Cheyenne and Chris

Monday, August 5, 2013

But really, cruises are just plain good for the soul

Not sure where the past 6 months have gone, but they have seriously flown by and, needless to say, blogging has taken a major back seat. Back in May, Chris and I took a much needed week long cruise out of New Orleans to Roatan, Belize and Cozumel. If you've ever been on a cruise then can I get an amen when I say that cruises are just plain good for your soul? It just is.

All we did was sleep, eat, scuba, read in the sun, play mini golf, eat some more, and relax. My diet may have consisted of Guy Fereri cheeseburgers, brick oven pizza and ice cream for an entire week. I said it may have.

tourists 2013. Chris had been wanting this awful Tommy Bahama shirt for our cruise and every time we saw someone else with a Hawaiian shirt he would just say "that guy understand me"


First stop was Roatan, Honduras and let me just say that I'm obsessed. If you can, go there. Now. It could quite possibly be the most laid back beach I've ever been on. And as a self-proclaimed beach connoisseur, that's impressive. There are no resorts, only scuba hotels with hammocks outside of the front doors. Heaven I tell you. We went diving all day and saw 5 different sea turtles and the first little fella swam along side us for at least 5 minutes before deciding that he was sick of me trying to get as close as humanly/legally possible and he swam away. If it weren't incredibly illegal I would snatch myself a sea turtle so fast.....We also saw barracudas, turtles, parrot fish, groupers, red snappers, a dead sea snake (thankfully, because there is something unnatural about a snake that swims underwater), and a seahorse. I'm always fascinated when we scuba, mostly because I never in a million years would have pegged myself for a scuba lover. It just always seemed so counter-intuitive to intentionally fall backwards off the side of a boat and sink straight to the bottom. Regardless, we loved it and the diving was incredible.



I'm in love with you, Roatan.

 Our second stop was Belize where we went ziplining, which was only mediocre followed by a jungle and cave tube tour and that, my friends, was incredible. I'm also a complete nerd who watches Animal Planet and National Geographic on a very daily basis so walking through the jungle and learning the medicinal purposes of different plants and watching our guide eat tiny termites that taste like mint (I'm lame and got too nervous to actually eat one, which I highly regret) and learning facts about the different animals we saw and heard. Then we put our tubes in the river and drifted into some caves filled with stalactites and stalagmites and bats. When we drifted far enough in and it became completely dark, we all turned on the headlamps on our helmets and the entire cave glittered from the different minerals. We loved it, although we didn't think to buy a lifeproof case for our phones so we couldn't bear the thought of our precious phones getting wet, hence the ZERO pictures from that excursion. Fail on our part, but just take my word for it. It. was. awesome.

sadly, our only Belize picture
Finally: The classic Cozumel stop. duh. And we went diving. Obviously. This was a very different scuba trip for me though, in that since most people in our group were fairly experienced, we dove down 95 feet and went through coral "tunnels". At first I wasn't too keen on going through coral tunnels where there is only about 1 foot of space below you and the ocean floor and about 2 feet between your body at the top of the tunnel. It seemed a little claustrophobic-y but I didn't have a whole lot of options so I went and it was kind of cool. We ran into some eels and a ton of fish. Then the tunnels spit us out into the wide open ocean. As in, dark blue abyss, and yes it kind of freaked me out but then luckily a sea turtle caught my attention and I was transfixed on the little guy as we swam along the wall. It was the closest I got to a turtle and he didn't even mind, probably because he was too busy burying his face in some coral looking food. We saw the single biggest fish I've ever seen in my life. He was probably the size of me if I curled up in a ball. Naturally we saw schools of fish, HUGE lobsters, lionfish, and..... wait for it...... 2 nurse sharks. Next purchase: an underwater camera.





Cozumel has some of the clearest water



Post-scuba smoothies. The best part of being in Mexico
The best part of being in Mexico are the ridiculously huge, fresh smoothies. We live for those things and at like $1 each, we pounded the banana and strawberry smoothies like it was our job.






Maybe the best picture of the trip

Next blog post: JAPAN

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

So Far....

At Meadowbrook Middle School I have so far......

1. learned all sorts of good cursing in Spanish

2. learned plenty of new "lingo" to add to my vocabulary. A few personal favorites include:
Ratchet: sloppy and obnoxious, and has a big attitude. (rachet, adjective). Not on-point (clothes, hair, etc.) 
Roasting: making fun of someone


3. Been called a "white ass bitch" by a 13 year old....  (Don't worry I wasn't the only one who got cussed out that day, she eventually wound up in handcuffs by the end of the day) I doubt that will  be the last time I get cussed out so I took it like a champ and I even received the head athletic coach's validation that I can handle my own at this school.

4. Handled a knock down, drag out fight between boys in class. I'm talking punching in the face, wrestling on the ground and knocking over desks.  (And when I say "handled" I really mean all I could do in the situation was move desks and yell at one of the boys friends to pull him off of each other. There was not much "handling" to be done.)

5. learned to never, ever use red or blue supplies in conjunction. Gang colors are not to be mixed. Unfortunately even in the 8th grade.

6. learned to get some extremely thick skin.

7.  Experienced many flaws in the school system. I now understand all the controversy that surrounds our schools.

8. Identified which of my students are in gangs, which ones already have kids, which ones do drugs and which ones have family issues. Again, yes we are still talking 8th graders here

9. Had to display more patience than I ever have before. I'm not notorious for being patient so when I have to explain the same thing approximately 30 times before a student finally understands what I'm saying without pulling my hair out all while keeping a smile on my face.... I'm just saying I deserve a pat on the back.

10. Gained respect and trust from my students. I love when the girls give me hugs and the guys fist pump me in the halls when I see them. As frustrating and difficult as they can be, they are also wonderful and lovable and I'm so blessed to work in this inner city school (hopefully) making a difference in their lives and making them feel like they can accomplish anything they set their mind to.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Life as a Working Girl

News! I'm a working girl! After graduation, it was time to enter the real world.


To this.....





Meadowbrook Middle School. My school.
So, until I get a job as a real life 8-12 Biology teacher I'm co-teaching/tutoring 8th grade math at this lovely inner city school. Granted, my degree is in Biology and I really despise all things math but I figure if I can't do 8th grade math then I have no business being a college graduate. However, I'm working with tatted up 8th graders who struggle with basic multiplication so it's not even like I'm working with difficult math in any sense of the word.


When I tell people that this is where I work, I seriously get the best reaction. You work THERE? Yes, yes I do. And so far I'm in love with it! These little hoodlums really are so lovable. On my second day of work my teacher says that she has some work to do in the office and asks me to teach 2 class periods. So I agree and pretend to be super confidant in my teaching-on-my-own skills over a lesson I looked at for about 3 minutes as the students file into the classroom. The key with these kiddos is to pretend to know what you are doing and have plenty of confidence because otherwise they will smell your fear and they will eat you alive...vulture-style. Luckily, it went well and they had no idea that I taught their lesson on the fly. I'm starting to get the hang of how to handle this whole inner city school thing and to be honest... I'm loving it. I truly think that I might prefer to teach in a school like this over a suburban high school. I really enjoy working with the kids that no one else wants. I'm sure there will be hard days ahead but in the meantime I'm pleased to say that I currently love this school.


The only complaint I have with working so closely to middle school students is their aversion to deodorant. Apparently no one has had the talk with them about the necessity of hygiene. Let's hope they work on that.....