Hello Friday

I love it when the weekend is finally here!  Not that I have any exciting plans, but that is besides the point.  Weekends=awesome.  Fact.

This has been a great week but the next two weeks are shaping up to be really busy.  I will be traveling to many, many communities-both near and far.  My work..I LOVE.  Traveling for work on muddy roads…es no bueno.  (I bet my husband would be so proud of me for utilizing a bit of my limited Spanish.  Go me.) 

Last night I watched Precious and Monsters vs Aliens with my husband.  (Yes, we watched them in that order.)  Precious was a good movie as I knew it would be but I found it made me melancholy and stirred up old worries I have regarding the safety of my children.  I was surprised when after the movie my husband said the same thing, that he liked it but it made him scared somebody would someday hurt or abuse our children.  I’m not sure if it is just normal worry or something that came from our own life experiences.  (As an aside I barely recognized Mariah Carey in her role as a social worker.) 

Monsters vs Aliens was as expected; a cute, funny, feel good cartoon.  I loved that the girl got to be the hero that saved the world.  GO SUSAN!  I love cartoons which is fortunate since I get stuck watching them a lot.  *shakes fist* I’m looking at you Dora and Diego…I’ll get you, and your little Baby Jaguar too.

I ordered a pair of earrings from a friend on twitter…they are made of awesome and I can’t wait until they come in the mail.

My Professional Life

To be perfectly honest, I have an amazing job, be super jealous! (Kidding, don’t be jealous but trust me its awesome.)

I’m a traveling Speech Pathologist serving 7 First Nation communities in Saskatchewan and Alberta.  To me this is amazing because I was born and raised on Thunderchild First Nation in Saskatchewan.  I love having this opportunity to serve other native communities, plus I enjoy a flexible work schedule.   A flexible schedule is important to me because I have 2 small children (and it takes a lot of time to keep up with all my paperwork and report writing.)

Wow. Obviously I need to blog more often.

I cannot wait until I have reliable internet at home again.  It seems like my online life only seems to exist via blackberry.  It is my intention to write in this blog regularly and I think I would post more if I could do it on my laptop.  (Today I am “borrowing” office space from my beautiful, intellectual cousin Sharon.) 

Tomorrow I’m doing a Teacher Assistant Speech Pathology workshop for about 40-50 TA’s.  (These are the TA’s in 5 of the schools I have on caseload.)  Basically I’m trying to figure out how much information to give them without ovewhelming them.  To clarify, I do all the assessments, reports, goal writing, etc. etc. and they carry out the day to day work.  (I really miss doing therapy all day, every day sometimes.)  The problem is that many of them have no background in Speech Pathology…but they all appear interested and eager to learn.  Basically I have them tomorrow from 8:30-3:30 and I’m trying to decide on the activities we will do as I have the material all prepared.

I also just spent WAY too much time trying to wipe a smudge off my screen.  Turns out it was a misplaced quotation mark.  I’m awesome.

Would it be totally irresponsible to just cruise etsy for earrings? I’m thinking about ordering these.

I thought I was an underachiever…

It’s strange but I often do not think of myself as a “professional.” (And ew, no–not that kind of professional.)  Imagine my surprise when I was asked to participate in career day at my rez’s school.  (Reservation for any non-native readers.)  I think I know what to say but mostly I just do not want to come off as lame.  Dorky I could deal with, that is part of my charm.  I’m making my brochure now, it is so awesome I bet the kiddies will sleep with it under their pillows and dream sweet Speech Pathologistic dreams. Ha. Yeah right.

I think back to my career days in high school and I remember thinking, “As if I want to do that….You only make how much money?….BORING!”  So you see where some of my worries come from.

Why did I agree to do this again?

Dear World, For my birthday I give you this blog. You’re welcome.

I turned 33 yesterday. Thirty-three.

I’m boggled and excited. I suppose I’m actually a grown up now, even though I swear I already thought so. To say I can’t wait to find out what 33 brings is an understatement. (I’m going to be super disappointed if this year brings me nothing but another 15 pounds.)

There is so much I have to be thankful for and I believe this is a good time to lay it all out since this is a new blog (with one lone reader who is my cousin and is also made of awesome.)

My Family: Not just the  family I was fortunate enough to be born into, but the family I have built for myself. I have a wonderful husband named Nehemias and two beautiful children named Cielo and Junior (those are their nicknames.)

   

I am also expecting our third child, due in August. I am very blessed and I only complain a little. (Mostly about my weight and my desire to buy a house)

My Education/My Job: Without my education I would not have my current job as a Speech Pathologist. I am also thankful for my treaty rights and my band for sponsoring me while I was in university. It was a long road. I love my job, it is all I have ever wanted to be since I was 15.  Look, I have proof 

My friends: Yay for friends! *breaks out pom poms* I would also like to add that I am not just speaking about RL friends, but online friends too.

Technological things I am addicted to: My blackberry, my laptop, Twitter, Livejournal, my ipod and TV SHOWS ON DVD!!

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Back to my birthday, I had a marvelous day. We had a family dinner (of 14) of INDIAN TACOS! If you have never had one I feel very sorry for your poor deprived soul. We also had a tres leches cake (I didn’t say delicious because I baked it myself and I didn’t want to toot my own horn, but **toot toot** anyway.) Lovely gifts, loving people…just an all around great day. Yay.

33. Wow. How did I get here