21 June 2009 Sunday, Jun 21 2009 

I signed my contract last Wednesday.  I went to the district administrative offices and spent two and a half hours signing my name, writing my social security number, and writing the date.  Tedious, to say the least.  Although my contract was part of what I signed, I also had to deal with all of the health benefit packages, retirement plans, etc. that the district offers.  They actually offer quite a nice benefits package, and for the first time in my life, I’m actually going to participate in all the retirement plans that my employer offers.  As we stand now, the Hubby and I have no retirement other than what we’ve had deducted in Social Security taxes.  Beginning in August, I will no longer work in a job that participates in Social Security, and there’s a very good chance that I never will again. Regardless, Social Security is not enough to retire on.  Even the pension plan that the district offers in lieu of Social Security won’t be enough for retirement.  And, strangely enough, the Hubby’s job doesn’t offer retirement to their truck drivers.  I guess they don’t expect any of their drivers to work there long enough to get to that point.  So, until he is able to change jobs and work for someone who does offer retirement, I need to be taking advantage of everything my district offers.

I’ve personally been on edge this past month, waiting for the contract signing to happen.  Apparently, everything else having to do with teacher certification was waiting, as well.  One of the papers I had to sign, initial, and date was a checklist of things the district needs me to do as a new professional employee.  About half of them were details handled during the paper-signing extravaganza, such as signing the Social Security statement and completing a W-4.  The other half were tasks dealing specifically with my certification.

I’ve done a lot towards getting completely certified to teach.  What I’ve done so far has barely touched the tip of the iceberg in terms of everything that needs to be done.  What I’ve finished to this point was everything that could be done prior to signing a contract with a school district.  Now that that contract has been signed…  I spent Thursday on the phone and on the internet, getting the ball rolling on the next phase of my certification.

I need to submit a copy of my probationary teaching certificate to the district.  In order to get my probationary certificate, I have to apply for it through SBEC.  Part of applying for my probationary certificate, I have request a fingerprinting kit (also from SBEC).  Requesting this “kit” does not mean that an ink pad and paper are sent to my home.  It means that I am provided a list of approved fingerprinting labs so that I can contact the one closest to me and set an appointment with them to come in and be fingerprinted.  The cost of applying for the probationary certificate was over fifty dollars.  The cost of requesting a fingerprinting kit was around forty-five dollars.  The cost for the appointment at the fingerprinting lab was around ten dollars.  Apparently, the state has no conception of what “poor college student” means!

Once I’ve applied for my probationary certificate, SBEC sends the application to my alt. cert. program.  The program then checks to see if I’ve submitted three forms (something else I had to do on Thursday: find a fax machine so I could submit those forms), and if I have they will send their okay for me to receive said probationary certificate.  But I’m still not done.

In July, I have fourteen training sessions I must attend – two per day – in order for my alternative certification program to approve me to take the second of my certification tests.  (I took the first one – my content exam – during my last semester of college before I could forget everything.)  This second exam is called the PPR, which stands for Pedagogy and Professional Responsibilities.  Before my alt. cert. program approves me to take this test, I must complete all fourteen training sessions, and pass their on-line “practice” PPR, which is infinitely harder than the actual test.  But I’m still not done.

Once I’ve passed the PPR, I can then apply for my standard teaching certificate and submit both my passing PPR scores and a copy of the standard certificate to my district.  These things must be done before December 30th this year.  In other words, I have to finish my certification and exams before first semester is done.  Throughout the school year, I am required, both by the state and my alt. cert. program, to complete professional development hours.  I can’t remember how many hours per school year the state wants me to complete, but the alt. cert. program requires that I complete fifty before the end of my first year of teaching.  In addition to the professional development hours, I also have to complete a certain number of observations of other teachers, as well as have other people observe me a certain number of times.  The professional development hours and observation hours must be distributed throughout both semesters of the school year.

And then, maybe, I’ll be done.

And then, I’ll start graduate school!  Yay!

This flurry of activity and paperwork just showed me how starved I am for purposeful activity and goals.  I need something useful to do.  I was hoping to get a copy of the teacher’s manual before the end of the school year, just to give me an idea of what kinds of lessons I should be prepared for, but I never got a response from my assistant principal.  I also asked for a copy of the district’s Scope & Sequence, which is a detailed outline of what each grade/subject covers and in what order for an individual district.  I wasn’t able to get that, either.  I’m wondering if I would be able to find the S&S on the district website, and failing that, check the department of educaton’s website to get their list of what is supposed to be taught per grade and subject.  I feel a need to get some kind of general lesson plans together.  Very general, since I don’t know what order my district goes in nor how long they spend on each topic.  But at least I’d be able to research the different skills and topics to find some fun things to do with those lessons.  Developing specific lesson plans that stem from the textbook and worksheets will be super simple and fast.  What I wanted to do over the summer was find some other activities that were still applicable to the subject, but that would change the routine a bit and keep things from becoming boring and stale.  Fun worksheets, puzzles, games, research and art projects, even books or poetry I could share with my classes.

Of course, to do this requirest that I get my lazy bones out of bed before noon, and into bed before 4am, so that I actually have the energy to spend a few hours on my computer.  I’m working on that.

13 June 2009 Friday, Jun 12 2009 

So, the DTV changeover is nearly a day old.  And the world didn’t end.  Lordy.  The local stations were talking about how 60% (or something like that) of Houstonians weren’t ready for the change to digital and how horrible it was that people weren’t ready and how critical it was that we get ready.

How about this, newsmongers?  Television isn’t vital to life.  *gasp* It actually is not needed for life to go on living! 

How about this other one, newsmongers?  Most people are procrastinators by nature and will put off changing to digital (i.e. buying the converter box) until they have no choice.  Furthermore, if we lose our TV signal, we won’t die!!!

Gah.  Mountains from molehills and all that.

I realized today that I have five days before I go to sign a contract with the District that hired me.  Yeep!  I had a little panic attack today because I looked at my watch and saw that it was the 12th (it was about five minutes ago), and for some reason my brain decided that I was really supposed to be at the administration office on the 12th and not the 17th.  My brain was wrong, and it’s a good thing I wrote down the date while I was on the phone with the District lady who scheduled me because I would have had a total meltdown otherwise.

I went to Lee College last week and requested updated transcripts and they came in two days later.  Now, if a little podunk junior college in the backend of nowhere can get me my transcripts in two days, could someone please tell me why it takes a major university a month to do the same thing?

Anyway, I need to bring all of my transcripts with me to the pending Contract Signing, and although the transcripts I already had from LC would have sufficed, I wanted to have the most current one in my personnel file.  I want whomever who looks to see those additional three degrees.  *snort*  I am such a degree snob!  I would love to get updated transcripts from UHCL because they’ll show my membership to Phi Kappa Phi, but I knew it was pointless to even put in a request for them because they’d never get here in time.  Le sigh.  Such is the way with universities.

I went to the library yesterday to turn in all those Jim Butler books I had checked out. I’ve finished the Aleran series and wanted to get started on the Dresden Files.  The first series only had five books written for it so far.  I really like them, but I’m done.  The Dresden series has at least ten books written, and I was looking forward to getting into a series that would keep me busy for a while.  Eh, not so much.  The only books they had on the shelf were numbers 5, 7, and 8.  This does not help me.  When reading a series, it helps to start at the beginning!  I have the list written down and in the bag I keep library books in, so maybe when I go back in three weeks, the first two or three will be there.  I need to check their catalog to see if they even have them, but I keep forgetting and it wouldn’t make sense for them to have 5, 7, and 8, but not 1, 2, and 3.  But stranger things happen in this library.  The Kiddo wanted to check out a couple of books in the Starcraft series, but the library only carried three.  Two were checked out and the third one was a graphic novel.  The Kiddo, unlike every other 14-year-old boy in the universe, does not enjoy reading graphic novels.  He wasn’t much interested in anything else, so no books for the Kiddo.  I wandered around the Sci-Fi/Fantasy section and the New Releases for nearly an hour before I finally made a couple of choices and checked out.  It was so frustrating looking for books there because I want to get into a new series, but I couldn’t find any that had the first two or more books on the shelf.  But then, I’ve made a tw0-page list of books I wanted to find and check out, and ended up finding exactly two of them when Iwas done.  The library has them listed in their catalog, but they’re not on the shelf.  Yes, I know they could have been checked out, but their on-line catalog tells you that, and they weren’t, so there.  The Baytown library just leaves a bit to be desired.  Unfortunately, the Crosby library is even worse, and I don’t even bother trying there anymore. 

As much as I love living away from major cities, I would move to downtown Houston in a heartbeat for the public library there.  But I can’t afford the rent, or the gun I’d need to carry so that I’d fit in with the locals.

7 June 2009 Sunday, Jun 7 2009 

Never fear; you’re in the right place. I just had a need to do move some furniture around. I’ve been using the same theme for this blog for long enough. It was time for change. Poke around and let me know what you think of it!

28 May 2009 Sunday, Jun 7 2009 

(Edit: Apparently I wrote this entry, saved it as a draft, but never published it.  So, here it is.  Belated, but there.)

Happy birthday to meeee!!!  I had forgotten what day it was until someone actually wished me a happy birthday.  Funny how important this day was when we’re kids, but as an adult, I can actually forget about it.  Mom and Dad surprised me with this cake from Dairy Queen.  It’s an ice cream cake, and is quite pretty.  Taste-wise, it wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t what I expected an ice cream cake to be, either.  There was no cake!  There was a top layer of vanilla ice cream, then a thin layer of chocolate fudge and cookie sprinkles, then a bottom layer of chocolate ice cream.  No cake!  But the ice cream was tasty, and it hit the spot after a long, hot day.

So, last time I wrote, I talked about finding this new author, Jim Butcher, and how I checked out his whole Aleran Codex series on the recommendation of a friend.  Well, I finished the second book last night and discovered an excerpt at the end for Butcher’s “new” series: The Dresden Files.  I realized immediately that this was the series I had been referred to, not the one I stumbled upon in the library.  Well, I’m going to chalk it up to a happy accident because I’m really enjoying the current series and find Butcher’s style of writing easy to read but entertaining and engaging.  Now that I know he has a second series out there, I’m even happier because it just gives me more to read from him!  The Aleran Codex is more of the traditional fantasy series set in more-or-less medieval settings and dealing with swords and knights, kings and lords, and monsters that need slaying with magic.  It looks like the Dresden series is more modern, in that it’s set in modern-day US cities, as they currently are today, but with an out-of -work wizard thrown in the mix to spice things up a bit.  So, I’m looking forward to working my way through both series.  It will be interesting to compare them.

There’s nothing else really interesting going on today.  I got up and did a little housework, worked on the laundry (still working on the laundry, actually), cooked a dinner of spaghetti, meatballs, and French bread, enjoyed the cake, and now I’m here.  I should mention, before I forget again, that the post office finally delivered my first order of classroom posters.  WOOT!  I ordered them from this website. So far, I’m really pleased with what I got.  They will laminate most of the posters they sell for a small fee.  The only ones they won’t are the really, really huge ones that don’t come in pieces.  I had requested that all the posters I ordered be laminated, but they only did half of them, which is a little disappointing.  They didn’t charge me for the ones that they didn’t laminate, so that’s okay, but I would have preferred them laminated.  The website allows you to create a wishlist, which I did so that I could list all the posters I had found from their catalog that I wanted.  When I tried to move items from my wishlist to my basket and still ask for lamination, I had some trouble.  I’m pretty sure this was why only half the order was laminated.  Next time I place an order, I’ll just delete the items I want to purchase from my wishlist and find them again to add to my basket, requesting lamination at that point.  That’s is what I did for the part of today’s order that did get laminated, so since the other part I didn’t do this with was the only part without lamination, apparently I need to do this for my whole order.  It sounds like a pain, but it really isn’t and it certainly won’t keep me from ordering more posters from them.  In fact, once I’ve balanced the books this weekend, I’ll probably go ahead and place a second order.  The current posters fall under the “character building” category.  The next order will strictly be math posters.

Okay, I’m off to go watch Mike Rowe do a few more Dirty Jobs.

6 June 2009 Saturday, Jun 6 2009 

Happy June, everyone!  Yesterday was the last day of school for the Kiddo, and he couldn’t be happier.  Actually, he could be MUCH happier.  He really liked his junior high and his band director there and he doesn’t want to change to the high school next year.  He’s met the high school director and doesn’t have a very high opinion of him.  But I was the same way when I was his age.  I LOVED Mr. Cornell and Mrs. Orr, my junior high directors.  They were kind but firm, and they really encouraged me to excel.  I’d met Mr. Fariss once or twice during my junior high years, and thought he was an old, mean, curmudgeon.  Once I got to the high school, though, I got to know this great man and wouldn’t replace my time under his teaching for the world.  Although the Kiddo’s teachers are not mine, I pray that he has the same experience I had and that his high school director grows on him.

And besides, it doesn’t really matter that he’s not excited about going to high school, because I’m probably excited enough for the both of us!

Well, all except for that thing about having a kid in high school, anyway.  Am I old enough for that?  I don’t feel old enough to have a child in high school, but I guess I am because I do.  It probably doesn’t help that all of the Kiddo’s friends’ parents are older than me and the Hubby – by a decade or so, usually.  As much as those parents have in common with us, I still feel a disconnect between us because there’s such an age gap.  I doubt anyone else feels it, because I’m probably the only one who notices!  Ha!

On Thursday, the Kiddo came home with a letter from the high school band directors, giving us information on the summer marching band rehearsal schedule.  I knew it was coming, and now that it’s here, I have so much sympathy for what my parents went through when I was there.  Good god, the schedule.  And this band isn’t quite as hard-core as the one I was in, so his schedule isn’t quite as tight.  When I was in band, we would practice marching in the morning, have an hour or so off for lunch, and the practice playing inside for the rest of the afternoon.  I think our rehearsals ran from 8am to 4pm – again, with a lunch break in the middle.  Most of the Kiddo’s rehearsal days are half days, with two hours of marching, a half-hour off, and then two hours of playing inside.  There are a few days that are full days, but the schedule those days if from 7:30am to 2:30pm.  And they have nearly two hours off in the middle.  As “easy” as his schedule is compared to the one I had, there’s still a lot of work on my part, carting him to and fro.  Water will need to be taken in the morning, and I suspect lunch money will need to be provided because I doubt he’ll want his mommy to pick him up for lunch every day. 

He starts summer practice on August 3rd.  That first week is mainly freshman marching clinic and the schedule is slightly more crazy than the next two weeks.  Lucky for him, this is my last week of freedom before I begin the new job, so there are no issues with transportation.  The second and third weeks of summer practice are giving me some headaches.  The second week of his rehearsals is my first week of inservice.  I’ll be able to get him to rehearsals, but I won’t be off in time to get him home.  That week is just inservice for new teachers, though.  The third week is inservice for all teachers.  My district and the Kiddo’s district are on very similar schedules for next school year (thank God), so his directors will be in inservice during the day and they’re holding rehearsals later in the afternoons.  My issues with transportation reverse the third week, and I’ll be able to pick him up but I won’t be able to get him there.  It’s very frustrating.  I’m fairly sure that between the other drivers in my house, and other band parents, he’ll be able to find a ride.  I hate depending on other people, though, so it frustrates me to resort to that.  I’ll do what needs to be done, though.  Lord knows, when I was in band, I carpooled with friends and other band families that lived in our neighborhood, and Mom took her share of band kids home.  It’ll work out, but it doesn’t stop me from gritting my teeth in frustration every time I think about it.  WHY does my job always seem to interfere in family stuff?!?

Anyway.

When the Kiddo got home from school yesterday, he came bearing another letter to the parents from the high school band directors, giving us information on the spring trip they’re taking next year.  During my stint in high school band, we took a spring trip every year.  Every other year, we’d take an out-of-state trip (usually to Orlando, FL., or Washington, DC).  The other years were in-state years and we ended up going to San Antonion twice by accident.  I think they tried to alternate between San Antonio and Austin, but there was a mistake made the second in-state trip year and we repeated our San Antonio trip, much to the dismay of the seniors (like me) who had to endure it.  Spring trips are so much fun, and they’re usually very safe because they’re so well chaperoned, but I never felt like I was restricted too much either.  The Kiddo’s band only goes on trip every other year.  His freshman year, next year, will be a trip year, and they’ve decided to go to Honolulu, Hawaii.  Oh. My. GOD.  Disneyworld pales in comparison with a hotel on Waikiki beach, and tours of secret islands! 

Because the Hubby was not in an extra-curricular activity in high school, he has no idea what spring trips are like.  His first reaction was, “Well, we’re trying to save to buy a house and that comes first.  Trips to Hawaii are just going to have to wait.”  It took a lot of talking to change his mind.  And when he saw the final cost for the trip, plus what that cost included, he was sold.  We’d both love to go, but neither of us have the hours to volunteer in the band boosters enough to be eligible, and I really wouldn’t be able to take the time off during my first year teaching.  I’m pretty sure it would look bad to my AP.  So, we’re going to make sure the payments are sent in on time and send him to Hawaii without us. 

I hate to say it, but I’m a little jealous!

Next school year was going to be busy just with me starting to teach.  Adding high school band to the mix is just going to increase the chaos.  I already know I’m going to be too busy to think straight, and I just need to come to terms with it.  Regardless of how crazy our schedules will be, it’s certainly looking to be a very fun year, as well!