I was offered a position at Garcia! I am so grateful and so excited!!!! God is good!!

​ I wish I cld call my dad and share my excitement with him. But I am sure he knows and is rejoicing in heaven.

My wild Cat worked hard today at camp. Can you tell by her hair. Atta Girl!! They give two of these at the end of the day. There about 40 girls. My girls are awesome. Proud Momma!!!

add one more blue ribbon. They threw Addie into the step relay. One kid from every age level. Yea Baby!!

swim meet 1

Cat started vball camp today. Addie brought her new toys from her birthday ready to stay occupied. When we showed up the director said Addie is welcome to join. It took about 30 minutes of convincing. She finally decided to let me sign her up. She was about a head shorter than all the other girls.

At the end of the day, they give awards. Today was a passing award. Cat got 13 passes to target. The winner got 14. :/ They also give a Camper of The Day Award. Given to the best player who listened and hussled and tried their best out of all 35 girls ages 6-12...

I KNOW what I have to do. I will make a video of a mini lesson I plan to teach. Send it to principal while thanking him for the opportunity to interview. Then I will have no regrets! There will be more openings. I have two years to make my way.

So I have decided that I am no good at interviews contrary to my own belief. I was really nervous during the first interview. That was a first. The second interview was easier but now looking back I see that I approached it wrong. I researched my teaching pedagogy. I had all the right answers to all the questions asked. Bc that's what teaching is after all; finding the right answers to questionswhile using resources and research to find the best aporoach to the task at hand.

My problem was I gave general answers. It was difficult for me to provide specific examples. I hadn't thought about my lessons for some time. I brought samples of my lessons and samples of my student's writing but my nervous didn't all me to show them. Teaching is so different now. When I left teaching, phones, tablets, social apps were not allowed in school now they integrated daily. What wld Juliete text Romeo? faketext.com (forgot to say)

I left both interviews confident, but now that I've had time to think about them, I am bummed. I think it's pretty clear I've been kept in my home too long. I've sold my photography for five years and been away from teaching too long to convince someone I was really good at it. Who knows they may still call. I'm sure there will be other schools. I just felt bad going to other interviews knowing I really wanted one of these schools. Like I said I approached it wrong. There's still time. I will not beat myself up over it....


​Today I will focus on loving my 6 year old. It's her birthday today!

I have a second interview at the second school I wanted. Today at 3. John Folks MS. This is the school the girls will be attending unless I take them with me to Garcia. I appreciate the fact I may options. The principal called me himself yesterday asking me to meet him. I'm not nearly as nervous as I was yesterday. It was tough talking with a panel of four female teachers and admin yesterday. Five years is a long time to be out of the field. So much has changed... I am grateful for the opportunity to interview.

I am sitting waiting for an interview at the very school I want. Hector Garcia MS. I am a tad nervous but much exctied for the opportunity. Prayers please

I spent the day at my moms. She has a "friend" that she has been spending time with for a while now. It's been awkward and difficult to hear her talk about it. But I have been a good adult daughter and listened. I've met him once before. This last week he's been working on the yard. He was there today too. Honestly I really appreciate all the hard work he's been doing for my mom but... It's like when you see something and your heart rips apart. You thought your wound was almost healed till you see a man working on my dad's yard and my childhood home that is NOT your dad. Holy hell it hurts and makes you feel like a child. I told him I was grateful for his work but couldn't make eye contact. He had no idea. Nor does my mom. I am happy she's happy.