Since this is just going to be a hodge-podge of a post, I have no ideas for a good title to it. I'm too tired to sit here and try to come up with one, so "Untitled" it is. My posts have been too few and far between lately. I just haven't had the energy or the ideas to do it. Which is really unfortunate, because I've found that I really enjoy writing blog posts...it's so much fun to know that others are reading about what I'm thinking.
Funny story...Luke has been trying to scare me for years. Let me tell you, he's just NOT sneaky whatsoever. Let's say I'll be in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner. He'll be there too and then walk up behind me and say "Boo! Did I scare you, Mom?" And I'll say, "No, Luke. I knew you were in here, so I wasn't surprised or scared. Just because you say 'Boo!' doesn't make you scary." He'll be all disappointed and so I tell him I'm impossible to scare. Last Saturday, all was quiet in the house. I had attempted to take a nap, but it didn't work out, so I got up and was painting my toenails with this cute new color I had picked up earlier in the week. Brandon was on the couch napping, Luke was in his room napping...or so I thought. I'm in the middle of putting polish on a toe, when I hear a monstrous "BOO!", and proceed to knock over my brand new bottle of nail polish because it scared me so much. Thankfully, the nail polish bottle spilled on an old towel (always used as a precaution in case someone decided to scare me as I paint). However, grumpy old me yells at Luke for picking such a precarious time to finally scare the you know what out of me, which totally burst his excited-for-scaring-the-you-know-what-out-of-Mom bubble. I apologized and we laughed about it later. I can't believe he finally pulled it off.
I haven't been doing much "good" reading lately. I find I've been choosing really mindless romance novels because anything too deep seems too stressful now. I did, however, start in on a young adult novel that I am pretty sure I'm going to use as a lit circle choice come 3rd quarter (which seems far away, but I assure you isn't!) called Peak, and I am loving it. It's about a boy named Peak who gets in trouble with the law for climbing a skyscraper in NYC and gets probation until age 18 if he leaves the country with his father, whom he hasn't seen for 7 years and who is also a mountain climber. He thinks he's going to spend a few months in Thailand, but it turns out his dad is going to take him up Mt. Everest. It is super good so far. I hope my other choices are this good or all my kids are going to want to read this one.
Work is crazy, but good. About 2-3 weeks ago, I was feeling really good about where I was and feeling like I was finally starting to get ahead of the game with making plans, etc. Well, that's over. First quarter ended yesterday and though I know we're going to read To Kill a Mockingbird, that's about all I know. So much to do... We do have a school improvement/work day on Monday, so I'm hoping that between the weekend and then I'll be able to move beyond just the general idea and get some real plans put together! Despite the challenges, I am loving it. I love the kids, love my team I get to work with, and love knowing that even though I have a lot of plans to make, I don't have any IEPs or other such-type reports to write.
I switched out my summer clothes for my winter/fall clothes last night. The weather we've been having has been so amazingly beautiful, but a look at the 7-day forecast shows that after the weekend, the real fall is going to arrive. I actually think I'm at least kind of ready for the change. Usually, it seems like the weather gets cooler faster than it has this year and I'm not ready, but this year I'm okay with it. What I won't be okay with is another winter like last year's (or heaven forbid - worse). I'm rooting for only 1-3 snow days (or less even!)...8 was so not cool last year.
And there you have it. Not much really, but I feel a sense of accomplishment in actually getting a blog post done. One of these days, my brain won't hurt so much from thinking too much and I'll get back in better habits. And maybe I'll even remember to take a picture or two.
