup will make us both stronger. I will forever treasure the time we spent together, but in the end it was all a fairy tale, and we need to go our separate ways and start living reality again. I’d like to think that I just need some time, but the truth is I’ve got this fluttering in my chest when Inspiration comes around, and I just have to see what wonders we could create together. I do wish you the best, in everything. Please, don’t cry for me. There will always be a piece of you that is with me, every day.


Gratefully,
Celeste

Great Expectations

One of the things I hate most about myself is that I have high expectations. I'm an idealist. Now, don't get me wrong--this is one of my great strengths, as a teacher, a friend, and a person. But it's also quite likely my single greatest foible, and will probably be the downfall of my story, of my happiness. The REALLY sad thing is that I know this about myself, but I have no idea how to stop it from happening.

Our happiness in life, I believe, depends greatly on our hope. Hope in a Savior, faith in people, belief that there are things out there worth waiting for and that somehow I, who have done nothing of great importance in my life to date, deserve to take part in all those good things. Perhaps it's because I live in the age of entitlement, or perhaps it's because I've seen people far less obedient and patient than me reap rewards I envy, or perhaps it's from one too many romantic comedies I've watched in my life. Maybe it goes deeper, into the very fiber of my own being, and this hope for the very absolute best is just something I would never be able to live without. I'm not really sure.

I DO know this--that hope is a double-edged sword, slicing happiness and promises in chocolate-cake form to me some days, and cutting right into my heart others. I know that much of my own unhappiness is my own doing, because I expect things to be the way I imagine them, and, really, does that ever really happen? Yet every time the disappointment deals a steady blow, and I actually feel the weight of the world crushing me in a very literal way.

I wish I knew how to have hope without having great expectations. I wish I knew how to love selflessly and to feel deserving of that love back without ruining it with my girlhood fantasies. I feel myself start to look around me sometimes and want something more--something I've seen, maybe in a friend's life, maybe only in my dreams--and in that moment I most hate myself.

I don't know if any of this makes sense to anyone who cares to read it (and there are few enough of you anyway that I don't really care). I'm just putting a rhetorical thought out there in the hopes that maybe it'll make it make more sense to ME. I'm tired and I feel a twinge of regret and disappointment almost daily and I have no one to blame but myself, and I just really, really hate it. But tomorrow's a sunny new day...and a part of me can't help but hope it might be better.

64 Ways to Say IT!

So, for a story I'm working on, I was googling cute ways to say, "I love you," and I happened across this list that I liked far better than the rest. In my story, I actually need to create that moment BEFORE those words are said, but still...anyway. Instead of just listing a hundred different ways to carve the three words into your world, this list had some thoughtful responses. I'm not always good about following them, but I want to be. I can't imagine how much richer a marriage would be if a couple focused on improving one thing from this list every week. I think that's exactly what I'm going to do!

Well, enough about me. Without further ado...64 ways to say, "I love you":


64 Ways to Say "I Love You":
1.Don't compare them to anyone.
2.Be courteous at all times.
3.Embrace the present moments without fear or guilt.
4.Live by the Golden Rule (Do unto others as you would have them do unto you).
5.Give your full attention when talking.
6.Become their biggest fan and cheerleader!
7.Toast each other over breakfast or dinner to say I love you.
8.Tell them how they bring love to your life.
9.Laugh about kids quotes on love or events.
10.Talk about your day during mealtimes.
11.Read books aloud together.
12.Say you're sorry.
13.Recall good and bad memories.
14.Let go of the past to say I love you.
15.Do nothing together.
16.Encourage health in all its forms.
17.Trust your partner enough to cry together.
18.Act silly together.
19.Be lavish in praise.
20.Ask questions about opinions, feelings, thoughts.
21.To say I love you, forget about labels.
22.Encourage adventures and risks!
23.Show your joy when they come home.
24.Bake cookies.
25.Leave stress at work to say I love you.
26.Use flannel sheets in the winter.
27.Solve problems together - such as crosswords or Suduku.
28.Show your gratitude for them.
29.Be a good sounding board.
30.To say I love you, take pride in them -- and show it.
31.Compliment them in front of others.
32.Spend time with them.
33.Listen.
34.Ask for hugs and kisses.
35.Take vacations together.
36.Tell the truth to say I love you.
37.Use pet names to say I love you.
38.Practice self-acceptance.
39.Hunt for treasure together.
40.Be interested in their interests.
41.To say I love you, let go of jealousy.
42.Accept their weaknesses and flaws.
43.Ditch work or responsibilities to play with them.
44.Be yourself.
45.Share chocolates, ice cream sundaes, milkshakes.
46.To say I love you, ignore slights.
47.Pray or meditate together.
48.Practice forgiveness.
49.Watch classic movies together.
50.Leave notes or send letters.
51.To say I love you, buy a "for no reason at all" gift.
52.Don't gossip or judge.
53.Give the benefit of the doubt to say I love you.
54.Give space when they're in a bad or sad mood.
55.Learn something new together.
56.Go dancing.
57.Keep your promises to say I love you.
58.Make them laugh.
59.Consider their feelings.
60.Learn ways to rekindle the romance.
61.Hide a treat in their lunch.
62.To say I love you, make home a fun place to be.
63.Let them make their own decisions.
64.Say what you mean when you say I love you. Say why

(taken from http://psychology.suite101.com/article.cfm/60_ways_to_say_i_love_you)

Cuisiniers Wanted!

Okay. In an attempt to plan meals again and simplify our lives a little (because I actually HATE meal planning and grocery shopping), I'm thinking of designating each day a special kind of food that we could still have a little fun with from week to week. This would only work for dinners--breakfast is usually cereal or pancakes for us, and lunches are whatever we can scrounge up or leftovers, which I'm happy with. However, now that student teaching is over I'm going to try to adjust to Paul's schedule a bit and plan actual meals for us to eat together again! And I'm getting stuck on a few days, and I could use your expert opinion. Here's what I have so far:

MONDAYS-

TUESDAYS-tacos? (see note below)

WEDNESDAYS-wraps

THURSDAYS-

FRIDAYS-fondue? (We just got a new pot, so we could have dinner & dessert on this theme!) OR Foreign Cuisine--which allows a lot more diversity, but would probably involve more ingredients and more money than fondue...well, maybe not.

SATURDAYS-Soups/Salads? Subs? Spaghetti?

SUNDAYS-Pretty much leftovers, crockpot meals, casseroles--y'know, the easy stuff. I rest on these days. :)

I want pizza to be one of those days (I know, it doesn't have that awesome alliteration, but you can go SO many ways with pizza--on French bread, store-bought, or making your own...with or without stuffed crust...taco pizza, potato pizza, veggie, BBQ, Hawaiian, pizza rolls, etc.--and it's still cheap and easy). Maybe Mondays? That could be fun for FHE...

I was thinking Taco Tuesdays, but I might get sick of tacos...unless it could be an anything-taco-goes kind of day--so taco soup, taco pizza, tacos, taco ramen...etc. :) Other taco-themed recipes? Send them my way, please!

I am completely stumped about Thursday. The only thing that keeps coming to mind is Thirsty Thursdays, because that's what the local bars have, and I don't know how to turn that into an appetizing meal plan that's me-approved. :)

Ideas? Suggestions? Feedback? Thanks!

The Only Bad Things about Student Teaching

(1) It flies by, too quickly!
(2) You invest all your time, efforts, and energies in everything you do for/with them, but you can't share your photos or videos with the online world. So you can't share any photos from a whole four months of your life, and it makes it look like you didn't have one!
(3) I got almost no family time. I always thought I could do both, but this semester has taught me that I am a 100%, give-it-everything-you've-got, tunnel-vision kind of teacher that cannot teach and have a family at the same time because I have no idea how to give 100% to two different groups of people. So it looks like teaching might have to go on the back burner for a while as I actually spend time with my husband this summer!

If you're ever in town and want to see pics or videos, though, I can show them to you.

An easy chocolate fix...

I'm interrupting the birthday stuff for a moment. I love brownies. They are possibly one of my favorite things, if they are done well. I've been looking for a good homemade recipe since my husband is allergic to some things and my sister-in-law is allergic to others...and I found the most simple and still tasty recipe. I just cut out the nuts for Emilie. :) And of course it's from Nestle.

http://www.verybestbaking.com/recipes/detail.aspx?ID=28489

Birthday Week Day 2

For Day 2 of birthday week, Paul had invited some of my closest friends to come play laser tag at a local skating/laser tag/arcade place. Mostly 13-year-olds hang out there. But we still had a blast playing unlimited laser tag! I haven't moved around that much in ages. Literally. Maybe a decade or more. I realized I need to exercise more! But don't we look fierce? Adhering to a spy-police theme, invited guests received awesome badges and had to pass through the security system to enter the fun! I have about a bajillion ideas for a spy-themed party for little boys and girls now, if anyone wants to hear 'em. Paul & I decided that if all of our future plans don't pan out, we could always start a themed-party-planning business together! And we'd move to Washington and let Kerstin do all the cakes. And we know how to stick to a budget. So we'd be awesome. :)

Birthday Week Day 1

On my actual birthday, Paul came to class and brought lots of sugar for the kiddos to have...and they sung to me in a robot voice. :) When I got home, there was a bubble machine going and my dog and I played in the bubbles (we're such a blur!). Then Paul took me to The Melting Pot, a fabulously fun restaurant that was a new experience for both of us. I highly recommend it--they had a signed birthday card waiting on the fondue pot for me and they gave us a private booth at no extra charge! And the food was delicious, too. It was a good birthday!

Exhaustion?

I wonder if anyone could explain this to me. I was sleeping almost never earlier in the semester, averaging maybe 3-4 hours a night, and I was exhausted. Then my sister gave us her car and my husband was able to drive himself to and from work, so I started sleeping 7-8 hours a night. Still exhausted. Now, I'm so tired all the time that even after laying in bed for 13 hours a day (on average) I am still exhausted...like, last night I slept 6 hours and then today I took a 7-hour nap with my husband. But no matter what I do, or how often I sleep, or eat, or move around, I'm always tired. Not just tired, EXHAUSTED. I could crawl right back in bed right now and sleep LATE in the morning, if only my schedule would allow it. Does this NOT make sense to anyone else? Should I see a doctor or something, or is this just an adjustment thing? How long do adjustments take before they are no longer adjustments and become actual problems?

Celebrate Today (because tomorrow's on its way!)

My 3rd graders earned four letters towards getting their morning recess back today. They also made a brilliant text-to-text connection and had a conversation about a poem that was almost college material. And on an ISTEP+ question that prompted them to write about someone who makes them feel important, some of them chose to write about me. It's days like today that make me remember why I do what I do!