Slacker.

I have sat down to write a new blog post about 15 million times, but I am unsuccessful in producing anything worth reading.

Spring break (for me) is here. I go back to school this coming Monday, but like always, when there is no school there is still SO MANY other things going on that I am still in my mini-tornado.

Take today, for example. I went and observed a neat First Grade class. The teacher invited me, and was expecting me, so I went for one hour. Then, I went to work. Then two hours later, I went to the post office, and I fell, like a big dumb idiot. It had been raining, and as I was coming out the door, I told a man (who was going in), "Boy, this is slick. Be careful and don't fall." Well, then I turned around and fell down the steps. I hopped up, praying that no one saw, and ran/hobbled to the van. Then, I called Dave, whined about my leg, ankle, and ring finger that got trapped underneath me. From there, I went and got Eli at school, picked Emma up, and met Dave and Tripper at the dentist. Emma and Tripper needed minor fillings (no numbing needed!) and Eli got a cleaning and a referral to an orthodontist for a jaw problem. His teeth are straight - looks like he already had braces - but his jaw has issues and his teeth are angle-ing in. So, then I had a sad, teary eyed 14 year old boy who was having visions of starting high school with a mouth full of metal.

So now, I am back at work. I have to get Eli's permission-to-ski papers notarized - he is going away for the weekend tomorrow. And I have to go pick Mallie and Emma up in 1 1/2 hours. Then, Eli has a soccer game at 4:30 in the next town.

See why I am in Tornado-land?

I am so happy that all I have to do is make a phone call - well, not even that - I have a sweet husband that helps with the kids, meets me at the dentist, takes a kid to school, and lectures a whiny 14 year old better than I ever could.

So, this has turned into a Thank You Dave letter.
I appreciate you and all you do!

A Date!

Tonight, Dave and I are off the Nashville - all by ourselves! I am so excited that I can't stand myself. We haven't been alone since the first of November. I have all these thoughts running through my head of things we can do (get your mind outta the gutter!) and things we can talk about. I do this every time we go somewhere by ourselves. My "to do alone" list would take me about a week to complete.

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We are going to a Predators game. I have never been to a hockey game, and I am not sure if it is for me. But, I get to hold hands with my husband, (Dave, you know you secretly like to hold my hand) and not have anyone wipe snot on my shirt, and not have to wipe any butts, so this is a good deal.

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In just 11 short days, I start my practicum for my READ Block. Tomorrow, my teachers will email me my assignment and then I have to call my Host Teacher and meet with her next week. I am apprehensive about this, well, I am downright scared, if you wanna know the truth. Yesterday, in class, my teachers gave me a list of rules - dress code, things I need to know, etc. So I was sitting there, with my mouth hanging open, thinking, "What do I know? Can I teach? Am I ready for this?" All of my studies from the past two and 1/2 years are swirling around in my head. At any given time, a lesson pops up. I hope that when I get in the classroom, this information gets in order and I can get it out coherently. That way, I don't look too stupid.

Updates.

Since I am a slacker... here are some updates - bullet style!

• We spent the weekend in Gatlinburg for a youth conference with our small kids and about 10 million other children. What fun!
• Eli turned 14 on Sunday. It was a happy/sad day for me. I am so thankful for this child who is my sweet firstborn.
• I have less than two weeks before my Practicum starts.
• I am loving the last Twilight book - but I would like to rewrite certain scenes to be more graphic. I need more juice. It is not enough spice for me.
• I just registered Eli for the ACT test on April 10th. He can take it 12 times trying for the best score. I am anxious to see how he does in the 8th grade vs. 12th grade.
• It is supposed to snow tonight and tomorrow. Imagine that!