Halloween

Halloween is the strangest holiday on record. I went to school today where the students were able to dress up in costume. If Halloween alone isn't chaotic enough, you should let 420 students dress up and then try to teach them. I knew I'd be throwing the plans out the window when a four-foot tall chicken walked in and tried to fit into his small chair. Everytime I looked at him I burst into a grin and had to giggle right out loud. Several teachers, staff, tutors, and parents had to pop in just to see what the chicken looked like. I must admit I was kind of grateful when the whirring of the fan, which kept the suit inflated, began to die.

Now, I sit by the front door waiting for children in crazy costumes to come by and beg for candy of which they already have had plenty. My daughters counted their wares out (that's their math assignment). They have enough to last through Valentine's when they will receive just enough to last to Easter.

Weird.

Getting Younger Every Minute

So, my friend invited me to join Facebook a few weeks back. I really didn't know much about it but have learned a little since then. What I have discovered is that it is mostly a place for people who are young and have a life - not a nearly middle aged, soccer-mom with too many jobs. Most of the applications on there I don't know how to run nor would I understand. I did chat with a "friend" once and was feeling younger with every keystroke until I realized I actually didn't know how to end the conversation. I would still be typing away if it wasn't for my "friend" keying in "TTFN" which meant "tah, tah for now." I knew that was then end of our conversation because I have watched Winnie the Pooh many times.

I've always wanted to learn a second language and have heard that can make you feel younger. Lucky for me my dear children are helping. I don't know what you actually call this language but it is new and foreign. I've learned that when I ask, "Who left the empty Twinkie box in the pantry?" a response of "IDK" means "we're not listening and wouldn't tell you anyway" or "I don't know." A question of "With whom are you going to the game?" will always get a response of, "MBFF" which translated means "anyone but my weird and embarassing parents." I'm feeling younger every time I converse with my children.

Anytime I am successful in learning something on the computer I feel younger and less like I am being left behind in this world of technology. I changed the background on my blog. I think I could even do it again. I'm not going to push it however, because right now I'm feeling like a kid in a candy store.

The Grass is Always Greener

I love where I live - until I visit someplace that seems, for the moment, to be better. The girls and I spent a couple days in Utah visiting Grandma and Grandpa. We had a blast but I noticed some unfair things. They still have green grass - and it is still growing. They have flowers that are still blooming and look nice. Their leaves are on the trees - not in the neighbor's yard. Utah has four seasons. It just didn't seem right.

Then I think about the things I don't like about Utah. Utahns have to deal with "Utah drivers". They have bad air during the winter. The wind blows constantly here so there is no chance of smog to build up. Utah drivers. They have commuting problems. I know our local radio station tried for awhile to make the commute an issue. After about of 6 months of not having any traffic congestion problems, they grounded the helicopter and haven't brought it up again. Have I mentioned Utah drivers? Oh yeah, one more very important thing. We have potato harvest vacation.

It doesn't take too long to remind myself why I love being here.