Boo hoo....

I took the day off of work (the ONLY day I've taken off all summer, thank you very much) to straighten out some last minute transfer issues with Messiah College. I met with an advisor and we looked over my Penn State transcript to see where I'm at in terms of what they can accept at Messiah. Bad news...the way things worked out a majority of my PSU credits don't even count!!! It is really quite wreched. I should technically be a junior, but am so far behind that i think i'm probably a sophomore..............total bummer! And that my friends, is the joys of transferring. The worst part is that some of the classes I have to retake, because of some miniscule little difference in the PSU vs. Messiah courses. It makes me so flippin MAD!

So, today i'm a little depressed.:(

Today I got a greater understanding of the term "eternal student..." Now when someone asks when i'll be done i'll have to say....never, i'll be in school forever.

I know, I know...a little dramatic you're probably thinking... But, in leu of today's events, just let me be on my soap box for awhile, please.

I'll let you know when i'm over it.

Camera nearly trampled by huge BISON

Doesn't that sound like a newspaper headline? I know...you must be thinking I totally just made that up, but I'm afraid I must admit it's true! Yesterday was fieldtrip day at work and we went to Lake Tobias. It's always a fun field trip for the little tykes, but with three-year-olds one can almost count on a few minor catastrophe's taking place. We got to go on a fun safari ride around the park where goats, bulls, ostriches, deer, etc. came up to the tractor and the kids hand fed them crackers. Of course there were a few freak-outs from some of the kids, but hey, that comes with the territory. Anyway, I was sitting with my darling boy Cameron and another boy Breydan when our tour guide stopped the tractor and was describing the bison that were coming up to us when I decided it was the perfect photo-op moment. That was when it occured. Breydan's head bumped into my hand (the hand holding my camera) thus catapulting my camera through the air and uh...down to the ground...directly under the massive 400 lbs bison. It was like slow motion. I just stood there staring at it in disbelief when one of the parents flagged down our tour guide who ever-so-kindly (and bravely might I add) got off the tractor and rescued my camera! Mind you, seconds before he retrieved it the bison starts moving his feet and I am serious when i tell you my camera was INCHES (if not centimeters) from the gigantic hoof of the beast. It is a MIRACLE it is still intact!!! Later talking with one of the parents we laughed as we realized the situation could have been drastically worse. I must have blocked out the massive pile of poop just feet from where my camera fell. Had I been in the next seet back my camera may have faced a very gloomy smelly and disgusting death...in bison poop. So, I think it's safe to say I really lucked out, all things considered. Needless to say it made quite the memory. And so when i say "Camera nearly trampled by huge bison" I really mean it!

And here's the part of the story when I tell you with surety that you're so lucky. Let me explain. You are so lucky because you know the very girl whom this fantastical yet realistic story happened to. You know the girl from the headline!!!

In advance let me say that autographs and other personalized paraphinalia will be available shortly. I know you're all excited...but try to contain your excitement.:)

Disclaimer: Headline used in blog does not reflect actual headline of any major newspaper. I wish.

Long overdue...

There are many things these days that are overdue in my life. First, this blog entry is overdue. I've been really busy and lets face it, just lazy when it comes to keeping up on the old blog. Sorry about that! Second, my library books were overdue. I borrowed a whole bunch of preschool curriculum books for work and totally forgot about returning them. Thus, I've incurred the overdue fee of a whopping $1.75. Darn! Well I guess that's a small price to pay in the grand scheme of things. Another thing that's overdue is a vacation. I'll tell ya, I need one! It's not that I don't love my job, but it does get a bit arduous at times. I just long for one free day all to myself. Last week was the massive July 4th celebration at the Schilling home. We had somewhere around 40 people at our home, which in preparation was days ahead of course! My parents are like superheroes when it comes to entertaining. Food was amazing and I'm always so impressed with how flawless things seem to be....but if I tried to put something like that together I just know it would be a huge flop of gargantuan proportions....better leave it to the pros i guess.:)

So, now that we've established what's long overdue, let's get back to the more important things in life. And let me tell ya, my life is so incredibly exciting these days. Lets see... Yesterday I went on a run, went to Walmart with Mom, and uh...came back home and watched a movie. Then today, i went to church. Whoot Woot! Exciting, right?! Ahh...that's ok though, I'm perfectly happy with being quiet and low key. It's when you sulk about how boring your life is that something totally insane and chaotic comes along. Note to self-- Be content with the low-key life. Repeat this to yourself as much as you have to.:)

Well, I hope all is well with everyone. I'll "due" better to keep you posted about my life as well!

Photoshoot

I thought it was time to post some pictures of the little cherubs from summer preschool. I took these yesterday during nap while some of the kids were waking up. They all started coming over to me and saying..."Miss Megan take my picture!" It was too funny! They were so cute and love being in front of the cam.

This is Nickolaus...he's a devil, but such a handsome little man!

This is Keegan...how funny is his smile?!

Here are the three magpies. Keegan, Athena, and Erik. As a side note, Keegan and Athena told me yesterday they are boyfriend/girlfriend...too cute!

Slowly but surely I'm trying to get all of their pictures...there are 23 of the little rugrats so it could take awhile! But enjoy looking at these cute kids...i get a kick out of them everday.

It's about to get crazy

Long day today, plus the fact that it's so hot and humid makes it ten times worse. I had such a fun weekend with Erin, who came up for a little visit. We had a picnic with some friends on saturday, which actually turned out to be an all-day event. So fun....

I'm busy planning for the preschool I work at. Next week I'm the only full-time teacher that will be there (due to the other teachers going on vacation...how convenient for them) which makes me slightly nervous because this means i'm am responsible for ALL of the kids by myself (with teen helpers) for the week. Mom and I went to the library today to try to figure out what i'm going to teach them...but quite frankly, that is the least of my worries. I just hope I will be able to keep the kids intact without any major catastrophes occurring. Hopefully all will go well and nothing terrible will happen, although with 15 three-year-olds it's almost inevitable that something insane won't happen. Wish me luck with the craziness that is sure to come...

I'm still actually quite amazed and a bit stupified that this daycare center is letting me run the ship mainly by myself....do they realize what they're doing?! Haha....well, i guess not.

Have a good one ya'll.

Poison Ivy and the Wild Child

Ok, today at work was VERY eventful. The first thing that happened was that I discovered the reason why our little Cameron has been scratching at his ankles for the last 2 days. Yesterday he told me it was because he scraped himself on the sidewalk at home, but then today I noticed something a little strange and as I pulled down his sock I realized it was NOT just a scrape, it was now pussy and swollen! To make matters worse it had spread to various parts of his body. I said, "Cameron...what is this?" And then he finally remembered that mommy said it was poison ivy. GREEEAT. Poor little thing had it all over him. Well then I had to call his mom and tell her it had gotten progressively worse, which was nerve-racking since it was my first parent phone call. She was really nice about it, so thankfully that at least went well. Poor little Cameron was quarantined most of the day, although I'm pretty sure I had serious contact with it since I was with him all morning.....I came straight home from work and washed my arms and hands like a madwoman. Not to mention I used about half my bottle of anti-bacterial sanitizer through out the day due to my constant paranoia. We'll see if i get any rashes...

Second episode of the day occured with a new boy we have in our class named Breydan. He's never been to daycare and hasn't taken the best liking to it (i wouldn't either if i was his age), so one can only imagine what it's like trying to pry him away from his mom when she drops him off. Can you say NIGHTMARE? Today I was the "lucky" one who got to wrangle him. He turns violent in seconds when its time for his mom to leave...kicking, screaming bloody murder, thrashing...the whole gammit. Today I didn't pick him up the right way and almost dropped him as he tried to get away from me! It was intense, let me tell ya. Thankfully that only lasted about 5 minutes and he calmed down after that. I'm just glad i didn't sustain any major injuries.

So there is are my two interesting encounters of the day. As crazy and chaotic as 15 3-yr.-olds can be at least they make my life interesting.

To be Three Again...

Working as a preschool teacher this summer has reminded me how great life is when you're three. I've asked several of the kids how old they think i am and these are the answers i've received:

4 (one year older than them...almost EVERYONE is 4 to them)
12 (coming from a girl who is 3 going on 25)
7
and...the best reply of all: 3.

So, basically the general concensus in the preschool room is that Miss Megan is between the ages of 3 and 12...pretty sweet! When i later told them i'm 2o, they told me, "wow you're OLD!" Isn't it funny how much your perspective changes??? I think all my life i've been waiting to be 16, then 18, and now that i'm 20 i still feel like i'm young and can't wait till i'm 25! Oh it's just too much fun with them around...

Here's the moral of my story: Whenever you're feeling a little old, just ask a three year old how old they think you look. It's a instant dose of self-confidence.:)