Before we get back to it I have a little housekeeping to take care of.
1. We are not going to talk about the fact that I have had 5 million "I'm going to start blogging again" posts. The sooner you accept the fact that this blog will be here for a while and then gone for 6 months, the easier life will get for everyone. This is obviously going off the assumption that you depend on this blog like it's your life line. If you do not in fact care as much about my blog as I think you do, then it disappearing for indefinite periods of time is not even an issue for you. And my life got a little more depressing. So thanks for that.
2. If you came looking for perfect grammar then you can just pack your cute little self up, grab your Eats, Shoots, and Leaves book, and hightail it outta here. You ain't gonna find that here. What you can count on is the oxford comma. Hashtag oxford comma for days. If you're willing to sift through rambling sentences, misplaced commas, and confusing thoughts you will find a little beacon of hope. A little comma that says "wow, she did go to school; she paid attention after all. She remembers something about grammar. That list was so much clearer because of that well positioned comma. It gave me hope in this blog and therefore hope that she will continue to improve and grow. It gave me hope for freakin' America."
That comma is a chatty-kathy. Just let it speak.
3. I realize that I don't need to use two spaces after every sentence anymore. That rule is gone. Was it ever a rule? Why was I taught that way? You know what though, I have zero clue how to break that habit, and quite frankly I have enough bad habits to work on breaking so this one is just low on the totem pole. So i'm gonna two space all day eryday, and you're just gonna have to deal with this blog being double the space long.
4. And finally, for those of you whole barely know me and are now only getting to know me better through my writings here, well, I'm sorry. Things might get weird for you. It's a scary thing to let someone into the inner workings of your mind. It's scary for me, but quite frankly it's scarier for you.
So there we have it. Business be done.
And since I said we aren't going to talk about how many times I've had to update you on a 6 month period of my life, we are not. I'm just going to update you and not apologize for my sabatical, and you're just going to have to deal. My blog my rules. And this is a good time to thank you for reading. I'm lucky to have such devoted readers, so kind, and loving. Oh, pray tell, what was that you say? Did I just spot an oxford comma? Did that comma just make that list so much more readable? You're welcome. That was my little gift to you for reading this. Loveyoumeanit.
This pooch is in my life. Her name is Adelaide. She's named after my favorite character I have ever played in a musical (Miss Adelaide from Guys and Dolls). Which yes, is a little narcissistic of me, but it could've been worse. I could've named her Cara.
I never knew I could love an animal this much. She was cuter when I got her because she was a puppy, but she's still cute now and some how I love her more.
When I rescued her I had to decide if I wanted to make a 10-15 year commitment. That seemed like such a long time. Now it doesn't seem long enough. She promised me she would live longer than me so I would never have to live with out her. That means I'll be kickin' the bucket by 40. If I haven't and she seems to be getting sick I'm going to need one of you to just take me out to the pasture and shoot me. It's that serious. I love this little homie, and she makes life pretty freakin' awesome. It's weird to have someone so devoted to me. Like if I forget to feed her, or mix up her and another dog at the dog park, or get upset with her, she still wants to spend all of her time with me. (wow I sound like the best dog owner right now). And yes, I've confused my dog with another before - which is why I got her the worlds cutest collar. She's the most stylish dog at the dog park (which may or may not have been a personal goal). I've never had someone this excited to see me when I get home. It's pretty awesome. My ego needed this.
And much to your disdain, she will not be the focus of my blog. I thought we should rip that bandaid off right away. Don't want to be setting unrealistic hopes and dreams only to have to bash them later when reality hits and not every single post is about her.
And now that I've said that I realize I have more pics of her on this post than anything else I've talked about, and if she could be a guest writer I would definitely ask her.
I had my first summer break as a teacher, and it was the bee's freaking knees. I took a course (Orff level 1), slept in, moved (just to a different apt), read, spent hours at the pool, traveled to Key West, took a mother daughter trip to Arkansas, had no schedule, went to the grocery store at 1 in the afternoon, worked out at 10 am, and basically just lived the life that everyone in the world wants to live. So ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom!
Finally, teaching this year is awesome. Having my first year under my belt makes the world of a difference. I've got a kajillion things to learn still, but I'm so glad to be on year two. Knowing what to expect (even if what to expect is very difficult) is a game changer. Oh, and knowing all 450 students names is also a game changer. It's a lot easier to address a child if I don't just have to say "hey you".
Well, I hope you all have enjoyed this TREMENDOUSLY. In my mind you did. If you didn't I don't want to hear about it. Actually, I'd prefer you to lie and tell me you loved every word. Actually that doesn't sound fun either. I'm just going to let your conscience take it from here.
Happy Columbus day tomorrow. I don't have the day off, but the kids do which means training for me. So no kids seems like a day off, and I'll take it! Do something fun - like sail the ocean blue.
Be sure to check back in tomorrow (or in 6 months) to hear about ACL and duck hash. Wow, things just got exciting around here. Gotta keep my readers on the edge of their seats! It's the least I can do.