I know, I know...

Life has been so busy these days, and yet...it seems like I have absolutely nothing to report.

Tuesday was a working day to make up for all of the homework I meant to do while in Houston, but never got around to it.  It happens.  I also had to go take my second Spanish test which went only slightly worse than the first Spanish test, but what can I expect when the textbook is terrible (the professor is awesome) and I put forth very little effort?  I only have myself (and McGraw Hill) to blame.

Wednesday I went to class, but it was my favorite kind of class...my Spanish professor was celebrating Hispanic Heritage month with a movie: No se aceptan devoluciones.  We watched it with English subtitles, and I cheated and googled it because I wanted to know what I was getting into, so I knew what would happen at the end, but y'all?  I loved it.  It was a great movie.  I laughed (a lot), I got teary, I got mad, and I sobbed quietly at the end.  We're supposed to finish the rest of the movie on Monday.  Several people had to leave prior to the end, but I stuck around and it was a fantastic ending.  I can't wait to watch it again!  N was exhausted when he came home...as in, he fell asleep while on the way to get his hair cut, and he slept through the entire event.  The sweet girl who does his hair held his head up with one hand and cut with the other.  Also, we had ice cream for dinner in honor of the fact that we're not guaranteed tomorrows.  Also, cancer sucks.

Thursday I realized I was exhausted again so I sent N to school, then I climbed back into bed and took a 5 hour nap.  I realize this can't be the norm, but it was wonderful.  I got up to work on some homework and also because I had a PTO meeting to attend.  After the meeting, I had to run to the library and then hung out in the parking lot at N's school while he made up one of his last assignments from his absences a year ago.  I'm being dramatic.  It was 3 weeks ago.  But it feels like a year.  And as of this moment, he still has one test and a project to make up, but he refuses to talk to his teacher about it.  I bet he'll like it a whole lot less when I intervene...  We also babysat C & J on Thursday night, and after they went to bed I started a fantastic paper on female genital mutilation.  Let's just say I know way too much about that topic now, and I never really had a desire to know in the first place.  I also managed to get an exam in just under the wire.  Because I didn't know it was due.  Because the class started last week.

Friday was baseball practice and a beautiful day and a long day.  I sent N to breakfast with his dad and took off for a walk-in advising session...only as I was walking out the door, I noticed N's Language Arts journal (a necessity) so I dropped it at the grocery store where they were getting smoothies.  I felt very accomplished already.  I made it to Denton in record time and only had to wait an hour or so before I met with the same advisor who unknowingly steered me wrong at the beginning of this semester. Luckily she said she would approach the dean with an exemption and would gladly fall on the sword for me since I had looked to her for guidance.  We discussed my choices for Spring semester and I left ready to register.  Then I called my mom and talked her through registering me because I couldn't access it on my phone and I didn't want to lose my upper levels.  Those things can be hard to snag if you don't do it right away!

My next stop was Pepboys.  They fixed my car a few weeks ago, but now every single time I turn on my car, it squeals.  Loudly.  It's embarrassing.  So I walked in and said, totally deadpan, "I have sad face."  They stared and asked what was wrong.  I explained and my car magically jumped to the front of the line and was fixed in a flash.  They claim it won't happen again.  I'm not holding my breath.  Since I was in the neighborhood, I stopped in to see my mom and we ended up going for an impromptu lunch break!  She's headed to Vancouver for a marathon next weekend, so it was nice to have an hour to just hang out.  I beat N home (barely) and after he ate some snacks, we headed to baseball practice.  The highlight of practice was a kid jumping up and down on home plate yelling, "Touchdown!" and me not knowing if he was serious.

Saturday brought a whole lot of nothing before baseball that evening.  In fact, I was putting off homework so much that I decided to spend 2.5 hours cleaning my kitchen.  It was special.  N's game wasn't until 7:00, so we had a long, lazy afternoon and then an action-packed game.  My mom and grandmother came to the game, so N had quite the audience.  I had a blast with my pals from other teams, and a good time was had by all...especially since we won with time expired!  N and I had a burger after the game and as we pulled up to our building, there weren't any parking spaces.  I dropped N off so he could shower while I searched for a spot, and as I backed up a neighbor came out to my car and said to wait.  He had his friends move their vehicle so I could park, so I went and talked to all of them for a while before retreating upstairs to fall across my bed.  I've never slept so hard in my life.

I woke up this morning (Sunday) ready to get up for church, but N begged for another hour, so I was happy to oblige.  We went to church, I cried through the dozens of people who made the decision to get baptized, and N was totally embarrassed.  I dragged him to Target afterwards and bought him a hot dog then commanded him to sit in the snack area while I shopped.  This might work for us.  I finished up in record time and we headed home.  I've been in a homework frenzy ever since.  I feel like it's mostly been pretty productive, but each time I finish something, it feels like 8 more things pop up as being due.  It's aggravating!  

B comes home tomorrow and I'm so excited to see him!  I'm also excited to start a Love & Logic seminar through the school tomorrow evening...I can use all the help I can get with this whole parenting thing, especially since I'm flying solo!

And now I've turned into not just a pumpkin but an entire pumpkin patch!  My eyes were closing an hour ago, but I couldn't stop mid-exam!  I'll take my 96 and go to bed, thank you very much!

Aubs