Madness

Oh and I forgot...

If the President really thinks he can expand the school calendar, he must be living on another planet. I'll quit.

Summer break is not for students... It is for teachers, so we don't lose our sanity. Open your eyes, please. This is madness.

commitment trouble

I am having trouble "blogging." I'm a little in over my head on commitments right now. Somethings gotta give.

I am taking a mental health day tomorrow, because all teachers know that you take sick days when you are perfectly well and you work when you are sick. It's what good teachers do, go ahead... ask one. He/she will concur.

So for my mental health day I will be going to Round Top to the annual Antique show. Call me a grandma, thats fine, but I will be the one with the fabulous finds at the end of the day. Watch me.

I'm going solo... shopping at my own pace. I will likely spend 5 to 6 hours there. I might need another day just to recover.

Love - Hate

I cant watch the local news anymore. It's depressing. Too many terrible stories about crazy moms, drive by shootings, or animal cruelty. I can't take it. 

Not to mention I cant stand "Chief Meteorologist Jennifer Broom"... I want a "weather-person"... not a cheerleader, to give me the weather. What makes her chief anyway?

However I love the sports guys, they are hilarious. Maybe I should wait until 10:20 to flip on the news. 

And as cheese as it is I like SA Living mostly because they focus on good things that are happening in SA, not the depressing stories you hear at 5, 6, and 10.

I hate this hot summer, is there any end in sight? Football games are going to be a beating in this heat... and all I have to do is stand there.

Pause

This summer seems to be going by a little too fast. Maybe because it seems like we never have a moment just to just do nothing. We are always going here there and everywhere, which is fun, but gets to be exhausting and for whatever reason makes the time go by a little too quickly. 

Also, Scout, our new dog is a handful. He likes to get into everything. Somehow he managed to get in the shower ( which has a door) and get the loofah... and that is only the tip of the iceberg. Among his other charming qualities are biting, jumping, tearing holes in articles of clothing with his razor-like teeth, and killing birds. He's real cute but he is quite a toot. He needs help from Ceasar Milan. 

So I have a few weeks left of summer and I plan on taking it easy. I leave for Nashville tomorrow morning, and when I get back there will be lots of lake time. We may even move out there for a week, no cable, no internet. Give me the water, a boat, the deck, and some coffee... and I'm good.

Circa 1950

I suppose I took a "blogging" (least favorite word) hiatus. Oh well.

Yesterday we were at the lake, big surprise, and it started to pour. Not a light rain, but like a "white out" rain, we could not even see the lake from the porch it was coming down so hard. So we watched the rain for a while because is central Texas it seems like a miracle when it happens. But... there is only so much rain watching one can do, so I started going through "stuff" in the house. I stumbled upon some great "stuff." 

Find # 1 - Some leather coasters that my Dad remembered making in junior high. They each had engraving in them, labeled for their user. They said: Dad, JH(Jana Hall), TH (Terry Hall) Anyone . #4 was my personal favorite... but he should have made that one say Mom, duh Dad.

I then found some old photo slides, like the kind encased in a paper sleeve that you have to either hold to the light to see or put in a slide projector. Most of these were probably taken in the 50's and early 60's. Priceless photos like my Dad dressed as a vampire, complete with a purple cape. Pictures from the "Hobo Party" which was nothing more than the kids dressing up in mis-matched clothes. I only knew it was the Hobo Party because the box was labeled. And other photos of family vacations to Six Flags and Colorado. One word, Priceless. I am going to have these slides made into digital files. My uncle even gave me his old slide projector so I could look at them better. I didn't know those were even still around, but he keeps everything, so I should not be surprised. 

There were endless treasures to be found at the house. I'll be doing more exploring in future trips.

Best of the Best

This past week I was very lucky. I got to see Wicked on Tuesday and Coldplay on Wednesday. Both of these shows were the best I've ever seen. Like so good I did not want them to end. I had read the book Wicked, the play was better, and that is rare for me to say. Coldplay is just as good live as they are on the CD, if not better because they are in the same room.

It was a great week, although Scout has really thrown a wrench in our carefree schedule. 

K

Scouting Report

Well, we got a dog. Blane bought him for me for my birthday. I had been begging since forever to get a puppy. And, coincidentally we bought a house this week too, so the timing was perfect. 

I named him Scout. Honestly, I wanted to name him "Aggie" or "Sully" or "Reed"... something that was in the Aggie family of names, but that lost out with my longhorn husband. So we agreed on Scout. Pretty cute I think.

He has had an adventurous couple of days his first night was spent at the Toti House, we were dog sitting, with 4 other dogs. That must have been a rough night for him, he left me quite a present in his kennel to clean up. He also got to meet his best cousin Rosco. Rosco was pretty jelous and even pouted a little, Scout was excited to see another guy just like him. Rosco, however was too proud to play. 

His second night was reminiscent of having a new born baby. He slept in his kennel in our room, each time he had to go out he would cry. Blane and I took turns taking him out... like good parents. 

Today he spent most of the morning at the new house while we got the workers started on paint and such.

Life is good for little Scout.

I am worn out.

-K