Saturday, April 23, 2011

Earth Day Story

Earth Day 2011

Today I attempted productivity and one of my tasks was to address and stuff 40 graduation announcements so that they could be sent out tomorrow.
Very important stuff here, people.

About two weeks ago I had a very fabulous photo shoot (Alexa Villavicencio) so that I could have the perfect graduation photo to send out.

So, I set out today to print out 40 copies of the perfect photo and go to none other than your friendly neighborhood Walmart
to accomplish the task.

It was a big fail. F-A-I-L.

I print out my 40 pictures and low and behold the crazy blond lady with the accent and the other snooty woman behind the counter just assume that my photo was done by a professional and rudely refused to let me have them because I didn't have the rights on me.

They only way they knew it was done professionally (besides the quality of work) was because I chose not to lie to them and told them I paid for the disc.

I felt the blood rush to my face, the look of death creep into my eyes, that crazed "I will cut you!" (-Bonquiqui) feeling in my chest.

They were quite rude so of course I wasn't exactly polite back.
(I even called the manager, sent a nasty e-mail, and Tweeted about it).
I'll choose not to lie and tell you that I paid for that, too.

Several hours later I have the rights and I drag my 2 friends with me to go anywhere BUT Walmart because I am so vehemently refusing to spend my money at the Walmart photo center ever again.
Never again, I tell you!!! Never!

***Side note: I'm quite a conservationist, a noted recycler,
insistent on reduce, reuse, recycle
 blah blah blah

In the process of finding a place to print my pictures elsewhere I find that every machine is broken. E-ver-y machine.

500 Drug Store's Later my friends learn that there are 40 prints waiting for me to pick them up that I am refusing to attain because I'm going to
 "stick it to the man!".

My friends, finding this ridiculous, offered a gentle reminder that it is Earth Day and I'm wasting paper.

It immediately sets in how absurd I reacted so I shuffle back to Walmart with the rights and pay for my pictures.
 Really proved my point well, huh?

Long story short:

Thank you, Earth Day, for reminding me to not waste.

And thank you, Jesus, for humbling me of my outlandishness and
reminding me to
represent your love 
in all of my interactions...
even with Walmart employee's that upset me.

And you should check out Alexa for photography needs...she's amazing.
Thanks, Alexa for my beautiful photos!!

Happy Earth Day

You're in charge of the last of the Truffula Seeds. And Truffala Trees are what everyone needs. Plant a new Truffala. Treat it with care. Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air. Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack. Then the Lorax and all of his friends may come back.

-Dr. Seuss' The Lorax

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Farewell, 2nd grade. Hello, graduation!

Hello, 2011. I'm finally here!

Student teaching is over and so it's back to "real life"...
back to blogging,
social life,
sleeping past 5:30 am,
seeing sunshine,
learning to play the guitar.

I'm not so sure what I'll do with myself.

To bring my life up to date
here is what the past 12 weeks of my life has held...

Absolute insanity.

Student teaching has been a wonderful experience that I'll never forget.

The "get it" moments when the light bulb just clicks.

They make the most beautiful piece of art you've ever seen
(which qualifies as anything a child gives you).

I've had some of the most heart breaking moments when I've looked into a child's eyes who had seen more than I've ever seen in my 23 years...
more than a child should ever have to feel.

Hilarious insults: "so and so is a Barbie girl!!!!!"
Really, what does that even mean?

When a kid is just passionate about what they love. And then you think,
 "he'll be famous..and I'll say I knew him when."

And there are always the ever so funny compliments...

"Miss Whitehorn!! You always dress soooooooo fancy!!"
 (this became my favorite compliment of course)

On picture day: "Miss Whitehorn, did you bring a brush? It's picture can't wear your hair like that."

They write the best cards...
You're welcome for teaching.

(that is me, the Mardi Gras Queen, and my ballroom dancer child)

And I even found time to get married somewhere in all that craziness!

Fashion advice from a second grader....

They do know how to throw a good party and give a good farewell.

They talked about the "wine" and "champagne" for quite a while after this...
yes, that IS sparkling grape juice.

I sure will miss those little boogers....
but it's on to the next thing.

May 7th, 10:00 am