18 October 2006

This post has been four days in the making...

and yet, it has nothing to do with those four days. First, I'm going to link to two articles about Corey Lidle. Because I never really said much and I just cried. Again.

Secondly, I have midterms this week. Oh so many midterms. And I'm so overwhelmed that it's not funny. Although, right now I feel a little better than I did last night. Because I actually got something done. I finished my midterm for one class (the tutoring one. The midterm was like 7 pages long typed.), wrote a journal for another class and now have a lesson plan to do and then one more paper. And then I can breathe. Unless I actually get plane tickets for this weekend. At which point, I will continue working, so that I am all caught up for next week. The reason I feel so bad this week is because of the San Francisco weekend, which while totally worth it, definitely put me far behind.

Speaking of that trip, it was fun, I had a blast. And did more shopping and walking than I'd ever imagined possible. And found out that Victoria's Secret doesn't carry a bra in my size. So while my aunt and mother were getting new bras I was sitting in the comfy chair outside the dressing rooms. Which sucked. And made me feel fat, even though that's not really the truth.

Mary P. has very interesting (and aggravating) post up about a website that is stealing our posts. Granny (I think, sorry if it wasn't you Granny and was someone else) mentioned it earlier, and I know that a couple of my posts are up there. Which makes me very angry.

Can you tell that I'm all written out? I can't form proper sentences. So if you've actually made it this far, congratulations!

And now, I have class so I'm out of here. Maybe I'll be back sooner.

11 October 2006


Wow, just wow

And now back to my regularly programmed homework hour.

02 September 2006

More to come in the future

For some reason I really love this photo of Dan Haren today's starting pitcher. Something about the angle of his arm and the colour of the grass behind him is just amazing.
Today was Breast Cancer Awareness Day - over 300 survivors took the field with their families. Here are a couple photos.

I'll post more pictures on Tuesday or so. In the meantime, I need to go to bed!

14 May 2006

Opportunities Abound

So here’s a run down of my options – I don’t think I’m going to end up with one family this summer – I think I’m going to end up with at least four families filling out my time, and that’s okay as long as I fill in my days!

There’s the family who has twins on the way and an 18 month old (M, I’ll have to come up with something different for her, or just drop my other M and A from the list since I don’t see them very often anymore- in fact maybe that’s what I’ll do). I met them today, and I’m going to try to fit them in at some point – since they only want about 4-8 hours a week right, that shouldn’t be so hard. Plus in the fall, they’ll take the mornings that I would have had a hard time filling because they’re rather short (3-3.5 hours max) which is nice.

There’s the family who’s ad states 15-40 hrs/week at a very fair rate for two boys, ages 2 and 5. But, their mom hasn’t called me back, and the message she left yesterday sounded hurried and rushed like she didn’t even have time to leave me her phone number. Seems like a high stress family, which isn’t so cool to me – I want something that won’t be super stressful all summer long.

There’s the family in a pretty prestigious neighbourhood in the city where I go to school who have a 20 month old daughter and are looking for a part-time nanny and someone for occasional babysitting. I’m most excited to meet this family. Mom sounded great on the phone, and didn’t rush off even though she was heading to the bay area for oral surgery. She said she’d call me today and hasn’t yet, but she could be in bad shape from the surgery so it’s all good. She’ll call when she calls (I hope – I really want this position).

Oh but the best one of all – the mom with the triplet 5 year olds, 3 year old and 6 year old offered me $200/week for 56.25 hours. Do the math – or I’ll just tell you because I did the math. That amounts the $3.55/hr for five children including driving them all over the place. Did anyone inform this lady that gas costs what she is paying an hour? I haven’t earn $3.50 an hour since I was 12 – and had no experience!

Of course, there’s K and B one afternoon a week. We all know how I feel about those kids.

There’s also H and S for about 6 hours a week (two mornings) and X for about 3 hours on one of those days. H and S may live in a family that does things (like schooling) differently than I am used to but for the amount that their mother is paying me for the 6 hours, I can adjust. Plus, it’ll be good when I’m in a classroom with students whose parents don’t agree with my views of something. I’m almost tempted to cut out X – after all his mom is the reason that I’m on this job hunt, we’ll see what happens.

Depending upon what happens with the two families that I should have an interview with next week, I’m looking at K on Wed, the 18 month old Mon afternoons and Wed mornings, H, S and X on Fridays (plus H and S Monday mornings), and hopefully (cross your fingers for this one) the 20 month old Tues/Thurs (unless that mom wants more time, at which point she gets Mondays).

In my next post I’ll discuss the families who want me evenings and weekends only – this entry has become rather long. But, I’ll leave you with a question:

Would you share your references with someone who you’ve only sent one or two emails to, never talked on the phone nor met face-to-face? I think that it’s okay to say that I’d rather meet you first, but most of these families tried to get my references immediately upon first contact. What’s fair to those you are using as references? I don’t want to alienate anyone by having them receive a ton of calls from families that I don’t even know yet – what if it’s a really bad match?

07 May 2006

Baseball Saturday - I live for this!

Let me describe my Saturday if I may – I woke up at 330am, left my house at 345am, couldn’t get on the freeway at 4am due to an accident so I had to go down a side road with a speed limit of 25mph instead of the 65mph freeway. I made it to California by 5am, Sacramento by about 630am and Oakland at 802am, I stopped for breakfast at that point and got to McAfee by 815am. I then proceeded to sit in line for 3 hours, painting a sign (which was recorded by a cameraman from ESPN – so I’ll be on national television at some point) and hanging out with friends.

Gates opened 1035am, I got my bobblehead, went to put the sign down in a seat that wasn’t mine, put stuff down to save my seat and then headed to the dugout where I hung out and got three (or was it four? I don’t know, I’d already been up for about 7 hours at this point, four of them driving!) autographs. When I went to my seat at 1215pm someone was sitting in it and wouldn’t move despite the fact that I explained that I had saved that seat hours before. It worked out because there was an extra seat in the front row so I sat there instead of the second row like I usually do. The game was crazy, indescribable even – word could not explain that bottom of the ninth inning, even the articles online didn’t give what I saw as an accurate description of the events.

After the game, I hung out by the lot where the players park and waited for them to leave, like we usually do. Sometimes players stop, sometimes they don’t and we’ve learned secrets to getting them to stop when they leave. A couple guys stopped including one who I’d already received and didn’t have anything to sign, however, Huston stopped which made me incredibly happy before driving home. I left Oakland at 5pm, got to Auburn at 715 or so, stopped for gas and a coffee and continued driving home. I got home at 930pm watched Baseball Tonight and Sportscenter hoping to catch a recap of the game. Gave up on that at 1030 and headed to bed. It was a long day, I was tired and needed sleep. Overall it was worth every minute of it though – I so love baseball. I can’t wait for my next game, May 20th.

09 April 2006

A Bit of Blogkeeping

If you’ve noticed- there’s a list of the kids who are mentioned on this page, along with their ages and siblings. If you click on the linked ones you’ll find the entry where I first introduced them (or in the case of K and B, most of these entries are about them, and I never really introduced them so their links are some of my favourites I guess). Those who don’t have links will be introduced in the coming days/weeks/whenever I get a chance.

I've had a lot of lurkers lately- and I'd like to welcome you all to say hi! I'm not scary I promise- it'd be interesting to see who's visiting me!

Now, K starts preschool on Monday- she’ll be pulled out 2-3 times a week for speech and at least once a week for physical therapy. They determined that she’s far behind physically, and not so much speech-wise (although regardless of her speech she qualifies because of her nodules). I think that the reason for a physical delay is because she’s so little (something like the 10th percentile in both height and weight)- there are a lot things you can’t do if your legs can’t reach that far (like climbing up the stairs one foot at a time). I’m going to pick her up from her first day of school, along with Wednesday and then starting next week I’m only going to have her on Wednesdays. That frees Mondays and Fridays for the two families that are neighbours (H and S in one family, X (age 8 months) in the other).

I got a hit this morning from someone searching for ‘naughty Anya’- now I don’t know what you were looking for but you probably didn’t find it here! Yesterday I actually got five hits from search engines (definitely my most so far- usually it’s maybe on or two) but the rest of the hits were from people looking for something about nannies. It's kind of exciting that my hits are beginning to become more and more diverse- on some level I suppose.

07 April 2006

Body Image

Last night’s discussion at Intervarsity was about body image. Now, I know that this topic has been discussed without end out here in blogging world. And yet, I want to provide my perspective- one that I avoided sharing during the last couple of weeks, in large part due to the fact that the conversation centered around spouses, and well let’s face it- I’m not married, heck, I’ve never even had a boyfriend. Therefore, my argument would have been highly debatable by those with more experiences.

Also, as a twenty-year-old college student (other than Haley I don’t think I have readers that are about that same age- if you are, say hi!). I can offer a perspective from someone just out of their teens, and recently entered into the world of college, where expectations about yourself and others change greatly. It's not uncommon for college freshmen to gain weight because of meal cards, and buffet style eating, or develop eating disorders because of lack of regulation and people making sure that you eat something- not to mention the pressure that goes along with looking just right. It's not much different between college and high school.

I’ve struggled for a long time with image- I’m overweight, and I have a hard time admitting it. Most of the time I’m okay-ish with my body but like most young adults there were always things that I didn’t like. That was until about eight months ago when I picked up this awesome book entitled Wanting to be Her: Body Image Secrets Victoria Won’t Tell You. Let me just say that this book changed a lot about me and my opinions about my body. It opened my eyes to the fact that our bodies were made this way for a reason- and while it’s important to stay healthy- healthy does not often mean thin.

Last night we talked about how people often look in the mirror and say bad thing about themselves- and the importance of saying something to a person who you hear saying these things. This is an interesting idea, because many people don't realise that they do it. It's so ingrained in our culture that we have to look a certain way and be unhappy with how we do look. Our challenge was to look in the mirror and find at least three things that we like about ourselves instead of focusing on the negatives.

03 April 2006

Nothing I would have done would have been enough

When I finally got the courage (as well as a spare moment) to call the mother with the two young kids back and tell her that I didn't want the job, I lucked out to get her voice mail. I left her a message that plain and simply stated that I felt that the job was too many hours- especially with children who may or may not nap. After all, I have homework, and a lot of it right now- it is the end of my junior year of college. Well, today she called, and I answered it mostly because I thought it might have been K's mom, and I didn't want her to think that I wasn't going to answer her calls (although looking back, I could have just said we were upstairs and I didn't make down in time or something). Instead, it's the mother who's job I didn't want- who tells me that I've put her in a major bind and basically yells at me for not taking her job. Um, excuse me, but you're the one who went back on her word, not me. About the time that I was crying while on the phone last week, you might have considered looking for someone else to fill the position. Oh and you still have two weeks to find someone to fill in- heaven forbid you might actually have to spend 6 hours with your children.

I'll have to post about the newest potential opportunity I've got on the job front (I think I wrote a little a couple posts back, but a lot has happened since then). But, right now I've got to go write a paper about whether potential parents should be given a test- and if so, what types of questions should be on the test. I'm going to agree with this one, purely because I've procrasinated so long that it seems kind of worthless to spend a ton of time looking up new references- I'll stick with the textbook, thanks!

02 March 2006


I'm very happy right now! I love satellite radio, I get to listen to baseball today, Sunday and the following Saturday- and that's all it's telling me right now, but they're will be plenty more. I got to listen to a grand slam by my friend's favourite player and a 2 run homer by one of my favourites- what a way to start the season!

I took this picture in September when we sat right behind the dugout, it's one of my most favourite pictures that I've taken at a ballgame, and I've taken a lot. I love Huston! He was last years Rookie of the Year, and he's an honestly very sweet person. Huston took the time to stop and say hi every single time we were there, and I can't wait until April 1st which is my first game of the season, although technically an exhibition game. My first official game will be Huston's bobblehead day on April 16th and I'm so very excited. Now that the games are actually beginning it seems so close, and yet I have like 7 papers due between now and then!

I attended 14+ games last year in Oakland (a 270 mile one way trip!), 2 games in Sacramento (200 miles one way), and I wouldn't trade a single second of any of these games. I feel so at home over there and if I hadn't commited to a lot of time with K and B this summer, I'd be actively seeking nanny jobs in the Bay Area. I suppose that technically I could after the second/third week of June, but I'm not sure that there are many who would hire me from mid-June through mid-August, that's barely two months!

20 January 2006


Tuesday night I found out that my very first friend died in a car accident. Today the newspaper article is online with a picture that I didn't want to see. I feel like I should call my mom and tell her to not look at the webpage.

He's six months older than me, and even before I was born he was my friend- he'd lay on my mom's very pregnant belly and be completely content. Growing up, he was my protector, every picture we have, he has his arms around me, and my mom told me a really cute of story of him pushing another kid in retaliation for hurting me. At the time, his mom said she'd never been more proud of her little boy.

I've made through this week okay, but today's been rough. I couldn't fall asleep last night, and my brother started the day out by yelling at me, and then making rude comments when I fell apart and starting crying. It's just all too much, to top it off the funeral's next Tuesday- the first day of classes. And, it's 3000 miles away from here, which doesn't help.

My mom was talking about going to see his mom in a couple weeks, maybe around his twenty-first birthday- or else, maybe she'll get his mom to come here for a couple days, that'd be great for all of us I think.