Updates (sorry, I'm just not that creative)

I have decided to participate in the graduation ceremony. My friend Charlie was right. If I don't participate, I might regret it. Plus, it will be good for Mallory to see what it's like. I went last week to pick up my cap and gown and tickets. I have never had to park very far away from things on campus until then. I could not believe how many cars were on campus. The line for stuff was not long, really, just a parking nightmare. Of course, while I was there, Mallory was having some fit with Rodd and it got ugly. Here's the thing, she had pink eye and we were the meanies who had to put in the drops. I am surprised how strong she is. One of us had to hold her down while the other did the drops. She was convinced that we hated her and gave Rodd the run around in the driveway at daycare. (Don't worry, she was no longer contagious.) He called me while I was driving to Detroit to have me tell her that I loved her and all I could hear were sobs. She did get over it, but drops are EVIL! I had hoped to do some shopping on my way home, but had to come straight home due to the drama.

Then this week we have all had a sickness. I had a sinus infection while the others had the beginning of bronchitis, yeah us. It has been quite the week, but we are all better for our last work day before Spring Break. Not that we are going anywhere, but it will be nice to rest more and read good books and watch The Love Boat that came today on DVD. I just love that show:-)

Things at work are going well and I'm happy to say that my first year in my new school district has gone very well and they are keeping me. I know that may sound funny to some, but teaching jobs, especially in the library/media center, are some of the first to be cut. I'm glad my hard work has paid off. I went to a conference today and now I have some great new ideas for the rest of the year. This means that next year will be even better, yeah:-)

We went to my parents for Easter and it was a pretty good trip. Mallory is not used to sharing with her cousins, so we had to have some lessons in sharing. Her younger cousin is bigger than she is and he is all BOY!!! He cracks us up, but Mallory doesn't understand how he can be doing what he does because they are roughly close in size. Below are some pics from our weekend, enjoy.

Dilemma/Random thoughts

Here's the thing, I finished grad. school in December, but there wasn't a graduation ceremony. They only have one in the Spring. Should I participate? Will it be worth it? I think Rodd and my mom want me to do it, which is fine, but I feel stupid. By the time the actual ceremony comes around, I will have been finished for five months. Any thoughts?

It's been one year since my grandpa passed away and the time is nearing for the estate auction. I know this is a good thing, but it's so hard. Over Christmas, we as grandkids had to go pick what we wanted. I felt like I was robbing a grave. My grandparents lived long, happy lives, but to go through their things, just seems wrong. My dad is having the hardest time still and it just breaks my heart to see him so sad. My cousin and her husband seem to think that they should just loot the place and that just puts me over the edge. Grandpa would want me or my brothers to have some of the things they took because we were closer to him, but they just see it as merchandise to sell. Anyway, the auction is in April and it's going to be tough. It will, however, be good to have some closure.

Enough sad stuff because work is good, life is good, Mallory is moody. She can change hot to cold in about 2 seconds. What is that all about? I came home from work today drained from being with K-5th grade today. They just wear me out. Mallory takes my hand and says, "Mommy, you lay down on the sofa and get a nap." I sit down, yada, yada, then it's time to eat supper. I go to sit down and she freaks out that we are not sitting where she wants us to sit and her plate is in the wrong place and oh, my goodness, that absolute, wrenching, whining pursued. It is just ridiculous and amazing all at the same time. This went on all evening, which led to the counting and spanking. Two was a great age, three is trying! I told Rodd the other day that when she hits 11 or 12 it will just be awful. He said he was going to lock himself in his room. I asked from me or her? He said both. Oh, the things to look forward to.

LOL,
CDR