Here I am - (Zorro the Gay Blade reference.......rent it)
I can't stay on top of these types of things because so much happens in my "daily" routine that I would be typing all the time trying to keep you abreast of everything....... Basically I feel like I've been in a rut since about 7:03 pm on September 24th. That is the lovely night I fell and became Big Foot Berg, as my friends (so called) now like to call me. Quite frankly, it's pretty funny - NOW, it wasn't funny then, and sometimes still isn't funny. I fell with my foot tucked under by booty, kinda like a herky - ya know - right leg extended, left leg tucked under your butt....well, picture it. (stop laughing) Foot swelled up like a toad, had to be in a orthodic boot for a few weeks....just now getting to where it doesn't swell up really bad, hence why I now feel like I'm alive & kickin!! Ok, maybe not kickin' but feeling much better!
Work is gearing up for 4th quarter crunch; I'm starting my drugs now so I don't get sick. I have 16 renewals for 1.1 -- busy girl! But I love it! I love the stress, I love the crazyness, I love the running around like your head will explode at any moment! It's the best and the worst all rolled into one.......
Update on home life - boys are driving me crazy :) which is typical, but I would'nt have it any other way. I spontaneously cried last night at Chili's; which only makes the boys look at me like I'm crazy, and totally ruins my 'hard core' persona. But the boys were talking about Ian getting to do the "clap out" this year...how cool it was and how everyone lines the halls and claps as the 4th graders graduate out of elementary school. It hit me, my baby isn't my baby .... he's going to be in "intermediate" school next year. I suddenly felt overwhelmed with how much things change and how fast it happens. Everything is so vivid in my mind on when the boys were little and starting kindergarten, now they are being invited to parties and going to school dances. STOP!! Before I realize it you'll be off to college dating girls just like me that I don't approve of!!!
I've gotta go.......there's a Cat in the Hat book calling my name.
Berg
