been crazy busy but wanted to put up some photos. been sick for about two weeks. we’ve all had it, but not H. i think i am finally getting over it. combine that with the fact that at explains where i’ve been for a month.
i love it btw.
work. it’s just enough to get me out of the house a bit and to have to use my brain and grade at night…..speaking of which, i have to get back to that……..but lemme put up some photos and hopefully find some time tomorrow to put up a proper post!
btw, the beautiful purples worn in this last photo were MADE by grandma. pretty amazing, huh??
this really is turning into a place where i wish people happy birthday.
i’ve been really busy lately. not only did i start teaching tues and fri at a college
(it’s a writing class so it’s a ton of grading)
but i’m playing on a soccer and a basketball team and finishing up a boot camp–it’s an outdoor fitness
class. very hard and tons of fun (if you’re into pain)
busy is good.
it breaks up the week,but if you feel neglected, that is why.
don’t take is personally.
so now that i’m playing sports so often lately, it’s funny how when the game is over i want to talk immediatley to my dad. he’s the only one who cares (or pretends to) and i love chatting with him about the specific plays each game, the refs, the dynamics on the team, etc. i’ve said it before, but i wish i was able to LISTEN to advice as a kid about playing to have fun and doing my best and straying from a specific play if something better was on the court. i remember HEARING him, but i certainly didn’t listen. now it’s my main concern: working up a good sweat and having a blast–which i am doing. my other concern is making sure that i don’t look like this while playing sports. good look, i know, but i’m not ready to bring it back–not single handedly at least:
my dad is awesome.
if you know him, you understand immediately.
he was a bit intimidating while we were growing up, but now, such a mushball. . all he wants to do is help. he’s the best.
he’s the type of guy who always looks for the best in people–never wants to see the negative, or maybe is just able to look past it.
that’s how i strive to be.
doesn’t always occur, but that’s my hope.
his grandchildren adore him. he notices everything they do. he interprets everything they say, whether it is actual words or sounds (like jack) and wonders why they do and say certain things. he plays princesses tirelessly, takes walks where he visits the tree face, and still works on my always in need house.
pop pop, you’re the best. i love you.
and in other birthday news,
grandma had a birthday! and shelby’s was celebrated too. so happy birthday to you guys as well. hope you are enjoying yourselves! october birthdays are the best!
