Okay, so it's been almost two months since I last posted. There just doesn't ever seem to be the time to sit down at the computer and arrange my thoughts in a coherent manner. A lot has happened, and it's hard to put it into words.
First of all, I found out on February 9th that we will be expecting a new addition to the family in October. I am incredibly excited, but feeling too tired and/or nauseated to be all that thrilled right now. The second trimester has to be better! It is true what they say about the second child; I am not feeling any urges to go out and buy anything for the baby. I still have everything from Zach, but I am sure there will be several new things that I will want. Baby items have come a long way in six years! We find out the sex in May, so I am sure that it will seem more real to me then. The downfall to all of this is that there will be no MS 150 for me this year. My doctor made me stop riding at 8 weeks. I was a little upset at first, but don't miss getting up early on the weekends to ride. Zach and I will still travel to Austin to cheer everyone on that weekend.
We went to Lafayette for Mardi Gras, and had a good time. It was a lot of fun to take Zach to parades, and to get to see my friends Jenny and Neal from high school. My raging sinus infection did get in the way of some of my fun, though. We came home with two huge bags of beads, which are still parked in my dining room. Maybe they'll grow legs and move off soon...
Beside that, we had an uneventful Spring Break, until the last day. Zach and I stayed home while Darren went to Austin for his annual trip to SXSW, and Mom and Dad stayed with us for a few days. We went to the Houston Rodeo for the first time, and enjoyed looking at the livestock and exhibits. Zach rode some rides, we ate some great food, and went home. We didn't see the actual rodeo, since I am not a fan of country music. I never understood what a big event it was until we went.
Mom and Dad also went with me to go car-shopping. I have fallen in love with the Mazda CX-9, which is new this year. I had my heart set on a Honda Pilot, but now they seem so ordinary. I am hoping to get my new car in the next week, if I can help it. I just have to persuade Darren that it's a good idea. I'm getting there...
During Spring Break, I also began doing something I've wanted to do for three years; clean out our garage to finally get two cars in there. I bought a storage shed from Sears, and started selling things from the garage. I've sold a lot of things, but it's a big pain to wait for people who don't show up. I have a lady who was supposed to come and get a set of dishes from me yesterday, but I still haven't heard from her. Maybe tomorrow.
Zach decided that we had not had enough excitement, so last Saturday, he went to the park with some friends, and fell off the monkey bars. I was leaving to go and do a Creative Memories Get-Together when she called to say that his arm looked funny. We immediately dropped everything and left for the hospital. Now, when we do something, we don't do it halfway. Zach managed to break BOTH bones in his forearm. The worst part of the whole experience was the seven! tries it took to get an IV in his arm. They were trying to sedate him to set it, and couldn't find a vein. I had to leave the room. We've since been to the orthopedist twice, and his x-rays look almost perfect. He only has to wear the cast for two more weeks. I am glad we are not in any sports or activities right now.
I am looking forward to Easter next weekend. We are heading to Lafayette, along with my sister from South Carolina, and my aunt, uncle, and cousins from Florida. I have to take half of Good Friday unpaid, since our district is using that day as a bad-weather make-up day. I doubt that many students will show up that day, since it's a religious holiday, and our last day off until Memorial Day.
I am also really looking forward to this school year being over! It hasn't been horrible, but some of the boys are awful, and I am tired of going through the same things with them every day. My last-period class has three boys who make my and all of their other teachers' lives miserable, and they seem to thrive on it. It's too bad that I never get to pay attention to the girls in that class, who are really good. I'm too busy figuring out who hit who in the bathroom, and who is telling the truth. What fun. I think I will spend one more year in fifth grade, then move to a younger grade in two years. I love my co-workers, but the students are driving me crazy.
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