Change is....... inevitable

Disclaimer: This post has potential to be a rambling, incoherent thought.


First off, I'm having some with drawls as I watched everybody go back to school this week. Oddly, this is a favorite time of year for me. I think my school teacher mom bestowed that on me. I love school shopping for new pens and paper and pencils and things I think I might need. I have to tear myself out of that section of the stores, even now. I love the excitement of the new routine and the planning that goes into picking out the first day of school out fit and the smell of the first day of school. As much as I fought it, I think it was inevitable that I would choose a degree teaching...now I just have to go back to school and finish it and then I can begin to love the first day of school in a new way. And then there will be the tears when I send Libbi off on her first day of Kindergarten and the realization that my baby is growing up.

Second, my manager that I have enjoyed working under has accepted a position with the sales team here at Marriott. So he is on to bigger and better things. With that move comes a change of manager and a change of team leader. I know none of this means much to you (the reader), unless you know how I deal with change, I don't. I like everything to stay just so, however, I know change is inevitable and happens, so onward we go. I wish him the best of luck in his new position.

Libbi is still running around and is doing crazy things all the time. This morning she wanted to pick out EVERYTHING I was going to wear today. She lost, I dressed myself. I think it's time for a bigger bed for her, she keeps "falling out" of her crib converted toddler bed. Now all I need is room to put her in a bigger bed. This morning she was sleeping, wrapped like a burrito on the floor propped up against her pile of stuffed animals. I tried to wake her up and she started mumbling in her sleep and giggling. I would have thought she was pretending to be asleep, but it took her another 20 minutes to wake up and to get up. She is not a morning person, but that doesn't really surprise me given her parents sleep habits. I can't believe how big she is. Last night while we were washing stinky toes and stinky elbows, she was giggling. There is this giggle that she does that is pure enjoyment from her. I love that giggle, it's hard to describe, unless you have heard it. She will laugh and smile, but when she is really happy and really enjoying herself, there is a giggle that you can't help but smile and laugh yourself. I would highly recommend you hear it.

I started a facebook page this weekend after listening to my cousins talk about it at the family party this last weekend. First of all, I can't believe how many of my cousins have facebook pages. (I have lots of cousins.) And it amazes me how many people I went to high school with that are on there with families and all that fun. It's been a fun blast to the past and playing catch up with people I know and knew.

To Kyle and Dustyn, congrats on building a dead explorer. When we got rid of the brown one, they decided to see if they could build an explorer that would go only from point a to point b and then die. Using only parts off old ones they had already stripped, they were able to build a dead explorer. I think it's kind of impressive, granted, there were already major things wrong with the brown one to begin with, engine problems, a dead transmission, the loud clunk we heard on the free way coming home from Current Creek was the rear end blowing.

I warned you I could ramble, and I did. As soon as I can figure out why I can't up load photos, I will post photos of the adventures this last week.