Blank Sheet of Paper

I'm sorry to say it, Frank, but I haven't been too impressed with the secrets the past few Sundays.  (Though some of the classic ones haven't been awful.)  As a result, this is what I rock out to while the rest of the house is asleep: We Can Dance: Hollywood Movie Dance Tribute from Robert Jones on Vimeo .

It's early for the end of the year countdown, but the little guy is in bed and the Mister decided to play his game, so why not? In 2014, I gained the title of "Mama." I lost  any alone time for the foreseeable future.  (Secretly, I'm okay with that.) I stopped  running.  And I am honestly and truly saddened by that statement. I started  taking more photos. I was hugely satisfied by my ability to kick ass and take names with all of the different schedules that went on this year. And frustrated by the lack of subs the district seems to have.   I am so embarrassed that I got hiccups in the middle of a lesson.  (Silly, I know!) Once again I   had to pick up some of the slack. Once again I did not  keep my desk clean at work.  There is usually paper vomit everywhere! The biggest physical difference between me last December and this December is no baby belly! The biggest psychological difference between me last December and this December is having the

Love KP.  And I admit that I'm also singing some Tay-Tay now too.

For cute little helpers like this.

There are some things people don't know now. And there some things people will never know.  Sometimes, I am envious of both. 

   It is never too late       to be          what you might have been.             -George Eliot

"She wasn't doing a thing that I could see,    except standing there,       leaning on the balcony railing,          holding the universe together."             -J.D. Salinger

And maybe he had some cake today...

(One month old, that is.) This guy!

This is where we start again. #SixWordMemoirs

"Show me a hero  and I'll write you a tragedy." -F. Scott Fitzgerald

In 2013, I gained  a fiancé, a house, and quite a bit of weight around my mid-section (for a good reason though). I lost  my mind as I developed a method of implementing our new ELA curriculum.  I stopped  reading and writing for myself… and man, that sucked. I started  planning ahead -even if only a little, it's more than before. I was hugely satisfied by  not having to replace my entire wardrobe with maternity clothes.  And frustrated by  PUPPS.  I am so embarrassed that I  still take out my nerves on my fingernails. Once again, I  started off waaayyyyyyy too nice. Once again, I did not  use this blog as much as I intended. The biggest physical difference between me last December and this December is  a much more circular tummy area. The biggest psychological difference between me last December and this December is  how I feel about life and the future. I loved spending time  cuddling up at night. Why did I spend even two minutes  thinking it wasn't going to happen? I should

Time to let something new bloom. #SixWordMemoirs