So what's been going on this week?
Not the best way start to summer vacation, but I did what teachers often seem to do best and ignored my health as we wrapped up the school year. So long sinus infection!
My husband and I loaded up the three Wild Ones and headed for the mountains for a few days. We camped at Gerle Creek, perhaps the quietest campground you'll ever find. Days were spent either romping through the woods or hanging along the shoreline with our energetic pups. You'll notice the hooded sweatshirt I'm sporting. Yes, it was COLD up there!
Just started reading this. I fully intend to link up with Ideas by Jivey's book study. I just need to catch up! I borrowed the ebook from the library, but already know that I want a copy of my own to keep.
I HATE shopping for clothes. There. I said it. However, my son's graduation in Las Vegas next week is a formal affair. So I had no choice. Fortunately, I have my own built-in personal shopper...my daughter. I basically stand in a dressing room and she brings all the possibilities to me. We laugh, we giggle, we cringe, and I sometimes cry. It's a painful process made a little bit more enjoyable by having someone do all the work for you. The dress in the middle is for the big event. The other two, while I'm not sure I'm keeping both yet, are just for fun. Does anyone really 'need' two polka dotted dresses? The one on the left is brown and very Pretty Woman-like. Neither are really 'me', but maybe it's time to redefine 'me'?
A co-worker showed up at my door last night. He's the only co-worker who lives in the same town as I do. We used to commute together until he transferred to a different campus. He came back to our site this year, but I opted not to carpool with him. While I felt guilty about not joining in again, I enjoyed my solitary commute and wasn't ready to give it up. That's my unwinding time. That's my one opportunity to sing as loud as I want or to just sit in silence. Carpooling with fellow teachers means a daily rehashing debrief. It often feels like work isn't over until I step out of the car. Call me selfish, but I don't want to carpool. Anyway, back to my story. This man is a pretty amazing human being and I could probably write a whole blog post about how caring and kind he is. As he stood at my door last night, he handed me a card. It was a thank you with the sweetest sentiments written inside along with a Jamba Juice card. What did I do to deserve this treat? Nothing. He was in a car accident during the last week of school and needed a ride to school one day. ONE day. I get a heartfelt thanks and some yummy Jamba Juice for that? I told you he is an amazing human being. I thanked him and said, "Let's carpool next year." He smiled and said, "I'd like that." I can still do my singing in the shower.
I'll end this with my goal for this summer's vacation. At summer's end, I want to feel as relaxed as Gus looks in this picture:
|A napping Wild One|