I'm not sure what is going on with blogging lately. Life hasn't been too busy. I haven't been sleeping too great. Hot flashes are driving me crazy. I'm teaching To Kill A Mockingbird. All things that I am sure you are dying to know.
Yeah. Hence the silence.
I'm walking and running at 5:00 in the morning. Of course, I am almost comatose by 4:30 in the afternoon. I almost have the musical for next fall chosen. (Waiting on the license.) I'm not eating Vegan all the time, but leaning a bit toward Mediterranean now. (Fish, chicken, beans, and lots of vegetables and fruit now.)
Again. This is thrilling stuff.
The weekend was a good one. I spent Saturday at the farm with Dad and B, the big brothers and their wives. I can't tell you the last time we were together, without at least some of the kids. We spent most of the day outside, cleaning up and talking. I found all kinds of treasures to use on the stage next year, and Dad let me drag quite a few of them to Tiny Town. We laughed a lot and enjoyed the beautiful weather.
And that's pretty much all I've got.
Oh, and basketball. I've got a bracket that blew up in Round 1. It's over tonight. Thank goodness.
What does the week hold? Grading District Writing Assessments and keeping track of spring athletes who will be missing class because of track, golf, tennis, softball, and baseball.
OK. So, I guess I am busier than I thought. Keeping track of absences is a full time job!
And there you have it--boring in a nutshell.