Ditch the drama

My PSA of the day...

I just have to say it. I dislike drama with a passion. It creates tension and can hurt feelings. 

There's a time to have a conversation and there's a time to stop. There's a time to send an email and clarify a situation and there's a time to stop. There's a time to tweet and there's a time to take a step back and breathe. There's a time to talk and there's a time to listen. 

Drama is natural with women. Don't deny it. 

BUT you have to know when to read a situation. You have to distinguish if it's funny or hurtful. Know when enough is enough and move on. No one likes to feel bad when drama is started. 

Ditch the drama at the door and enjoy life without drama! 

The ungrateful houseguest

When we lived in Australia, we befriended a family who's mom did everything for her kids. She was one of those type A, it's easier for me to do it, kinds of people. That was all fine and dandy ten years ago. But now, not so much. Now the daughter is attending University in Florida and she spent Thanksgiving with us. Would it be rude to say she's a spoiled brat? Well, she is.

I got so irritated with her lazy attitude and sayings this weekend.

Every year, after Thanksgiving, we start with the Christmas decorations. This year was no different. After my parents announced that we would start, she said "I plan to sit on the couch and watch footie (football) all day." We all just looked at her, said no, and she sighed.

When we got out the tree, it needed to be fluffed. She actually told my mom "this isn't my job. My mom does this stuff." Let me say that your mom has given you the easy road and you are an adult now. It's like she liked being waited on hand and foot and thinks it's okay to tell someone, who you are staying with, no.

She jumped at every opportunity to run an errand in hopes of getting out of work.

She disappeared for a few hours and my mom finally gave up. She said "this isn't something she's expected to do." It makes me sad that someone can be an adult, a young one, and have little courtesy and respect to others. It angers me that she thinks she can run all over my family. The smart butt comments and crappy attitude is not okay. I guess she's in for a wake up call in America.

Just a fair warning, if you come to my house, you will be doing what we are doing.

It's called common courtesy. Pass it on!

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Grateful

While substituting this week, it hit me like a ton if bricks.

I am grateful for what I have to offer.

I see students with all sorts of special needs and issues.

Yet, I am grateful for what I have to offer.

I have my sorts of challenges, of course.

But, I am grateful for what I have to offer.

I've been told I have a great heart to work in special education.

I am grateful for what I have, a gift to work in special education.

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Dear family-can't we all just get along?

I am prefacing this with the fact that my family, 85% of the time is loving and sweet, but sometimes they can be downright mean and cruel.

Last night, my mom and sister got into a knock-down, drag out, HEATED argument for 8 long minutes. Me? I sat there for a bit, tried to walk away and go somewhere else, and ended up crying. You see, I can handle a good argument but screaming at the top of your lungs and going at each other's throats (metaphorically) is not healthy.

My sister goes for the jugular fast and did not/would not back down last night. Granted, mom was moody and her tone was not fantastic but my sister chose the WRONG time to get into an argument. She yelled and mom yelled. It was not pretty. Finally, dad walked in and toned it down.

Me? I cried and then thought of my Nonni and how I would have called her to vent about what just occurred. I cried some more then. It's really overwhelming for me to be around loud noises and yelling just puts me over the edge.

I understand yelling is sometimes necessary but come on? When these two fight, gets really ugly and fast. Arguments can be healthy and can sometimes solve different things but this one was not healthy. Talking shots (metaphorically) at each other and dragging out all your issues for one measly fight is not okay. In the end, both were wrong.

Can't we all just get along?

Hold the drama

College girls AND boys like to cause drama! But I must say that my life does not have time to dwell in this game. SO I must say...hold the drama! Oh and I will try very hard not to allow the drama to swallow me as it did last Friday.

HOLD the drama