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The end of the day when you can kick off your heels, and your feet can breath: there is no better feeling.
But knowing, in an hour, you have to put them back on for an interview: reluctant and anxious.
Why do I love heels?
They make me taller.
They make me feel sexy.
I feel skilled, walking in skinny 4-inch heels.
I like the clak-clak-clak of heels.

Our Fairy Tale

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.

Teacher Fair

How do interviews affect you? Do you sweat, do you shake, become too serious, act too overzealous?

I shake/sweat and I sadly feel that I act too overzealous and over answer a question. I feel like I gab and gab and gab and they don’t care after the first two sentences, like I am doing now.
Today was the Teacher Fair at BYU. I prepared all week gathering letters of recommendation, copying resumes, and writing personalized cover letters. I got a sub to fill in a half day for me (the favorite sub of the students, I might add. I’m an awesome teacher, aren’t I?).
This morning, I got all prettied up. Skirt, blouse (it had to be blue to help my students in their Gender Wars week. Girls wear blue, boys wear red), closed-toed neutral shoes, and nice jewelry, hair, makeup. Sadly, Justin left his iPhone in a friend’s car, so we had to use my poor quality camera on my iTouch.
Gray wedge shoes (Payless), Beige ruffle skirt (WalMart–heck ya!), light blue cap shirt (Down East), blue scoop neck, long sleeve shirt (Wet Seal), shell necklace/earrings (Runway), blue floral hair bow (Claire’s)
See, I’m all pretty (and fuzzy). I get to school and the wind picks up. We have period 1 and 2–Utah Studies. Quizzes and free time. Then assembly–talent show. As we are walking back to class after the talent show, we have a huge surprise…snow! No!!!! I have to walk out to my trailer, hair and makeup done nicely for interviews and all for naught!
Mr. “Nachos”, the sub, comes and I rush to my car in the snow. And drive to BYU in the snow. And try to find parking, in the snow. And unable to anywhere near the building of the teacher fair, in the snow. So, I park in a local neighborhood and walk/run to the teacher fair, in the snow. 
When I get there, I’m all fluttered. There are schools everywhere and I try to find the ones I prepared for. Long lines made me impatient and anxious. And I don’t do well like that. I was also let down by the lack of history jobs needed. 
I was lucky enough to have two interviews then and there. And, like I mentioned at the beginning of the post, I feel I was a little twitchy and a little over zealous. Yikes. But, on the second interview, he said I was a “very impressive candidate!” Both of these were rigorous charter schools.
Then, I have two other interviews at other rigorous charter schools set up for next week.

4 hours later, I’m home and exhausted! At least it isn’t snowing any more.

Definitely pajama and no makeup time! Can you see how I’m trying not to look exhausted?

Interviews are scary, but I feel good about how prepared I was and (not to brag) how qualified I feel for someone who is just finishing their internship (student teaching).

Our Fairy Tale

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.

Alfredo Pesto Chicken Pasta

First of all, here is my favorite outfit for the week. The weather was nice. It is finally spring! So, I’m starting to transition my winter outfits to spring outfits.

Brown cap shirt (DownEast), brown jacket and leggings (Walmart), High heel boots (my favorite pair! I can’t remember where I bought it), Spring dress (Ross)

I love Pesto. A lot. Like, a lot a lot. But, it’s expensive. Well, one day, we splurged on grocery shopping. I like splurging. Typically I splurge on expensive cheese or expensive bakery bread. That day, I splurged on pesto sauce! What can I say, I like Italian. A lot.

Today, you get to experience, for the first time on this blog a pattern that will continue henceforth. Step by step picture directions! YAAAY!

1) Cut up 2 chicken breasts and veggies. Our pasta favorites are zucchini, onions, carrots, green peppers, and tomatoes.

2) Saute all of it in a pan while you are boiling noodles. We used a rotinni and penne noodles. As you saute the chicken and vegetables, sprinkle garlic powder and Italian seasoning on it.
Looks yummy already!

3) When the noodles are done, drain them. Then, poor a few spoon fulls of pesto into the mix and stir until the pesto covers it all. Then, pour some alfredo into it, to the consistency you want.

Smells delicious!

4) Pour it over the pasta and sprinkle asiago cheese over it. (Sadly, I only splurged on pesto, no asiago, so I sprinkled parmesan on it.

It was very delicious! I’ve missed the taste of pesto so much! Justin loved it!

Our Fairy Tale

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.

I Hate/Love My Glasses

I hate wearing glasses. I always have. As a kid, you are perceived as a nerd. A non-athletic, wheezing, book-worm, socially inept nerd. Since I am a 90’s kid, my glasses have included horrible fads, such as thick/wide pink glasses, to wire turtle patterned glasses, to black plastic glasses. All terrible.
But, I defied the stereotype. True, I was a book-worm nerd, but I was not socially-inept and I WAS an athlete! I participated in sports all my life. In elementary school, I wore my glasses playing softball and basketball. In middle school, I started playing rougher sports: soccer and field hockey. I wore my glasses in soccer and had to go to Wal-Mart to rebend the frames, or pop the lenses back in. Thus, I stopped wearing my glasses to sports and became blind. Well, I mean I could see, but not very well. But enough to kick and defend.
But, no matter how well I was at sports, I was still an outcast. True, the main reason was probably my geekiness and tendency to be a teacher’s pet, but I like to blame my physical appearance for it.
Senior Picture 2008
High school was my savior! I got contacts my freshman year and a hair cut that required me to learn how to present myself with short, curly hair. I was more accepted into more groups…didn’t matter which clique. I was still mostly a geek, but a lot of the geeks (IB/AP students) were some of the most popular students, so I had my foot in that door. 

College came around and I had little over a year supply of contacts. I wore glasses only when we went to midnight movies (which happened quite frequently). Summer came and I ran out. Oh, not to mention my family had moved and my prescription had expired. Thus, the search for new contacts began. I went to cheap-o Wal-Mart and got contacts. They weren’t the right prescription. Tried again; they didn’t sit still on my eyes. The doctor mentioned it was because my astigmatism had gotten so bad, I my eyes weren’t the right shape for contacts. Well, my year supply that I bought were now useless. I started to wear my ugly black glasses were were lopsided. My ears are actually lopsided, so no matter what I did, my glasses looked crooked.

Note the crookedness
I learned to live with it, but I dreaded pictures that were taken of me. I hated how I looked. And no matter what, bangs/no bangs, I wasn’t satisfied. Summer of 2010 came around and I was finally able to get some quick contacts, a trial pair, that fit perfectly and stayed still before I went to Wales. I got back two months later, the trial pair worn out and trashed. The real pairs didn’t work. They slipped and they slid.
Thus, it was back to glasses. My junior year of college came around and I was sick of the same lenses I had for the past, umm, about 4 years! My family was also about to go on a cruise to Mexico, so I decided to fork up $100 and buy a new set of frames. 
Look, I had to wear my glasses right up until I went swimming!
I loved my new frames. The new worker at Wal-Mart molded them to fit my lop-sided ears. They were big, but cute. Black, but orange. Business up front, party in the back (err, sides). A closer look will reveal the orange has a white vine-y design. Fits my personality perfectly, and after all, orange is my favorite color! It was also my first attempt to branch out, explore fashionably, and try to find who I was in this mad, adult, college world.
But, the problem was still thus: I hate wearing glasses and no contacts sit still on my eyes. Problems of glasses include: constantly smudging and having to clean, steamed up opening an oven or dishwasher, water stains when it is raining outside, no wearing headbands, gets in the way when kissing ;), can’t really wear hats, no sunglasses, my nose and ears periodically tend to get sore. The list goes on and on. I wanted contacts again.
Finally, I was able to get for my bridals and my wedding. There was no way I was going to wear my glasses for either.
See how pretty I am without glasses? To quote my mom, “Like a porcelain doll.”
I had gotten these contacts not from Wal-Mart, but from a suggested optometrist. We worked very well with my stupid astigmatism and tried a new brand that was made for misshaped eyes like mine. I wore the trial pair all through July and August and they fit perfectly. I was so excited. I bought a year supply. Then, during my honeymoon, one of the contacts ripped. I tried on the new pair, and guess what. They moved and wiggled and didn’t stay focused. DANG IT!

So, I am now back to wearing glasses. I wish that the regular pairs of contacts would fit as well as the trial pair. There is no difference between them. I don’t understand it. I hate wearing glasses, I am tired of it. I have worn them for so long, I now have a red indent on my nose from where the bridge sits.
It’s not very noticeable in the picture, but in real life, if I move my glasses, you can notice it.
But, I can’t stop wearing my glasses, especially this pair. It represents me so well. They say, I am different, I like to read, I am a geek, but a geek who is sociable and normal, I am unique, I have a bright personality. It is my persona. It represents who I am. I would love contacts that actually fit, but even if I did, I would probably still wear my glasses often. 
I just wish I had that option: wearing them often as opposed to all the time.


Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.