Hello? Are you there God, it’s me, Judy? (Stolen from the great author, Judy Blume; adapted by me)

I’m exhausted.  All I can think about is how I have no idea how I’m ever going to be able to actually get married and have children.  The mere caring of myself and working with children just wears me out.  I guess you might want to know something about me, although I don’t know who is reading this or even why anyone would read this.  My name is Judy and I like to write.  (Hi, Judy)  I wouldn’t really worry with reading all of my rants and tirades.  But, if you stick with it, you’ll probably get a few laughs.  I haven’t any idea why I am starting this blog.  I just sat down and wanted to write and publish it.  Blogging counts as publishing, right?  I think so.  If you feel so inclined, keep reading.  If you’re bored already, by all means, stop now before it’s too late to salvage those precious moments of your life. 

I am a 27 year old teacher who currently lives in Eugene, OR.  I do not teach in the typical classroom and because of that, I have stories daily from some of the funniest kids I have ever met.  I’m so thankful that God has pointed me in this direction because I have never laughed so much in my life.  I take a lot of pride and joy in what I do.  On top of that, I love sports.  Right now is a very exciting time.  My Oregon Ducks are doing great and we’re looking to make a run for the Pac-10 title.  At the same time, baseball season is wrapping up.  Naturally, my Yanks are in the hunt for October.  I am passionate about these two sports, especially these two teams. 

I’m originally from southern Oregon and have an older brother and an older sister.  My older brother still lives in southern Oregon, near my parents, and has a fabulous wife and three adorable boys.  They will be referenced often, I am sure.  My sister recently moved closer to where I live, thank God.  It has been wonderful getting to spend weekends with her again.  She may make appearances in my blog, referenced as Jenning, so as to protect her identity.  Obviously.  My parents are my biggest support system and I thank God everyday that I still have them to talk to everyday. 

Right now, I live with a roommate and have no pets, no children and have never been married.  At the risk of this starting to sound like a write-up for a dating website, I am going to go on and tell you I like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain.  Long walks in the evening and/or on the beach are so romantic and I like going out on the town, or staying in and cuddling on the couch.  Seeking, strong, gorgeous, caring, loyal, honest, friendly, Catholic.  Intelligence, wealth and/or good looks are preferred.  Good.  Glad that’s out of the way. 

I guess now is where I write about the actual day, where this nutty idea started, and why I am so damn tired.  I skipped my workout this morning and justified it easily because I had a new student starting today.  Said new student has not been in a school setting for a considerable amount of time, relies on cat noises to communicate, and is just generally a ball of anxiety.  Poor thing.  The first day always requires a lot of re-teaching of routines and passing on of information.  Any teacher out there can relate.  A new student is exhausting.  Luckily, after work I had dinner plans with a friend and former supervisor.  Together we were able to share a few laughs and waste a couple hours.  Well, of course, the time wasn’t wasted because of my great company, but you know what I mean.  I was basically relying on her to procrastinate my workout even longer.  I know, I said I had justified skipping it.  I did.  I had.  But, I still felt guilty.  Oh, Catholic guilt, how I’ve missed you.  By the time I got home, it was only 7 p.m, which is basically an acceptable time to go to bed.  However, the deliberate battle raging in my head about working out would not stop.  I turned on Jeopardy, perused match.com and catholicmatch.com and realized that I just don’t even have the time or energy to date anyone and quickly signed off.  But, somehow, I had plenty of energy to write this lengthy first blog entry.  I can safely say now I’m ready for bed.  Goodnight all who took the time to read this.  You are good people (or there might just be one of your still reading…thanks Mom). 

Today’s list:

Things that make me happy/smile today…

1. Family
2. Friends
3. Praying
4. Chocolate
5. Chai tea latte (nonfat)
6. Teaching
7. Alex Trebek impersonating Lady Gaga, Eminem, and Beastie Boys (funniest category ever)
8. an unclogged bath tub drain
9. kid hugs
10. my bed and/or pillow