Life, Love and Remembrance

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    Tyler came home Saturday!!! Yay! :) I made us a nice dinner of baked chicken, potatoes (which I boiled, then put in oil in a pan) and broccoli. It was delicious. Sunday, I made my first ever cheesecake from scratch. Wasn't half bad...meaning, it was lumpy but still tasted good. I took a look at a few different recipes and tried to make it my own. It was just your basic cheesecake (cream cheese, sugar, vanilla, eggs...crust with graham crackers and butter) with a sour cream topping. The topping consisted of sour cream, sugar and vanilla, and was really good!
    It's so great to FINALLY have Tyler back. I mean, I did deal with back pain (which is pretty much better), internet/phone problems (which is also solved as of Friday) and other things by myself, but I'm glad I don't have to do it alone anymore.
    Thursday, the in-laws will be here. Tyler and I are excited, but we would also like some more alone time before he has to go train again. Ah well. We have lots of exciting traveling ahead of us at least :).
    I guess I got to finish up my cleaning and stuff before they get here haha. Last night there was this really intense/cool storm, so there's all these leaves in the apartment. Also gotta fold laundry. ugh. I don't hate it, but sometimes it just takes so long.

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    Before I go, I wanted to touch on 9/11. 10 years ago yesterday, I was in 8th grade...I was coming from band (we had band class before school started a couple days a week) to my classroom. I walk in the teacher and some of the kids that were already at school were fidgeting with the TV. I asked what was going on. "one of the World Traders was just hit by an airplane!" What??? What does that mean? I was so confused, and to top it off, I had no idea where the World Trade Centers were. Embarrassing? Probably. So, I ask and was told New York City. We FINALLY find a station that came in on the TV (not in Spanish haha) and start to watch. I remember sitting there, more people are coming in, but we're still all starring at the TV, trying to figure out what this means for us.

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I remember seeing the second plane hit the second tower live. I remember watching people jump from the towers, wanting to die from that fall rather than burning or being crushed. I remember watching both of the towers collapse live. I remember the Pentagon being hit live. I remember the other flight crashing in to the Pennsylvania field. I remember not really having class that morning. I remember finally "having" class in the afternoon, but not really because the TV was still on in the background and some kids were taken out of school by their parents. Once I went home, I learned that even certain buildings in Dallas were evacuated just as a precaution. I remember people scrambling to call their friends, family and loved ones in the New York area. I remember people also trying to get in touch with those they knew who worked at or near the Pentagon. I remember Peter Jennings trying to get in touch with his son and crying on air. I remember this day, and will never forget it.
    This morning, Tyler and I were watching CNN International before he went to work. There was a segment about people in Afghanistan not knowing about 9/11. Everyone seemed so shocked, but if you think about it, why would they know? How would they know? They live in a world that's basically in a different time. What was shocking to me however, was the fact that interpreters for the US military forces and the Afghan Army did not know what 9/11 was . I feel like that would be an important thing to tell the people who are helping you. What also shocked me was this, why has it taken 10 years for this to be a thing? Why has no one tried to explain this to them before? Maybe some have and we just don't know about it.
    This was a terrible day for America that will clearly never be forgotten. I hope those who were directly affected have found some peace, and know that their loved ones did not die in vain (military included in this)...their lives/service will never be forgotten. 

   

Oh me

   Thursday I went in for Substitute Teacher orientation here on base. Not going to lie, I think it made me more nervous. We talked and went over some rules, then we had a tour of the school. I still have to finish some paperwork and meet with HR, but then I'll be good to go. Part of me is not sure if I actually want to go through with this. I mean, it's just subbing, but there are so many rules, things to remember...and I'm scared of teaching in general. ha. If I've ever taught, it's been with older kids/young adults or I've been the assistant, so I didn't teach. Needless to say, I'm scared. I mean, I'm up for a challenge, but I'm not sure if I feel right about it.

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   On a lighter note, I do have a funny/embarrassing story for you guys...you know when you're in the shower and realize you need more body wash, soap shampoo, etc.? So you get out, get the item and continue with your shower. How many times have I done this? A lot. Thursday morning as I was in the shower, I squeeze my body was and not enough comes out. Ugh. I'm going to have to get out and get my new one...great. I throw the old bottle on to the mat outside the shower, I can put it in the plastic recycling later, and get out to get the new bottle. Now see, what I didn't realize was that some of the body wash had gotten on the floor of the shower. So, when I go to get back in, I totally ate shit. Yup, that's right, I fell in the shower. Now, not to worry, it's a normal American tub shower...it's just a couple inches off the ground (we have a separate bathtub). Luckily I kinda caught my fall, so my left side and butt got most of it. Unfortunately for my butt, well, it landed on the old bottle and shattered the plastic lid...I have cuts on my upper butt...ugh. It hurt a lot. I'm actually still kind of sore. Right after it happened, I kind of started to cry, but then I was like, no, I need to get up, turn off the shower, check out the damage and continue showering. After all, I had to go to substitute teacher orientation. I think the best part of this was that I cut my butt and the fact that I got back in the shower. The shitty part is that I fell, hurt myself and was home alone. It's like a fear of mine coming true ahhh. Not to worry though, just some cuts and bruises. Ha. Oh me.
   Well, I hope that story made you laugh. Makes me laugh now haha. :)  Have a Happy Saturday everyone! Any big weekend plans? Any funny/embarrassing stories to tell?