Who Are You?

Hello all you Moms out there and that mystery person who commented on my last blog! Very interesting...what do you think Mommies, should the mystery Man (I assume a Man) make himself known? I wish he would. He says I sound desperate...ouch! It was suppose to come off as humorous and just to let you know I am STILL that fiercely Independent Women you once knew, I have just grown up a bit and realized how nice it would be to have a partner. ANYWHO who are you? Would love to say hello!

Mood: Amused

Open mouth insert foot!

Hello beautiful ladies! Rayme here..it has been awhile since my last blog, sorry...my last entry was a bit upbeat, now this one on the other hand ..not so much! I still love teaching, my undergrads are a joy, however the Grad students... I am still trying to get a handle on them. In their defense, I was a grad student once in my life as well and I am sure if I remember way back when I was probably a total pain in the ass as well. That is as much as I will say about that, because some of my students have discoverd this site and my blog. So I cannot speak as freely as I would like where my work is concerned. But I can still discuss me as Mommy and my chocolate drop of love Brick. He is really enjoying his pre-school but I can't help but think something is going on..everyday when I pick him up he exclaims how he will not be returning to play-school the next day, literally everyday he does this! Why is that?....then I say "but you love play-school" he says "I no like play-school, I stay home" but when I drop him off he kisses and waves bye bye and off he goes. I am reading way too much into this, yes? I am still feeling super duper lonely and trying to figure out when this invisible Man is going to arrive. I am trying and putting myself out there..I shower, do my hair, wear kickass clothes, I am being somewhat nice to random people on a daily basis (that comment is for my friends, I am not always the nicest person in the world) What else to do? Like I explained to my NY friends... it is hard on the West Coast to meet people because everyone is in there GODDAMN CARS!!! And all the windows are tinted, so you can't even make eye contact if you wanted! Anyway..I am going to keep it moving. I am way stressed about some other work issues as well I wish I could share ( I had the urge to write blog after a phone call I just received in my office and realized that writing it here was not a good idea )....wish I could share, I need some Mommyhood help! I suppose I could start seeing a Therapist...but why pay when friends and blogs are free?

Mood: Working

LOVE IT!!!!

Hello! Alll you beautiful Moms out there! How are you? It has been a minute since I last "blogged" so lets get up to speed...I have officially started teaching and I have to say I LOVE IT!!! I love my undergrads and I feel like a New Mom to over 60 Freshman. I teach a Freshman sequence of Theatre Major classes and I also teach Grad students in scence study. I also have another class for AFC students (Acting For The Camera) where I am teaching a voice & speech class. I have a full load and I really am enjoying being in the studio and working...the Faculty meetings and academic stuff is a bit much and I get stressed when I have to go to a meeting but that is all part of the job. I am really getting along with my collegues (most of them) but it is really the student population that I am connecting with most. I also think a couple of my young men have crushes...so cute and makes keeping them focused a lot easier... ANYWAY. Brick is really loving his pre-school which thanks to "Caillou" he has changed the name to play school, fine, whatever works right? He also has this little girlfriend named "Alexis", it's Alexis this and Alexis that...OMG I am jealous of a 3 year old girl! Does it really start that early? YIKES. Well we have started to get into a routine and it is going very well..Brick has decided to be "Spiderman" for Holloween and he has to wear his costume at least once a day. It will be great to really walk through a neighborhood from door to door and trick or treat, those of you who live in the city know it is a bit different, so I am really excited for him to experiance that. I have started to catch up with the show and so far so good..some of my make-up and clothes choices are a bit random but overall I think the show is great! Let see......Oh Yes, I am still single and am sooooooo ready for a relationship I can't stand it! Where is he? If any of you have anyone in mind PLEASE... send him my way. Bye for now.

Mood: Happy

Confused....

Sorry... it has been awhile since I last "blogged". I got a bit busy trying to prepare for this upcoming new adventure in my life, which quite honestly has started to give me major panic attacks. I have always had panic attacks and I should probably see someone about them or at least talk to someone once a week (if you know what I mean). I have a tendency to reach out only when crisis has reached it's highest level. That has allways been my M.O. I am not sure why, but that is how I work. I would probably sleep at night as well if I didn't worry so much...ANYWAY. I start officialy on Monday the 27th. I am looking forward to getting in the studio space and teaching. It has been a lot of "academic" stuff so far,this has also given me panic attacks...I am an Artist, so sitting in Faculty Forums/Meetings has left me with a headach. Which makes me once again question wether or not I have made the right decision. I know in terms of being a Mother I have absolutely made the right decision but I can't help but also think about myself and wonder....did I give up? Did I let NY get the best of me? Did I fail in my persuit? Many of my dear friends have tried to get me to look at these amazing acheivements that have happened in the last 8 months. Mind you not financial ones, or I wouldn't have had to take these life changing steps... yet I can't help but think..'If everything is so amazing why am I not living in my great apartment in Brooklyn, surrounded by my friends'? I don't know maybe I am just scared and feeling completely depressed. I know I usually try to use humor in my blogs but I had to get real for a moment.....I am trying to put out positive vibes into the Universe but I can't seem to get out of this funk....maybe I just need to get laid..that would certainly help don'tcha think?

Mood: Sad

Breathing again!

So...as my last blog mentioned Brick has found a pre-school home, (well actually I found it, he didn't do shit) too harsh WHATEVER! ANYWAY, I LOVE IT!!! It is a lot like his pre-school in Brooklyn, very open, very organic, yes very hippie! It is soooo funny when you walk in the yard all the kids are either in there bathing suits at 7:00am, or shorts and no tops with bare feet. All they need is the Kool Aid mustaches and you'd think you were in the backwoods of Mississippi! Well not Kool Aid being hippie, maybe strawberry soy milk or something. Brick actually loves it, or maybe he was so sick of being with me every single day for the last month that he had had enough, I know I had. Today when I went to pick him up he looked at me like "What the hell are you doing here?" Which means to me... all is good in the hood! He is going 3 days a week and when I start work in a couple weeks he will go full time. What have I been doing with my time you ask? Well lets see, I dropped stuff off at Goodwill, went and bought some new bras, read the new issue of Vanity Fair....oh got a lip wax, and have begun the process of getting my class syllabus in order for my 80 incoming Freshman, and the Grad Students that will be teaching them. Another cool thing I just want to mention..I have my own office..with my name on the door. May not seem like much to some, but it made me smile!

Mood: Sad

Sometimes your need takes you back to what you need! Read On!

Why is it such a pain in the ASS to get your kid into a decent pre-school? There needs to be some serious changes in the system I tell ya. I thought New York was bad...I worked my butt off to get him into this great pre-school in Park Slope then my life took a 360 and I moved. To be honest one reason if not the only reason I wanted to stay in NY was because of what I went through to get him into that school, and it is not like I even have money which makes the whole thing even more daunting. Anyway some of you may know my new job is at the University here in Vegas. They happen to have a fantastic pre-school on campus. Perfect right? Of course when I was simply just interviewing for the position the first thing I did was go to the pre-school to introduce myself...did the entire "song & dance". Being a single parent theres a lot to do when you are doing it solo, anyway. I got the job, so my first call literally is to the pre-school to find out the registration process..oh what a process. They do these ratio things, so even Faculty does not get priority WHAT!! I was wait listed...I don't do wait lists... So I work the Minority angle NOPE, the single parent angle NOPE, the "do you need a Theatre Education outreach program" angle NOPE! NADA!NOTHIN! I did have a back up plan but I really couldn't afford it, (now if I was getting child support I could but that is another blog all together) What to do, I have had this chronic stomach ach for a month now until today. I had reached out to everyone I know who could help, maybe make a phone call, anything, I actually have a personal relationship with the office manager at the UNLV pre-school he wants my kid in too but he has no power. Apparently UNLV Pre-school is harder to get into then the Law School. So I reached out to the Interim Director, who I shortly found out had been re-placed within this last week. SHIT! I had sent her an e-mail and she was very gracious and actually responded sympatheticly, and gave me a number to a nice, small quant little pre-school just across the street from the University at "University United Methodist Church" they have a Child Development Center housed in there beautiful space. So I thank her and go to make the call..thinking it is way too late in the game to get in. This nice Woman named Mary answers the phone, I introduce myself and give her the very short version of my dilemma, she asks "how old is your son" I say " 3 years old" she says " why don't you come on by today and fill out the paper work, he can start on Monday". And my paryers where answered...from a Church!

Mood: Sad

Ok! We're here..now what?

So Brick and I have settled, sort of, in Las Vegas. Mind you without our furniture which was damaged beyond recognition in the truck accident. So we are sleeping on the floor at the moment. He seems to like it. I can't get into the whole fiasco,lets just say I may recoup about $2400. My advice, always get 3rd party insurance ( something the moving company neglected to mention) Anyway...I have been busy just cleaning while Brick sits in his room watching DVD's, I have had to do everything solo and it has been a chore. My Mother guilt is overwhelming, so I try to get him out everyday. Don't forget Vegas is around 112 degrees so not a lot to do. We know every Library in the County. We have also been going to these great Public Aquatic Centers they have in my area of Green Valley. We go twice a week. Great pools, kiddie pools, slides etc...however today we went to a new water park that I was invited to by this great Mom I met with two cute little girls. We hit it off immediately when we met and she invited me to meet more Moms at the park near her house. So of course off I go in search of new friends for me and Brick. Not so fast, I don't know if I am super duper sensative but they were horrible to me and Brick. They barely even said hi when "M" introduced us...I was also very aware, as I always am that Brick and I are the darkest people there...does that matter..yes, to a Black person it does. Anyway I decide to make the best of it and hit the pool with Brick in tow. Things are going ok, no one is talking to me and this big Woman can't stop making horrible eyes at Brick. I ignore it..and then of course the worst thing happens at the pool filled with like over 100 kids..Brick does this thing, is it normal I don't know..he sticks his fingers down his throat so he can gag and he has never actually thrown up until..YES TODAY! Of course the big women is standing right there and goes and tells the life guard (like I wasn't going to) and then all the whistles blow and everyone has to exit the entire pool area while they clean the pool...THE WHOLE POOL! ther are 3 of them. So we made our early exit and headed to where else..the Library. As I am writing this, I am laughing because I just realized my son completely acted out how I was feeling, He left them one great message! Who needs'em!!!

Mood: Sad

Are You Kidding ME!!

I swear if it isn't one thing it is another...I can't catch a break to save my life. Ok first, my purse was stolen a day before I left to go to NY to pack up my apartment, second I finally get to NY and as I described in my previous blog YUCK! Total nightmare..then when the movers decided to show up to pack my stuff and send it on it's way they treated me, well...like a Woman ( NOT GOOD) and I promise you if I was a Man I would not have been trated the way I was..too much to get into but I am sure you all know what I mean, basically they tried to hussle me of course. I make the horrible trip on the plane with my 2 cats in tow.. Oh Yes, it gets better..finally reach Las Vegas drop my cats off at my new place, head to my Parents (2 hour drive) to get my kid drive back to Las Vegas. OK ..the kicker..I get a call just as I am starting to exhale..Some claims adjuster out of Arizona informs me that the truck with all my lifes possesions has gotten into an accident. ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!! I know Mercury is in retrocrade but are you serious! Where is the man in my life to rescue me? Oh Yeh, I forgot..I don't have one!

Mood: Sad

Emotional Wreck!

Well! I have officially moved out of New York! I was a mess last week while I was there packing up my apartment, which the sublet left a complete NIGHTMARE...apparently she doesn't know how to use soap or a sponge for that matter. Literally she never cleaned the place in 6 months! Yes I am completely neurotic when it comes to cleaning but PLEASE! (she left feces in the toilet! YUCK!) How can someone actually leave a beautiful apartment in such condition? It made the move even more emotional, because I loved my apartment sooooo much and she trashed it. Not the memory I wanted to leave with. Anyway..I hope you are all enjoying the new season, to be honest, haven't even had a chance to see it yet. How am I doing?

Mood: Sad

Hi! Rayme here

Hi! Rayme here, new Host of Real Moms, Real Stories, Real Savvy. I am not sure how to start... I am a single Mom.I actually love being a single parent, not that it isn't super hard at times, and there are days where I wish someone else was around to pick up the slack, trains, trucks, dishes, dirty clothes, read the same Thomas book 100 times a day that sort of thing.
It would also be nice to have another adult in the mix every now and again, conversations with a 3 year old get, well..old! Not to mention frustrating.

Anyone else feel as I do?

Mood: Sad