An Update on My Resolutions

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April 2nd. I love it.

How is it April already, friends?

First up this week, sno-balls. I love it! It’s finally sno-ball season and if you don’t know what they are, think snow cones but way better. I went to my ferrite stop yesterday, Ro-Bear’s, with Lupita, Sonia, and Diana. I actually went with the intention of getting an orange flavored one but as you can expect with so many different choices, I changed my mind 7 times while waiting in line and ended up getting sour apple. So good!

I love it.

Next up, barbecues. I love it. While hanging out with my favorite friends yesterday (see above paragraph), I noticed that they had a grill. Apparently they’d had it for a while and I was too daft to notice so this prompted the idea of having a cook out! We had burgers and corn on the cob and my favorite kind of potato chips. I even got to love on Sonia for the first time (every other time I’d seen her since she was born 2 months ago, I was sick or just staying for a minute). Family dinner nights are my favorite!

I love it.

Finally, baseball season. I love it. Baseball is officially back! Today, I’m watching the Ray and Yankees play. It’s fun to see Chris Archer, one of my favorite on the mound. I’m glad I have something to watch again!

I love it. It’s great. Everything’s great.

I love it.

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PlayMakers Club

I’m new to this whole, teaching thing, but so far I’ve been lucky enough to have a great experience at my school. With our schedule everyday, we have time set aside for different things and Thursdays are “Club Days.” The club that I host is something I call PlayMakers Club.
Do you remember the show Z Games from Zoog Disney? Basically, it was a show where kids could show the backyard games they made up. Then, the kids in the studio would be given 3 or 4 random things and they had to make a game out of it.
That’s what we do in PlayMakers Club.
Week 1, students got into groups of 3 and had 20 minutes to devise a game using 2 hole hoops, 1 foam frisbee, a scooter, and a pickle ball racket. After those 20 minutes, everyone shared their games, describing the rules, scoring, and penalties. All 3 games invented were different. We talked about the things the games had in common and then voted on the game we wanted to play. The game was “Frisbee in the Hoop” which was designed by Jonathan, Kylar, and Deen. All players sit on scooters and try to get the foam frisbee into the opposing team’s hoola hoop at the other end while the goalies try to keep the frisbee from entering the hoola hoop.
After playing the game for 15 minutes or so, we reconvened and discussed any changes we wanted to make to the game. We decided that falling off of your scooter did not mean you were out of the game until the next score, but instead, you have to pass it. They also wanted to make the goalie’s box smaller in order to score more goals.
This is a great way to get students to think outside of the box and use their imagination. I’m totally going to use this idea for my actual PE classes.
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Day 19: A Difficult Time in My Life

Overall, I’ve had a pretty awesome life. I’ve traveled a lot, met some amazing people, lived the dream, and found somebody I love.

But it wasn’t always awesome.

When I first moved away from home in 2011, I had a really hard time. I was 3000 miles away from my family, really stressed out, a nervous nelly, and afraid of what was coming.

A little background – I’ve been obsessive compulsive basically my whole life. Since 1st grade, I’ve been an absolute neat freak and worry wart. I always had to have everything clean and organized, vacuuming my room more often than I should have. I would also stay up late at night crying to my stuffed animals about how I thought the house was going to burn down. Obviously, that wasn’t going to happen and it was just me overthinking everything. This kind of thing has always been a struggle for me.

Fast forward to age 21 and living alone in a strange city for the first time and it’s like my OCD went into hyperdrive. I started worrying constantly about nothing and thanks to the old man that lived next door to me and accidentally tried to key into my apartment (an honest mistake, I know) my compulsive locking got out of control. I would barricade my door at night with my dining room chair, lock the door almost 200 times before I was satisfied, and would often leave for work but then have to drive right back home to make sure I locked the door behind me.

Of course, after my time in Arizona, I was led to New Orleans. My issues didn’t subside at all, and probably got worse. I would stay up almost all night worrying about the future and coloring (it helped me calm down). At that point, I decided it was time for me to come home and work things out.

I drove back home and spent 4 months going to therapy, hanging out with my parents, and working on myself. It was a really hard decision because I didn’t want to be a useless lump, but I really needed a break. By this time, my anxiety was out of control, my sleeping pattern was seriously messed up, and I was having at least 2 panic attacks a day.

My parents were especially helpful during this hard time. They understood what was going on, did their best to help me out, and supported me. I know it was hard for them too, seeing me so unsteady. I found out later that my mom was also going to see a therapist in an attempt to help me even more. I don’t think she realized how much I appreciated all of her assistance; she would distract me when I was anxious, come lay in bed with me when she would come home from work if I were hiding, and bringing me Spidey when I needed it. My dad did a lot too, making sure that I wasn’t sitting in the house all the time and getting me out in the world so I would stop being afraid of everything.

After those 4 months at home, although I may not have been totally ready yet, I felt comfortable enough to move back to New Orleans after I took a job at Tulane. While I still struggle with anxiety and OCD, I have improved a lot (much thanks to my boyfriend, Bud).

I think I had to go through that difficult time to realize that I am stronger than I thought.

Day 4: My favorite songs

I love music and I used to pride myself on the music collection that I had acquired. Lately, I’ve been more into audio books, but here are my top 5 favorite songs ever.

  1. Bigger Than My Body by John Mayer – if my life had a theme song, it would be this.
  2. Ready or Not by Bridgit Mendler – there’s always one line that hooks me and for this song it’s “I like your face, do you like my song?” I say it to Bud all the time and he knows how to respond.
  3. Rivers and Roads by The Head and the Heart – lovely song that reminds me of being home (and also of the last episode of “Chuck” which is my favorite show of all time).
  4. Down by Jay Sean – this one is weird because I think I only enjoy it because I had a dream once where I was doing a jump rope routine to it.
  5. Wild Hearts by R5 – there’s just something about this song that makes me want to be the rebel I am not.

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January 17th. I love it.

Oh, goodness! This actually was a pretty good week! Let me tell you about it!

First up, City-Putt. I love it. Brian had to work at the tennis match on Saturday morning so I went with him to support the team. When he was done, we went to City-Putt, also in City Park, and played a round of mini-golf. It was a very close competition and even though I had a few rough holes near the end, I came out on top by one stroke! You can call that a stroke of luck (terrible joke, I know).

I love it.

Next up, ice cream. I love it. I know, I say this a lot, but this week I was spoiled and had ice cream twice! I was really craving it on Thursday night which led to a Dairy Queen run in the rain (I’m so glad Bud loves me enough to want to do that) and dinner in Elmwood on Friday night was followed up by Cold Stone! See? Spoiled. To ensure that I don’t splurge like that again this week, I made sure I bought ice cream when I went shopping this morning!

I love it.

Finally, Hateful 8. I love it. We didn’t go to the movies on Wednesday this week (we had a basketball game), so we went yesterday. We have a bunch of movies on our list, especially now that the Oscar noms are out, but we saw Hateful 8. It was very excellent. Definitely a Tarantino movie – lots of talking and blood – but I love Tim Roth and Tarantino, so it was a must see!

I love it. It’s great. Everything’s great.

I love it.

Mini-Wins

Life in athletics is full of what I like to call “mini-wins.”

We don’t have to get up on a lift to fix the problem with the video board: mini-win.

The baseball game was less than two hours today: mini-win.

The student workers showed up on time and were actually helpful today: mini-win.

Do you see what I’m saying?

When things are unexpectedly easier than you anticipated or something rolls in your favor, it’s a mini-win. It’s the small moment during the day that suddenly makes your life better, even for a limited time.

While we do experience “Big Wins”, in case you’re wondering. That would be like if we find out we’re getting the infield redone at baseball for free because of a warranty: Big Win.

Obviously, we have more mini-wins, but they’re good enough to keep you going for a while