I’m not really sure what the de deal is, I feel like there was a stage in my blogging life when I would post ten times a day, but I’ve just lost my initiative lately.
The weird thing is I want to write. Like to tell you some of my best teaching stories. Like the little girl who asked me if I had been the basador to Germany, and when I told her no she said “oh, because my Dad was the basador to (insert European nation) He worked for George Washington. Or the little girl whose mom was late getting her to Greek school and scolded, “what’s your problem, we’re late, I’m calling you, 1 800 let’s go!” or the little boy who brought me a box of Beacon Hill Chocolates and then sweetly told me that he’d picked the red one out especially for me, it was a heart.
I keep thinking I need to tell you more about my boyfriend, Justin. It’s been one of the sweetest things that has ever happened to me, but he hasn’t gotten to spend much time with my family yet and it seems unfair for them to get to know him via blog, much less for them to get to know him along with everyone else via world wide web… So, I’ve kind of kept the whole thing to myself. However you should know that I’m headed to Texas today alone, but he’s joining next week for Thanksgiving. A big move, the first anyone I’ve introduced to my extended family.
I’ve struggled with how much I should share about my testing, but it feels right for that to stay quiet until it’s done. Just know I’m at the end of it, and it’s a good thing, it’s bankrupting me. Kidding-ish.
Living with my cousin is one of the high points of my life. She and the group of couple friends, and potentially couple friends that we have enrich my life immensely.
I have been loving having the Radcliffe boys here, my friend Jennie from high school and my dear friend Liz was here last weekend.
I’m managing to stay busy. I miss my Aunt and Uncle terribly though and this trip home is exactly what I need. So, here’s to Texas and hoping that some good time home will keep me in better touch with y’all. I have to be honest, with a cute boy occupying my evenings, I spend less time with my laptop than I used to. As well, I can just tap on Jess’ door and talk out what I used to type out. Maybe it’s all a good thing… I’m pretty sure it is.
OK, on flight entertainment is playing 30 Rock. Gotta go.
