Monday, November 30, 2009

Mean things

I'm sure this blog is supposed to be happy most of the time, but right now I just had to blog about mean things people say. Why must people say mean things? Is it because of their own weaknesses? insecurities? Is it because they want to be funny? even at the cost of those around them? I was thinking about my day today and realized that it was pretty horrible because I had to hear so many people say mean things. Some weren't really mean, but some were terribly mean. Some words were exchanged between students and some were exchanged between adults. Why..why mujst they say mean things? And then after they say mean things, they continue to say meaner things? Even the apology sounds mean. I hate mean people. I hate mean words. I hate how it makes others feel. I hate how it makes me feel. I hope I can continue to fill my life with people that are positive and use positive words.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Friday, November 13, 2009

Go Bears!

So, I went to the Chicago Bears/49er game last night. My cousin, Olin Kreutz, is the center on the Bears' team. (He's the guy in the middle that gives the ball to the QB (quarterback) before the QB throws the ball. Anyways, it was a fun game and we had awesome seats. Becky, my sister, had sweatshirts made up for everyone in our family that read "Olin Kreutz's Ohana." It was fun to have fans stop us and ask us questions about our family. For a moment, I actually felt like a famous person. However, it did get annoying at times when people around us would ask questions during the game. Sheesh! Many of our cousins came out to support him and we had a total blast! I learned a few things about going to a professional football game at Candlestick. Some of this stuff is obvious, but I hadn't been to a 49er game in a really long time, so it might help those of you who need a few reminders.

#1) Go early and tailgate. It's amazing. People bring their BBQs and some of the BBQs are bigger than their cars.
#2) Don't be late. If you leave late from Sacramento, you'll hit traffic in Berkeley and have to sit in traffic for two hours. Worst case miss the first quarter of the game. (Sorry honey...)
#3) Don't buy beer there. I don't drink, but I couldn't believe that a bottle of beer was a dollar more than a bucket of popcorn. The beer was $8.75 and the popcorn was $7.75. (I guess you shouldn't buy the popcorn either..)
#4) Don't meet your family at Gate F. EVERYONE meets their family at Gate F because it's right in the very front of the stadium.
#5) The hot dogs were awesome. I generally only eat hotdogs from Sac's in Vallejo or at the RC games, but this one rocked..
#6) If you want to get signatures after the game, go around to the back where the buses are waiting. The players, at least the cool ones, come out and sign autographs.
#7) Take BART! Parking is $30.00
#8) BEARS fans are sooo loyal. There were probably more BEARS fans than 49er fans at the game. Not really, but it sure looked that way. GOOOO BEARS! If you ever have a chance to go to a Bears game, do it. The energy is amazing.
#9) Football games are cold in SF. Wear warm stuff because you will freeze.
#10) On your way home, don't eat a fish fillet from MCDs because you won't feel that great in the morning.

I think that's about it...Have you been to a game lately? Got a favorite team? Share your thoughts! GO Bears!

Monday, November 9, 2009

It's a Small World after all...

Today I went to a funeral for my friend's father. My friend's name is Micky and her father's name is Wayne. He passed away last week and I was asked to sing "Be Still My Soul" with two other friends at the funeral. We had practiced the song yesterday after church, so I felt confident that things would go smoothly. Anyways, as I sat on the pew listening to the words that were being shared, I was getting pretty emotional. In fact, I was actually worried that I wouldn't be able to make it through the song without crying!! I then turned around to look at my two friends and they were a mess too! Ugh! What to do..what to do?!?!?

In a few moments, the Bishop announced our song and we briskly walked to the microphone. As we began to sing our song, I looked out into the audience. I saw an older woman in the front row smiling at me. She looked really familiar, but I couldn't remember her name. She was sitting pretty close to the front of the room, so I knew she had to be one of Mickey's relatives. Anyways, during the song, I noticed the older woman was whispering something to the woman next to her. Within seconds, I noticed an entire pew of people were smiling at me with REALLY BIG smiles. It was a bit odd because half of the people in the room were crying while the front pew was smiling. I knew that I was going to have to speak to this older lady to see what caused all the smiling in the front row.

After the funeral ended, I walked to the front of the church to check in with Mickey. As I went to give her a hug, a tall, beautiful young woman tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Do you remember me?" As I looked at her, my life flashed before my eyes and I realized that I was standing in front of one of my old 4th grade students. Her name was Kristen. She was in my class ten years ago. The older woman in the congregation was her grandmother. Her grandfather was Mickey's uncle. In other words, I taught my friend's niece ten years ago at Florin Elementary and she was at the funeral today with her entire family. WOW! What a small world!

We chatted for a few minutes and Kristin told me she had just graduated and was attending Sacramento City College's nursing program. WOW! Definitely a proud teacher moment!

I have thought about Kristen many times over the past few years. Where did she go? What is she doing? Did she graduate? Does she have a college plan? How's her Mom? Even though I'm not her current teacher, I feel somewhat responsible for the lifelong choices she's made. Did I instill within her a desire to make the world a better place? Does she know I still care about her success even though she hasn't seen me in ten years? Wow..I know parent guilt is pretty bad, but teacher guilt is the worst!

I think Heavenly Father provides us with moments like this to make us evaluate or just think about our own purpose and plan. Life is short and we really don't have a lot of time to put our carbon or physical footprint on the earth. So..might we ask ourselves..Am I helping others with their goals? Am I being supportive? Am I setting and meeting my own goals? How am I making this world a better place and what am I doing to make others happy? In the end, we really can't take anything with us to heaven, but we will have lots of memories, friends, family....and love.

Sunday, November 1, 2009


WOW! So here it #3. Tiffany and Chris came over tonight and she gave me the Blogging 101 class. Let's just hope that I can keep up with this thing. Thanks again Tiff. So good!

During the past few months, I have enjoyed reading blogs about other families and friends. The topics varied from what to do on long summer days, who passed the bar this week, house decorating ideas, recipes and much, much more. I always thought, "How the heck does anyone have time to do this?" Chelsey has triplets and even she has TWO blogs. Anyways, I knew with a little help, I might be able to do some blogging and I thought it would be a great way to record some of the crazy day-to-day things that happen in my life. I used to love writing in my journal, but since I got married, I usually write to vent about my frustrations as a wife, mother, teacher, etc.. You get the idea right? So, I have promised Tyrone that I will focus on the positive and share the blessings that one might receive or the lessons one might learn, when they're TRYING to do what's right..but at times fall short. So...Welcome to the Brown Girl's Blog!


Thank you Tiffany for setting up my blog! You're too funny!