i love coming back to pleo after almost a year, writing a big entry, running out of time and in the process of logging back in, losing everything written. ugh.
anyway, i had trouble deciding what to title my severely neglected blog after all this time. i went with the punch line to my first graders' favorite made-up knock-knock joke. the made-up knock-knock joke phase of a kid's life is the happiest for them, and the most torturous for all who are around them. most of the time anyway. i must enjoy the torture a little, or else i wouldn't be teaching.
the past year has been delightfully fun and wonderfully silly, much like a child's made-up knock-knock joke (see, i tied it all together!). within just a season, i got a niece, a career, and a ring! my cup overflows.
i've also moved for the fourth time since living in bowling green. i'm living in a fancy loft apartment. i say "fancy" because it's not. in fact, as i sit in the living/laundry room typing this, i can hear my neighbor singing in the shower (look out nashville!). this will be mine and justin's first "nest," as we save money, waiting to see where we'll be next. my life feels very much like that country song, "you're gonna miss this" about the girl who is always looking past her present. knowing this, i'm trying to enjoy every minute of no dishwasher and a living/laundry room, days full of made-up knock-knock jokes and sticky hands, and every precious hour i get to spend with my niece (who currently has my eyes!) and my family every several weeks. because, when it changes in the next few years, or next few minutes, i will miss it, i will want it back, and i will wonder how it went by so fast. and how i got so cheesy and sentimental. wow.
well, conan's on, so i'm out. it's good to be back! :)
anyway, i had trouble deciding what to title my severely neglected blog after all this time. i went with the punch line to my first graders' favorite made-up knock-knock joke. the made-up knock-knock joke phase of a kid's life is the happiest for them, and the most torturous for all who are around them. most of the time anyway. i must enjoy the torture a little, or else i wouldn't be teaching.
the past year has been delightfully fun and wonderfully silly, much like a child's made-up knock-knock joke (see, i tied it all together!). within just a season, i got a niece, a career, and a ring! my cup overflows.
i've also moved for the fourth time since living in bowling green. i'm living in a fancy loft apartment. i say "fancy" because it's not. in fact, as i sit in the living/laundry room typing this, i can hear my neighbor singing in the shower (look out nashville!). this will be mine and justin's first "nest," as we save money, waiting to see where we'll be next. my life feels very much like that country song, "you're gonna miss this" about the girl who is always looking past her present. knowing this, i'm trying to enjoy every minute of no dishwasher and a living/laundry room, days full of made-up knock-knock jokes and sticky hands, and every precious hour i get to spend with my niece (who currently has my eyes!) and my family every several weeks. because, when it changes in the next few years, or next few minutes, i will miss it, i will want it back, and i will wonder how it went by so fast. and how i got so cheesy and sentimental. wow.
well, conan's on, so i'm out. it's good to be back! :)