Well, it's been a couple of months since I wrote last.  Sorry!  I've been kinda busy since then.  A lot has happened, yet not a lot has happened too.  Erin got married in the beginning of August, been out on a few dates, school started, and I had yet another sickness! 

Erin's wedding was a total blast.  It started with the 3 hour drive to Chicago on a very hot Thursday afternoon.  We had the rehearsal and dinner that night.  It was great to see some friends that I hadn't seen since college.  The best part of that night was when half of the groomsmen and me had to drive from rehearsal dinner to the hotel, and suddenly we all remembered we were from central Illinois.  We found ourselves lost and without change for the 2 tolls we had to go through.  We were all laughing so hard while the driving was threatening to slap us with a bill for the tolls we had drive through without paying.  The wedding, itself, was beautiful.  The reception was awesome.  I certainly had my fair share of wine that night.  It started setting in when we got back to the hotel and my head was pounding so much so that I couldn't sleep, and I ran through the halls of the hotel in search of some type of aspirin at 4am.  By the end of it all, I was ready to go home!  Had a lot of fun though! 

So, I said I've been on a few dates, and as you can tell those went a whole lot of nowhere.  It seems that I find the guys who are only interested for about a week, and then begin to ignore me after that.  Everyone one of them has been completely different from the other, but it always ends up the same way.  Cutting off all communication or telling me their "busy" or there's "no real connection."  Some I haven't really cared since I wasn't feeling it either, but some have hurt a little bit.  Although, I always seem to get over it.  I guess I'm bound for old main status.  I'm gonna be one of those women who don't marry until I'm 40.  I really never wanted to be Marcia Cross.  But anyway, I'm taking a break from the whole dating scene for awhile.  At this point, I really can't deal with one more jerk. 

School started again, and it has been relatively miserable for the past month.  It has been so ungodly hot around here for the past month, that it's almost impossible to get the kids to learn anything when the classroom is 100 + degrees.  I start sweating the moment I walk into my classroom, and take a shower when I get home.  My 6th graders are so much better than my 7th graders.  The majority of them are sweet kids who are teacher pleasers.  My 7th graders are still calling me a bitch on a daily basis.  I've just learned to deal with it since you can't fix stupid.  Their parents have taught them to back talk any type of authority figure instead of teaching them respect so, we teachers get the short end of the stick. 

I got sick within the 1st week of school, and I was so mad!  I knew as soon as I was around those kids again I would be sick in no time.  No matter how much I wash my hands or try to keep my room clean, I always manage to get a cold within the 1st month of school.  It's not the cold that drives me crazy, it's the fact that I know I'm not going to completely get over it until I see Dr. Paul.  Being recently diagnosed with allergies and asthma, getting sick is more of a burden than it ever was.  Instead of being sick for a week, I, now, am sick for a month.  The colds usually screw up my allergies which in turn starts the asthma.  Last week, I woke up in the middle of the night continually coughing and wheezing.  I saw Dr. Paul the next day, my breathing was about a 70% so, I got myself my very 1st IV, a steriod shot, breathing treatment, and 2 types of prescriptions.  Although, I am feeling 10 times better these days.  Just give me a few months and I'll be in the same state I was a week ago. 

Anyway, October is quickly approaching and I'm so happy!  Finally, this 90 degree weather will subside, and I can put on warmer clothes.  Hope all is well with everyone!  Talk to you all soon! 

Well, I've been pretty busy this past week.  I attend the fabulous bachelorette party for Erin, and had a blast.  Maybe I do like Chicago after all?  I still prefer St. Louis if I had to pick a city, but Chicago wasn't half bad.  I can really tell how old I am when I go out drinking, and I can't manage to function correctly for multiple days after.  I use to be able to party without a single problem.  Not anymore, I feel horrible and I'm exhausted for days. 

Thank the lord, summer school is slowly coming to an end.  We have 6 days left, and they seem to be dragging on.  The money is nice, but sometimes I feel like it's just not worth it.  I may have to rethink the whole summer school thing next year.  I might just look into running a few volleyball camps through Lincoln.  That way I'm still doing something, but I'm not wasting my whole summer in a classroom.  They give us a 3 month break for a reason.  Teachers need it!  I have zero interest in going back to work anytime soon. 

Also, I've noticed something that pretty frequent in my neighborhood.  When it's not flaming hot outside, I like to sit on my porch.  I have noticed that there are quite a few adult tricycles around.  My favorite feature of it all is when they ride the tricycles and walk their dogs at the same time.  It reminds me of when I use to walk Killian with my rollerblades on, but I was 12 so that was considered ok.  These people are over the age of 30, and riding tricycles.  Does anyone find that weird besides me.  It's almost like I go outside to see the parade of weirdness.  I have also noticed the old woman that lives 2 houses down from me like to go walking past 9pm.  This sounds ok until you find out she uses a walker, and is extremely slow.  I'm afraid she's going to collaspe or get hit by a car.  There's also a white truck that drives by my house every night playing the exact same rap song each time.  You would think this person would realize, that #1 you're in a neigborhood, turn it down, and #2 that song would get old after a certain period of time. 

As you can see, I have spent a lot of time getting to know my neighborhood. 

Hey everyone!  Looks like I'm back on the blog.  It's been awhile, but I figured I'm come back and try this one more time.  I'll just be a little more careful about what I choose to post.  So, a lot has happened since I fell off earth.  I moved schools last summer.  I now teach junior high special education, and for the most part I enjoy it.  The kids are hilarious, and they seem to know more than I did when I was 13.  I am always amazed at how old they seem when they're talking to me, and I always have to check to remind myself they are junior high kids.  Also, I would have never said or done some of things these kids do.  I don't think I was a goody-goody, but man, when fists are flying and weaves are falling to the floor it makes me look like I wore pink dresses and curls.  I have made some really good friends at my new school.  I don't think I would have survived without Mario and Gina.  We all got pretty close this year, and when it came to those days when I couldn't decide to pull my hair out or cry they always helped me through it. 

I also starting coaching volleyball this year, and I loved it!  It was extremely exhausting, and who knew I could supervise 26 13 year-old girls by myself, and teach them along the way? They were a great group of girls, and I can't wait to work with them again this year.  Building a great program is pretty difficult especially when you're starting from the bottom.    As prepared as you think you are for it, you find yourself struggling from time to time.  There were many sleepless nights of deciding plays and rotations.  I know, I'm a geek, but also a bit of a perfectionist.  It has also forced me to work out everyday for at least 3 months.  There were many nights of ice and heat when I got home. 

I also bought a house this year, and that was a process if I ever saw one.  9 months of searching, and then 800 sheets of paper I had to sign.  Yeah they explained it to me, but of course it made a whole lot of no sense.  So, anyway I moved in at the end of October, and spent my 1st set of holidays in my new home.  I had a pretty girly christmas tree this year, but I liked it.  Overall, I have loved living in my house.  I have spent many hours and cash making it a home.  It's not exciting paying for things, but I'm trying really hard to be reasonable with my money.  Just when I think I've got some money, it all goes away to mortage payments and bills.  I guess that's life though. 

This summer has been pretty good.  I'm teaching summer school, and finding that to be rather boring.  I have 3 groups of kids.  One group is extremely quiet, the next its extremely talkative, and the last group is a pretty good group of kids.  Teaching study skills is not the most exciting thing I've ever taught, but teaching is 10% actual teaching, and 90% acting skills.  I guess, you could say I'm a pretty good actress when it comes to that.  4 years of serving and bartending helped with that.  I've spent a lot of time at Ashley and Kerry's boating and hanging out with Daxton, who will be 1 in August.  I can't believe it's been a year.  I feel like it's only been a short period of time, but like the rest of us, he's growing up fast! 

Anyway, I better get going, the best friend is getting married in 3 weeks, and the bachelorette party is tonight.  This should be a good.  Sorry, that this blog didn't make you fall off your chair in laughter like they use to, but don't worry, I'll be back with more funny stories because it never fails that the things in my life turn out to be hilarious.  Til then...