SOMEONE wants me off of the computer (at least when I did my masters I could waste time on the computer!) so I'm going to go do laundry. Ethan's dead snail has been resurrected! I thought for the last four days he was dead, but it turns out right now he is sucking on the side of the aquarium! Guess when a snail floats it's not dead. Way to live Sheldon!!
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Vacation is Over
Ethan eats snow. No wonder he never eats food. He is much too full from eating non-food items. At least it's not yellow snow. I looked outside to check on the kids and Noah was shoveling the deck and Ethan was standing there poking his tongue into the snow. It's snowing big fluffy flakes as big as a dinner plate. Well, Christmas break is officially over. I cleaned the house, did laundry and took down the Christmas stuff. School starts again on Monday. I think the threat of going back to work makes me use my time more wisely. I had 12 days off. I did not get around to putting away the laundry, the Christmas stuff or real cleaning until today. Actually the only thing I cleaned off was the cookie plate Stacy brought, and that was pretty well polished off by New Years. I am eager to get back to school. I hope the kids didn't forget what they learned during break. I'm not sure if it's because it was the holidays, or because Paul was home, or because I had to spend time with the wicked step-mother, or just because I had idle time on my hands (no school OR masters!), but I've been thinking a lot about my mom lately. I was 18 when she had a brain aneurysm. She was never the same after that. She was on so much medication she did not know who she was most of the time, and her anxiety level was past the ceiling. When I had Noah she kept asking me in the hospital who the baby was and why I was in the hospital. This is not how I want to remember her, but because I was a self-centered teen-ager the last time she was herself, I have a really hard time remembering her 'normal'. I remember she cried the day I moved to college and she never cried. I miss her. She died of lung cancer ten years after her brain aneurysm. We watched her suffer from the brain aneurysm, anxiety, and lung disease for ten years.