Friday, July 11, 2008

I'm ba-ack!

I needed two syllables on that one. Because it feels good to be home. I was in Atlanta at an IB conference for 4 days. Our school offers this diploma, and to teach certain higher level math classes you need the 15 hours of training. And next year I am teaching advanced juniors. Should be fun. Went with the department head of my building, the dept. head of the other high school, and the head of math for our district. We had fun together. NO major hassles with travel or anything until the flight home yesterday was delayed due to some pretty big storms. I really needed to get home because yesterday was Jenna's birthday. I was just about crying (OK, I WAS crying) when I heard some flights were being canceled, but in the end we were only delayed a few hours and I got to see my little 6-year-old.

She's 6. Wow. How did that happen? If you have kids you're going to know what I'm talking about here. If not, read on. You'll be bored. But the day of their birthday you think about the birth story. And you talk about the birth story. And others talk about their birth experiences. And you can tell through the telling what an impact having children has on us, both men and women alike. Both of my girls were born within an hour of my arrival at the hospital, so mine involve a lot of panic and watching the medical professionals run around in a tizzy. Good times.

Jenna got a tricked-out Schwinn with matching helmet from her daddy. I just cannot get through to him that she does NOT need the latest, greatest, most expensive bicycle EVERY YEAR. That maybe, and I'm just throwing this out there, she could ride a bike for, say, TWO years. I know, it's revolutionary thinking and I'm making a leap here. But it's his girl, and the new bike is his "thing." And I wouldn't change it for the world. That man loves his girl, I tell you. He took her to a restaurant for them to sing her happy birthday, and he got all choked up.

In Atlanta I couldn't help but think about the last time I visited to attend CHA, I met the ladies from Scrap Muse, and we had an amazing time together. These were all friends that I met through the internet, and they are still my friends now. Leslie, the owner of at the time, made it all possible for us. And seeing all of the military personnel in the airport made me think of her struggles with her son right now. If you're the praying sort, please keep Leslie and her son in your prayers. Please. See her blog here. He was wounded and is fighting for his life.

In scrappy news, while I was gone, (of course) this happened. First, my project for the Fancy Pants Blog appeared. It was a super easy frame using their amazing rub-ons. Then the amazing Ms. Klemish mentioned me on her blog post at Two Peas. Thanks, girl! And last, but certainly not least, my name appeared somehow on this list. You need to scroll down a bit to find it, but somehow my name is on the finalist list for the Chatterbox DT. Now I did apply, yes, but do you see those other names? I am seriously OUT OF MY LEAGUE here, folks. But I can't even tell you what it means to make the finalists with the likes of that talent. I don't expect to make the team, but cannot wait to play with the new lines. You can't win if you don't try, right?

OK, off to take care of the million and one things I have left for myself to do when I get home. Can you spell P-R-O-C-R-A-S-T-I-N-A-T-E? Me either.



denine zielinski said...

So glad I found your blog. I have always admired your work. You so DO deserve to be chosen by Chatterbox! Congrats!

Lily said...

Hi Kay. Welcome back and congrats on all the scrappy stuff.!

Summer Fullerton said...

Congrats on Chatterbox I am sure your work will shine.

Dena said...

I was clapping for you when I saw your name on the CBX list! You are soooooo meant for that team Kay!
Congrats to you :)