Welcome back!

(To myself)
I love blogging. My virtual journal, complete with access to my friend's personal journals. Sitting here for the last 20 mintues and snooping through your lives is SUCH an unwind for me.

Well, I have lots of new news for all of ya'll. Facebook infected my computer and sent messages containing viruses to many of my friends. I hope it did not infect your computer... I think the culprit was this AWESOMELY FUN game called Word Challenge. It is a timed anagram game that I was heavily addicted to.

One day I was playing and the screen started going NUTS!!! After that, our computer was never the same. DO NOT PALY WORD CHALLENGE!!! Even as I wrote that, I have pangs of regret that I cannot play it.

Of course, my Master's Program is online and the website and assignment pages could no longer be consistently accessed. I spent hours on the phone (with Capella Tech Support) trying to post a single assignment on time. I thought about throwing the computer out the window, or driving over it in my car.

Our puppy helped me out when she chewed through the power cord in 1 second flat. (We no longer have her because she pooped worms on the kitchen floor-ick and TOTALLY a seperate blog-though she is in the loving home of my Mother-in-law for theose of you bleeding heart hippies who feel bad for having a neglectful pet owner friend like me).

So the replacement power cords are TOTALLY ripoff prices and the computer is TOTALLY infected anyways. I decided to try to do ALL of my research and coursework at work.

For those of you who have an inkling of what goes on in the life of a teacher, you know I am insane for imagining this as a possible solution. Your empathetic insanity will multiply if you are also taking online Master's research classes.

In my school, we do not have planning time each day or computers in our room. Just kids, kids, and more kids, all day long, except for recess and lunch. Long story short, the past 5 weeks did not pan out according to MY plans. I began to envision my GPA self-destructing as my assignments were inevitibly later and later.

I have meetings twice a week after school, VERY needy children (and parents who need to talk to me throughout my lunch break), and did I mention that I have to leave work twice a week EARLY to get Noah to his therapy? Thankfully, I have a very understanding professor who is allowing me to take an incomplete. That still knocks my 4.0 down, but hey, that's life...

Ah yes, I am going to be a momma times two. Yes, it's true. I said "ah, yes" because I forgot what the other news was. I am not kidding you, I don't know how I manage to speak in complete sentences these days. Then I think about it and realize "I can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens me." -Philippians 4:13.

So, I am SUPER excited about baby # 2. We will find out if it is a boy or girl in one month. I bought Noah a book called "Hello New Baby" and he loves it! (I'm sure he has no idea what it really means, but there are bottles and bibs and a bath and I like to pretend that he is, indeed, a genius who understands that when he rubs my belly, he is loving our new baby, and that this book is his training for big brotherhood).

Excuse the runon sentence supreme, but I do enough editing with my kiddos at school. So, despite the truth of God's word, I am going to have to make a decision soon about my time committments.

Something has got to go... school or work, work or school, which makes the most sense? Which is the right path for our family? I'm sure the Lord will reveal as He always seems to do. And don't worry, I will let you all know when He does.

Proverbs 3:6:
"In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths."

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Thanks for listening, fellow bloggers!!