And as slow as this week is going (and the past couple of
weeks, now that I think of it), I still can’t believe that tomorrow is
September. Where has this year
gone? I remember being younger and
thinking that it took forever for the
year to end. Christmas took eons to
come, and the summer, well…could it ever come fast enough? But now, I feel the whole “life is flashing
before my eyes” kind of sensation. I
know I wished some of the year away just to get Joel back sooner, but wow, September? Really? That’s too fast. Hopefully the lack of plans this weekend
slows at least the next few days down a bit.
Speaking of plans, I am pretty excited about some of my
plans for the remainder of this year. We
have at least one (maybe two) trips planned to Chicago, a trip home to Indy
(and man, I know I am only four hours away from there, but it’s always a
magical feeling to return home) to see my Miami Dolphins, who I hope are going
to have a better season than pre-season, face-off against my hometown Colts, a
TDY (work trip, for you non-military folks) to Jacksonville, FL, a trip
somewhere for Thanksgiving (any recommendations?), and a trip to the Smoky mountains,
probably on the Tennessee side. Was that
long enough of a ramble/sentence for you?
Whew. I love traveling, but it
was so much easier to do it while living abroad. Hopefully the Air Force will make my puffy
heart dreams come true and will send us back there someday.
In other news, grad school started back up this week. I have three classes this term, two next
term, and that will be basically it as far as actual classes go. There are a bunch of state assessments to be
passed and a student teaching semester to accomplish, but right now I can only
concentrate on my classes. With five
classes to go, I have a 4.0, and I would like for my GPA to stay that way. I struggle each semester with the fact that I
am 28 and still in school, but when I
think about the kind of opportunities my M.A. could present to me, it makes it
all worth it.
Life with the hubster is still going great, and we are
getting back to “normal” with him back to work and us getting back into a
routine. As boring as that sounds, I
really thrive on being in a routine.
Structure helps me keep focus and prevents me from procrastinating too
terrible much. I’m the girl that could
sit on the couch all day watching t.v. if nothing else presents itself. And, that is no bueno for me or my waist
line.
And the rest of our family?
Our furry guys are doing fairly well.
Gomez had surgery on his eyes to prevent him from possibly going blind
someday, and 24 hours post-op, his actions would suggest that he had never had any
kind surgery in his whole life (he’s had four, btw).
Ain't he the cutest?
Pugsley, the old man of the group, is still hanging in
there. He really is the best little guy and
pet momma could ask for. I hope he
continues to hang in there, but being in the 15/16 range, well… That’s all I have to say about that.
Our old man, doing what he does best.
His majesty.
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