Friday, February 29, 2008

Putting the 'Special" in special ed

So TC told me that I need to document more of my random moments in my you go.
Sitting in class and a kid raises his hand,
"Ms. Koford, you know how birth control prevents you from having kids?"
"Yep." I reply, wondering how in the pee pee these things jump in their heads when I am just trying to teach them how to simplify fractions.
"So are their pills to GET you pregnant?"
"Kinda, if you need help there are things that doctors can do to help you." I tentativly reply, knowing full well that any day now I will be fired for discussing these types of things like faking drug test peeing, kids having sex in the bathrooms, and my ever reminding them that they are lame or going to hell.
"Can you get some for my girlfriend." He askes....honestly, he did. Like I have my PHD as well and am going to give his girlfriend who to put it bluntly....should NEVER have children....EVER!
"Nope." I reply.
This is where I want to throw things at him but since my dad is still recovering and I am the only batting machine our team has, I am alas too sore to waste my energy on him.
I sigh and tell him that babies are hard. Maybe he should just go steal one.
Teaching is fun.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

My new 'Toy'

Ron is a very good saver. He is so wonderful and not buying anything so that we can have the house we have always dreamed of. I however am not so great at that. I like to buy. I like to own things. In my defence, he is not very good at telling me no.
So lets be honest about something. I am a fat girl. I am trying to embrace it like Tyra tells me to, but I simply cant! I miss my only semi flabby body. I miss being able to wear my favorite pants without a 'muffin top' which only reminds me that I would like to eat a muffin top.

Anyway, so my friend Cynthia told me about a sale that Sportsman's Warehouse was having on their I just wanted to go look. Needless to say we rolled out of the store with my new toy.

Then came the fun part. I strapped Addi in and after about 5 minutes she had her fill. She kept leaning over the side so she could see me to show me she was not having as much fun as I was. Sigh. So should I just torture her and make her suffer through the fun of running so her mom can claim back her body, or just sit on the floor eating chex mix all day?

I will keep you updated on our progress.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Where to begin...

I was so excited for Valentines day. Me and Addi even made her Daddy a video because we had no idea what to get the guy. She knew what he would want, she just didnt want to co-opperate! she was so tired and really didnt like my idea of fun, but after about eight shots where I kept cutting off our heads, this is the best we got.

On the morning of the big day, we got a phone call from my mom who told us that she and my dad were at the hospital. Happy Valentines day mom and dad! I got up there as soon as I could, but not until my sweet husband had given me my Valentine, a new baby bag/back pack, 6 different kinds of cheese, hummus, cool crackers, my favorite kind of juice (Green Machine) and some beautiful orangeish roses. Such a good man he is! He knows me so well.

Anyway, to the hospital I went for some of the scariest days ever. The poor guy was in so much pain in his tummy and they couldnt seem to get rid of it! It was so hard to see him in this much pain and to not be able to take it all away. The first two days passed in a tear filled blur. My mom and brothers were all so devoted to him and stayed by his bed until they were kicked out each day. I did my best to stay with them, but Addi was not allowed anywhere near him so we had to take turns playing with her in the waiting room. But what a little trooper she was! I even think it is getting to the point where she likes the hospital even more than home! They have fun toys like wheel chairs that people can wheel her around in and the obsticals that she has to climb on are simply wonderful! Also, she helped us all stay a little more sane. My brother Brett even mentioned that she saved him quite a few times. Finally the doctor (who will not win Bed-Side-Manner-of-the-Year) decided to operate to see what the problem was. They soon came out saying that he had a 2 1/2 food section of his small intestine that had died that they needed to remove. Alas it is out and my dad is now trying to get back to his old onery self. He is still at the hospital, and it is still the last place that he wants to be, but we are all so very thankful to still have him that we will take anything we can get.

Sometimes I think that Heavenly Father needs to remind us how important that family is. I have seen how my family reacts in time of need and have been nothing short of amazed. I am so lucky to have all of them and I know without a doubt that if any of us ever needed anything none of us will have to worry. Thank you for any prayers and wishes that you send his way.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Tag about my husbie!

Here I am yet tagged again, but since it is almost V-day, I guess it is time to show how much I love my husbie, at least until he leaves his laundry on the floor and puts full cups of coke on the floor for our baby to spill...until then, I love him so much!)

What is his name? Ronald Neil Koford

How long have you been married? 4 and a half years

Who long did you date? 12 months...almost exactly

How old is he? 33

Who eats more sweets? Ronny. I yell...he ignores. My weakness is salty stuff. And cheese.

Who said I love you first? Me! Good old Fazolies! They brought more breadsticks and it just slipped out!

Who is taller? Ron....unless I am wearing heels, then it is about even.

Who can sing better? I am so good. Seriously, if you want a Rock Band (the game) singer, call me!

Who is smarter? He loves math, he watches the history channel non stop, and he is a fountain of knowledge, useless and usefull alike.

Who does the laundry? Me....sometimes.

Who pays the bills? Ron. He is the money man.

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Ron....Kinda. With Addi on one side and the poodle at my calf, I dont consider me even on the bed. Plus, sometimes we lay sideways.

Who mows the lawn? The cool people at the HOA

Who cooks dinner? Cook? I try to offer up one meal a week. He will say that is a lie, but I do, once a week.

Who drives? Him, I get lost easy.

Who is more stubborn? Him. I am an easy going wonderful lady.

Who kissed who first? I think I attacked him! First date (slut) first outside, then in his parents kitchen. It was magic!

Who asked who out first? After I called him a 28 year old chicken, he alais made the call! Good boy! We went golfing...I won.

Who proposed? Ron! It was the night before a double header at BYU. He came to Provo and told me to get in the car (a cool rented Caddy) and that we were going to Vegas. I protested, reminding him that I had a game the next day and I couldnt go! He insisted that he would get me back in time. So we drove down, went to an amazing dinner at Olives that looks over the fountains and then he took me up in the Eiffle Tower.
"I finally know what I want for my birthday." He said.
"Thats too bad, I already got you sandles." stupid me.
"I want you for my wife!." He replied.

Who has more siblings? Me

Who wears the pants? Ron only wears shorts.

Alright, these people need to spill!
Lisa, Lauren...Tice told you I would, Megann, Lori, Laura, and McKelle