Truth is, I have found my new addiction and quick fix to bloggers outlet in indeed the social networking system known as FaceCrack. The games, the funny quips of life and bizarre love hate relationships with the "Like" button take the larger part of my creativity and mutilates it into heaps of grain after being worked over with a mortar and pestle.
However, the summer has been filled with fun and friends that we look upon fondly, as the upcoming school year is upon us. This year both kids will be at the same school, and even though it's unclear how often I will be called to substitute teach, the days I do will be calmer and more controlled, shaving off a cool 45 minutes of drive time from shuffling kids from one side of the county to the other.
I have been making an effort to connect with my community. All 7200 residence that stay here in the winter, and apparently I am intent on meeting them all personally. It's not all fun and games however, as I try hard as I might to make all my efforts of volunteering in drug prevention groups and group facilitating a women's support group into something that might be resume worthy in three years or so. I have to admit, the "work" itself is really something I enjoy so if it never makes a relevant point, I am growing.
Speaking of growing, it's a well known fact that sitting on your butt, talking, writing papers and playing on facebook all lead to obesity. Yes, it's true... the lack of getting paid to work out and filling time with trying to fill my brain has also lead to me filling my body... back up. It's ok, I know I will just do it all again when I move back to civilization where they have real gyms and not port-a-aerobics stalls. I just won't go visit my Grandma Betty anytime soon, because I know it will break her heart.
Speaking of heartbreak, we had two of our most beloved family members of ten years leave us this year in a tragic way. Brie and Chianti have gone to a better place to chase rabbits in landfill. While my heart still is healing, the boys are thrilled because we opened our home to a pair of kittens. Skitty is the brother of the two, who has taken to sitting on my desk while I am typing and trying to get comfortable on my face when I try to sleep. Iris, is a lovable little girl who is a bit less demanding in the affection department but still has a great time in their $200 kitty tower that now occupies a quarter of our computer room. I am just happy they use the darn thing more than the kids do. Now it's a fun game of "Is that smell your booty, the cat box or just Jersey?"
Me in my neurotic motherhood, took Aiden to the dentist at the first sign of a loose tooth. I just had visions of extra teeth growing up and mangling his jaw bone so he would be wearing dentures at age eight. The Dentist assured myself and Aiden after a few x-rays that his teeth were perfectly positions and everything was fine. Aiden loves creeping me out by wiggling it all over the place. You can even see the dark root when he pulls the tooth all the way forward where it shows it's bloody little stump. AAAAAH! He loves it.
"Mommy, my tooth not only can wiggle back and forth but also left and right!" The next day, "Look, it can go around in a full circle." Meanwhile my arm hair is crawling out of it's follicles and running for a less stressful location, which appears to be anywhere my delicates cover as those places keep getting hairier and hairier...but I digress.
With that lovely image in your head, I will end it here. Thanks for being patient with me my bloggie fans. I will try to post more often. Oh, just one more picture of Cody with his new teacher!
Tootles!
