I'm a registered Texan

It's done. FINALLY!!! I have dragged out becoming a Texan (aka registering and licensing my vehicle) for 3 months. Today was the final step. I took my car to Pep Boys, where they used saws and drills and jackhammers (ok, maybe not that extreme) to remove my rusted on Wisconsin license plate. Apparently the ice, salt and snow had rusted my license plate screws all the way to the inside of the car. When I got to Pep Boys they told me labor was $98/hr, and they weren't really sure they could get it done. Luckily for me, Hispanic mechanics think I'm cute (or are just very nice) and did it for $25. Edwin was with me and it all went very smoothly. Now I am just waiting for my driver's license to come in the mail (see previous post about the DMV in a laundromat), and I will be a full legal Texan. 

Only in the Valley...

Only in the Valley....

....Would you go to the DMV and find that the awning says it is a Maytag laundromat. Computers cerca 1990 and they don't accept credit cards.

...Would the female custodian be selling purses to the co-teacher during your 1st grade Spanish class. While trying to get the students' attention, said co-teacher is asking which purse you like better.

....Would you go to Taco Palenque at midnight with your friends and see a mariachi band standing outside. 

...Would you have a high of 85 degrees on January 23rd.

Small Joys

I've learned to take delight in small moments. For example, I'm sitting in my cubicle preparing for my day. I'm in a decent mood, and all is well. BUT THEN. The taco lady comes through the door with her stash of freshly made breakfast tacos. Gloriousness. For 1$. Imagine that.

Happy Tuesday :)

Bad Day

Today was one of those days that made me think about quitting. I was weighing my options... How much do I really need to finish TFA in order to "launch" whatever unknown career I finally decide on??? Bleh. We are testing all week. You would think that kids would naturally respect the test. Fear the test, maybe. No? No? Too tall an order. My 2nd and 3rd graders have been APES this week. Maybe circus people is better. Literally, there were headstands and cartwheels going on in my 2nd grade. I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS. Oh wait. I did sign up.

When all is awry, I look at pictures of Brady and smile. The thought of him macking on his mom's face makes me giggle, and life is okay again. Until tomorrow at 2:00 anyway.

New Toys

I've been thinking about getting a Wii for awhile now... and today was the big day. (For those of you who don't know, the Nintendo Wii is a gaming system that translates your real life movements onto the screen and makes your character do what you are doing.) I was looking at them online and planning on having it shipped to my apartment.... but instead the afternoon transpired like this:

Edwin and I are sitting on the couch in my apartment looking at Wii's online. All of a sudden we come to the realization that we could go get one at Target and still play today. As we quickly get ready to leave, Edwin says, "This is why our lives suck during the week." I'm thinking, because we don't play Wii everyday? He meant because we get incredibly excited about the prospect of playing Wii while my roommate Lydie and probably every other TFA-er in the country is diligently planning lessons. I think it's why we get along so well :) Don't worry, we still get our work done!

Lo and behold, I now have a Wii. I used my graduation money to get it (I know you are thinking, wow Chel, you saved that money almost a whole year? You betcha.), and I got a Wii Fit too. I'm pretty excited about it- the Wii Fit customizes workouts for you, and you can do yoga, cardio, etc. I'll keep you posted on its greatness. 

HEB superstar

So, Edwin is a rock star. We went grocery shopping at HEB today and he hopped onto this bad boy and took it for a spin. It makes a loud beeping sound when he puts it in reverse- it's pretty sweet. All of the elderly people at the story were seriously jealous.