2011 is here already and I still haven't wrapped up 2010! This is pretty much the reason why my journal writing resolutions never last long, I always get so determined to keep up that I fall behind. I went back to work later than I thought I would. I really needed to get back in there on the 28th, but after driving all day on the 27th I just wanted to relax for a while. Yeah, I didn't get back to the school until 2011.
Work has been going really well so far this year. I got my classroom cleaned up and had several posters laminated, so that they are now ready to hang. Classes have started well for the most part. I decided to grade a work sheet today, in one class, all but five people turned it in. All but five people are now failing that class. Little hiccups like that don't bother me though, the kids need to learn that I'm serious and that they need to be responsible. And its not like I won't change the grades once they hand in the work.
With everything that I threw out of my room, my trash can weighed over 80 pounds. And people call me a pack rat, ha. (Yeah, those people are right - who has 80 pounds of paper trash in a classroom?) The good news, my room is free of tons of clutter, the bad news, I hurt my back doing it.
People at work have been very helpful so far this year, it has been much nicer than last month when it felt like I was being teamed up on.
So basically what's going to happen now is that I am going to go back and forth in time since I really, really want to talk about Christmas and such and wrap up 2010 as a year, it was a pretty big year for me after all.
Xander and Curtis
Our little men
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Bo, you idiot
Something very exciting during our time back in Pinon between the breaks was that Pam had her back yard finished, a yard that is about twice the size of mine. We put all three dogs back there and watched as they explored and played in their new area. I concluded pretty quickly that this was a better place for them and that they would be happier here than in my back yard.
We placed some bricks at crucial places so that the dogs would stay in their new home. I then went back to my house to get ready for the Ward Christmas Party. While I was driving back to pick up Pam I saw Bo and Clara running down the street together. I pulled over called over the dogs to me and put them in the truck. It was very easy, which was nice. I tried to talk to Pam about how the dogs had gotten out, she didn't know they were out since she had checked on them two minutes before and she pointed to the backyard saying they were still there. I explained that I had the dogs, except for Angel, who for some reason can't fit through the fence that Bo can even though Bo is still a much bigger dog. Weird.
During the Christmas party, while I was doing the Christmas Program we got a call from the Fowles, Bo and Clara were out and Angel was MIA. Pam took my keys and went to find Angel. Bo and Clara were at the Fowles.
Angel was right where she was supposed to be, good dog. When Pam opened the gate to check on her, she decided to run to find Bo and Clara and wouldn't go back to Pam who had to chase her, Bad dog. Pam was out of breath and very angry at the dogs for the rest of the evening.
Bo, meanwhile, decided to climb up on the Fowles table and eat all of the food on it. Jeff, being like me, very devoted to food, was very upset.
Fast forward twenty four hours, Bo, my house trained dog decided to lift up a leg to my hotel bed. Dumb dog.
We placed some bricks at crucial places so that the dogs would stay in their new home. I then went back to my house to get ready for the Ward Christmas Party. While I was driving back to pick up Pam I saw Bo and Clara running down the street together. I pulled over called over the dogs to me and put them in the truck. It was very easy, which was nice. I tried to talk to Pam about how the dogs had gotten out, she didn't know they were out since she had checked on them two minutes before and she pointed to the backyard saying they were still there. I explained that I had the dogs, except for Angel, who for some reason can't fit through the fence that Bo can even though Bo is still a much bigger dog. Weird.
During the Christmas party, while I was doing the Christmas Program we got a call from the Fowles, Bo and Clara were out and Angel was MIA. Pam took my keys and went to find Angel. Bo and Clara were at the Fowles.
Angel was right where she was supposed to be, good dog. When Pam opened the gate to check on her, she decided to run to find Bo and Clara and wouldn't go back to Pam who had to chase her, Bad dog. Pam was out of breath and very angry at the dogs for the rest of the evening.
Bo, meanwhile, decided to climb up on the Fowles table and eat all of the food on it. Jeff, being like me, very devoted to food, was very upset.
Fast forward twenty four hours, Bo, my house trained dog decided to lift up a leg to my hotel bed. Dumb dog.
The Between Period
Anyone ever notice how school is just kind of painful in-between vacations? A week off for Thanksgiving and only a couple weeks later to another two week break. Of course these few weeks are among the most stressful weeks since the semester is ending which means that all grades are due. Add in the holiday stress of whether or not you've gotten a gift for everyone and making sure that you have a Christmas Program put together for the ward Christmas Party while your fiancee tries to do a thousand things for the choir and band concert that she is putting on, and you know what it was like.
We came back to Pinon a couple of days late which was the plan all along, and it was a good plan because we would have gotten stuck in the weather if we had tried coming back on time. Some teachers who like gossip were thinking that we had eloped or that we weren't coming back. Nope, sorry to disappoint but we planned it, gave notice, and had sub plans ready.
One particularly painfully annoying day I got a twenty minute lecture on how I was doing my grading wrong, a twenty minute lecture that could have been given in two minutes, since I was at that time putting in grades which needed to be done. As soon as that person was gone my principal came in because he was informed that there was another problem with my grading. I love the man, he is great, he is a good boss, but at that moment the last thing I wanted to hear about was grading. Especially since the problem he was talking about had mostly been fixed and if I could have had another three minutes it would have been completely fixed. I hate grading, I pretty much hate most things that are related to grading, the idea of being talked at by multiple people about it does not thrill me. For the entire rest of the between period I was stressed, grumpy, and wanting it to be Christmas already.
The best thing about grading this time around though was that I had Pam to help me which meant that I got it done early this time around instead of needing to work till midnight every night like I needed to at the end of last quarter. Having the grading done meant that I could work better with the kids to get their grades up before the end of the semester. Yes we are on both quarters and semesters, yes it confused me quite a lot at first, but most people seem to get it and I came around to it eventually.
Not everything was bad though, I had a lot of fun with my kids in US History. We reviewed for our final by competing within the table groups for the answers to the questions. The kids really got into it and it got pretty competitive. My World History classes did a similar game but as a class.
My World History classes also presented their culture day presentations which were very nicely done for the most part, I was pretty harsh on a lot of groups though. I made the boys wear ties, and therefore had to teach most of my students how to wear a tie, especially since a lot of the girls wanted to wear them too. One group brought in sushi which was absolutely wonderfully, especially since they decided to use cooked bacon or cooked shrimp as opposed to raw fish. I was glad that I skipped breakfast that morning since it made more room for bacon sushi. I LOVE culture day. Last quarter a group of girls decided to cook fry bread for all my classes except first hour, poor first hour always seems to get the shaft on stuff like that.
I was also happy that I got most of the quarter planned out, I know basically what I'll be covering every week. I really did get quite a lot accomplished in those weeks back.
The concert was a very nice event. I video taped it so Pam could watch it later. She directed both choirs and the three bands that performed as one big band. The concert had several teachers in tears and many more wanting Pam to teach them her classroom management style.
As teachers we had a Christmas Party which was fun and the last day before break was a mud day, which meant that while the kids had an extra day on their vacation we still had to come into work, the good news though was that we were free to go at 12. Pam decided to stay a couple more hours and get a couple more things done, but I felt incredibly unmotivated to the point that I found things to occupy my time like a 45 minute call to Mom and a trip down to district to take care of some other matters.
I was finally cheerful again the break was here and then... I spent an hour looking for my birth certificate or social security card and could find neither. I went from happy to stressed and upset pretty quickly. We went to the DMV without those things and got my SUV registered but could not renew my license. My Dad decided to call and talk to me about it that night, which I was not ready to do. Sorry Dad.
The good news for now, Christmas is over, the next break isn't until April, which means I can have better focus with the students on school, and it means that Pam and I have our work cut out for us for the wedding. April 23rd, it's on its way.
We came back to Pinon a couple of days late which was the plan all along, and it was a good plan because we would have gotten stuck in the weather if we had tried coming back on time. Some teachers who like gossip were thinking that we had eloped or that we weren't coming back. Nope, sorry to disappoint but we planned it, gave notice, and had sub plans ready.
One particularly painfully annoying day I got a twenty minute lecture on how I was doing my grading wrong, a twenty minute lecture that could have been given in two minutes, since I was at that time putting in grades which needed to be done. As soon as that person was gone my principal came in because he was informed that there was another problem with my grading. I love the man, he is great, he is a good boss, but at that moment the last thing I wanted to hear about was grading. Especially since the problem he was talking about had mostly been fixed and if I could have had another three minutes it would have been completely fixed. I hate grading, I pretty much hate most things that are related to grading, the idea of being talked at by multiple people about it does not thrill me. For the entire rest of the between period I was stressed, grumpy, and wanting it to be Christmas already.
The best thing about grading this time around though was that I had Pam to help me which meant that I got it done early this time around instead of needing to work till midnight every night like I needed to at the end of last quarter. Having the grading done meant that I could work better with the kids to get their grades up before the end of the semester. Yes we are on both quarters and semesters, yes it confused me quite a lot at first, but most people seem to get it and I came around to it eventually.
Not everything was bad though, I had a lot of fun with my kids in US History. We reviewed for our final by competing within the table groups for the answers to the questions. The kids really got into it and it got pretty competitive. My World History classes did a similar game but as a class.
My World History classes also presented their culture day presentations which were very nicely done for the most part, I was pretty harsh on a lot of groups though. I made the boys wear ties, and therefore had to teach most of my students how to wear a tie, especially since a lot of the girls wanted to wear them too. One group brought in sushi which was absolutely wonderfully, especially since they decided to use cooked bacon or cooked shrimp as opposed to raw fish. I was glad that I skipped breakfast that morning since it made more room for bacon sushi. I LOVE culture day. Last quarter a group of girls decided to cook fry bread for all my classes except first hour, poor first hour always seems to get the shaft on stuff like that.
I was also happy that I got most of the quarter planned out, I know basically what I'll be covering every week. I really did get quite a lot accomplished in those weeks back.
The concert was a very nice event. I video taped it so Pam could watch it later. She directed both choirs and the three bands that performed as one big band. The concert had several teachers in tears and many more wanting Pam to teach them her classroom management style.
As teachers we had a Christmas Party which was fun and the last day before break was a mud day, which meant that while the kids had an extra day on their vacation we still had to come into work, the good news though was that we were free to go at 12. Pam decided to stay a couple more hours and get a couple more things done, but I felt incredibly unmotivated to the point that I found things to occupy my time like a 45 minute call to Mom and a trip down to district to take care of some other matters.
I was finally cheerful again the break was here and then... I spent an hour looking for my birth certificate or social security card and could find neither. I went from happy to stressed and upset pretty quickly. We went to the DMV without those things and got my SUV registered but could not renew my license. My Dad decided to call and talk to me about it that night, which I was not ready to do. Sorry Dad.
The good news for now, Christmas is over, the next break isn't until April, which means I can have better focus with the students on school, and it means that Pam and I have our work cut out for us for the wedding. April 23rd, it's on its way.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Fetch
This video was taken several months back, Angel had just gotten the ball for me about six times so I decided to get a video of her bringing back the ball just like any proud dad would.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Thanksgiving Week Part Two
This first picture is from Pam's Sorority House. Yes, I visited a sorority house, it was nice to see the Greek ladies that were so important to my Pam.
Anyway, getting back to the story at hand. We finally got to slowly make our way to Logan, we avoided Sardine Canyon all together and went via Tremonton. We didn't have a lot of time when we came back, we were told not to see Grandma but to go straight home since we were on a strict time table. We got back to the home in Smithfield where we had a total of fifteen minutes to eat lunch at which point Pam went with the girls to go wedding dress shopping and I went to babysit my nieces and nephews that I hadn't seen in a long time.
We both had a lot of fun. The girls loved Pam and said it wasn't awkward or strange at all, like she had always been there. Being at the Larsen house was a lot of fun and I really enjoyed it.
That night after the dress selection and children watching was over the missionaries came over to give the final lesson to my Pam so that she could be baptized.
Baptizing Pam in Smithfield instead of Pinon was extremely difficult. It was a battle all the way. Dad had gotten permission from the mission president in Utah but hadn't gotten it from the Farmington New Mexico Mission President since the Mission President here said that he would take care of that. He didn't. So, Thanksgiving Day I get a call that says that the Mission President is not pleased with what is going on mainly because he doesn't know what is going on.
I spent my Thanksgiving calling New Mexico trying to get through and resolve the matter. Finally Dad was able to call him and explain a few things and apologize that things had not gone better.
Friday we had the baptismal interview and I did a phone relay between my Branch President and Dad's Bishop trying to get the proper permission to baptize Pam.
Saturday Night the baptism was beautiful. I confused 120 S for 120 N, so we went in a little late. We got in and got dressed and as we sat and sang the first song I felt so electrified and excited. It was How Great Thou Art. I pondered upon the words, how it spoke of creation, atonement, and the 2nd Coming. The whole Plan of Happiness was laid out, and our part in it as eternal companions. It would all start for us that day with that baptism. It was a beautiful spirit that I felt.
Dad spoke and then I performed the baptism. I was very happy but also so nervous. I kept having to remind myself that I needed to do the prayer in English - not Spanish. I was so nervous that I put my hand in the wrong place so that I would plug her nose instead of having her do it herself. Sean of course thinks this is hilarious.
Pam, when she looked up and saw the young faces of my nieces and a nephew she felt that it was truly meant to be that it was right for her to be baptized in Smithfield.
Jeff Fowles gave a good little talk about the Holy Ghost, Sean says he's me in 30 years. After that the missionaries did a lovely musical number at which time my niece Emma decided she didn't like a painting hanging where it was. She knocked it down and shattered the glass. Despite the serious nature of the song the poor elders had a hard time keeping straight faces. The song suffered a little and then recovered it for a strong finish.
Some other things that happened...
Quality time with puppies
Pam enjoyed the mountain views
And we got some great pictures of the temple, one of which I almost fell face first to get.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Thanksgiving Week Part One
Well, no pictures, my camera which had some great shots got lost, of course it was my 700 dollar camera and not my lesser super old digital camera from when digital cameras were a new concept. We have no idea what happened to it, but that's life sometimes, at least I got four years of use out of it.
Yeah that didn't make me feel any better.
Anywho, the journey from Pinon to Price was nice and pretty much uneventful. We were a little worried about the cloud cover possibly giving us some snow but it stayed clear. We stopped at a hotel which allowed pets. I had Bo and Angel in my room. Dogs are way too hyper after being in carriers all day to just lay down and go to sleep. So I indulged in Adult Swim cartoons as the dogs ran around the room jumping from bed to bed and on me.
The dogs and I decided to go to sleep at about the same time. Angel went to sleep by my feet and I don't remember what Bo did. What I do remember is that Bo felt that I should wake up at 4 in the morning to pet him and feed him. I disagreed.
We drove the rest of the way to Salt Lake City and handed the dogs off to Dad at the airport. Meeting Dad there made Pam feel a lot better about meeting my family.
The first plane we took was going to Atlanta, it was a very nice flight because it had screens that showed us where the plane was in the sky on a map. I emailed Dad while we were flying over Kansas. Another thing that was nice was that Google provided us with free internet as a holiday gift to all Delta flyers.
Columbus was warm. It was warmer in Columbus while we were there than it was in LA. Apparently we made it there just in time because currently they are having weather which ranges between five and eight degrees.
The car that picked us up from the airport was a surprise, her father has unique taste in transportation which is partially due to color blindness. When I saw the car there was no indication to me whatsoever that it would belong to Pam's father. I thought it was a teenage car. The rims were bright lime green. On the hood there was a metallic bulldog, which was downright cool. A lot more original than the normal stuff that gets put there anyway.
Columbus is a beautiful city full of trees that were still green while we were there. We went and saw the Columbus Temple after the viewing. The temple was very special. Pam and I walked around it and decided together that we were going to be sealed together for time and all eternity.
An interesting place we visited was a field of cement corn. The neighborhood where Pam grew up was once a giant corn field. The six foot tall cement ears of corn, all of which were different, were there as a monument to the town's history.
Here's a contradiction for you. We went to a Jewish Bagel shop where they make kosher bagels. I had one with bacon on it. How does that work? It was a very tasty contradiction if I do so myself though. Breakfast sandwiches, should be their own food group.
I attended my first ever Catholic mass. It was a very intriguing experience. Pam was bored out of her mind, but I was fascinated, if only I could have been allowed to get up a few more times I could have been better to stay awake better. I watched carefully at the progression of the ritual and could see why some people didn't care for it and others could be devoted to it. I was a scholar watching another culture express itself. I left feeling glad to be LDS.
Pam's family was very kind to us. I met the Millers as well as her Mom's family.
On Tuesday we left Ohio for Utah. Our plane landed ten minutes before a mammoth blizzard struck Salt Lake City and we were forbidden by Dad to travel. Which was a good thing since we could barely even drive to our hotel which was only five or so blocks from the airport.
We struggled into the hotel in the blasting snow and were able to find a pizza delivery man brave enough to travel to us.
Yeah that didn't make me feel any better.
Anywho, the journey from Pinon to Price was nice and pretty much uneventful. We were a little worried about the cloud cover possibly giving us some snow but it stayed clear. We stopped at a hotel which allowed pets. I had Bo and Angel in my room. Dogs are way too hyper after being in carriers all day to just lay down and go to sleep. So I indulged in Adult Swim cartoons as the dogs ran around the room jumping from bed to bed and on me.
The dogs and I decided to go to sleep at about the same time. Angel went to sleep by my feet and I don't remember what Bo did. What I do remember is that Bo felt that I should wake up at 4 in the morning to pet him and feed him. I disagreed.
We drove the rest of the way to Salt Lake City and handed the dogs off to Dad at the airport. Meeting Dad there made Pam feel a lot better about meeting my family.
The first plane we took was going to Atlanta, it was a very nice flight because it had screens that showed us where the plane was in the sky on a map. I emailed Dad while we were flying over Kansas. Another thing that was nice was that Google provided us with free internet as a holiday gift to all Delta flyers.
Columbus was warm. It was warmer in Columbus while we were there than it was in LA. Apparently we made it there just in time because currently they are having weather which ranges between five and eight degrees.
The car that picked us up from the airport was a surprise, her father has unique taste in transportation which is partially due to color blindness. When I saw the car there was no indication to me whatsoever that it would belong to Pam's father. I thought it was a teenage car. The rims were bright lime green. On the hood there was a metallic bulldog, which was downright cool. A lot more original than the normal stuff that gets put there anyway.
Columbus is a beautiful city full of trees that were still green while we were there. We went and saw the Columbus Temple after the viewing. The temple was very special. Pam and I walked around it and decided together that we were going to be sealed together for time and all eternity.
An interesting place we visited was a field of cement corn. The neighborhood where Pam grew up was once a giant corn field. The six foot tall cement ears of corn, all of which were different, were there as a monument to the town's history.
Here's a contradiction for you. We went to a Jewish Bagel shop where they make kosher bagels. I had one with bacon on it. How does that work? It was a very tasty contradiction if I do so myself though. Breakfast sandwiches, should be their own food group.
I attended my first ever Catholic mass. It was a very intriguing experience. Pam was bored out of her mind, but I was fascinated, if only I could have been allowed to get up a few more times I could have been better to stay awake better. I watched carefully at the progression of the ritual and could see why some people didn't care for it and others could be devoted to it. I was a scholar watching another culture express itself. I left feeling glad to be LDS.
Pam's family was very kind to us. I met the Millers as well as her Mom's family.
On Tuesday we left Ohio for Utah. Our plane landed ten minutes before a mammoth blizzard struck Salt Lake City and we were forbidden by Dad to travel. Which was a good thing since we could barely even drive to our hotel which was only five or so blocks from the airport.
We struggled into the hotel in the blasting snow and were able to find a pizza delivery man brave enough to travel to us.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Preparing for Thanksgiving - The Week of the Inlaws
This week was uncommonly hard for me. Saturday I woke up and declared I would not go to the all day meeting on my day off because I didn't feel like it. I REALLY didn't feel like it because a few hours later I lost dinner from the night before.
Pam and I both missed that meeting since she had to leave it early.
I continued to not feel well into the night, the dogs of course wouldn't let me sleep since they had locked themselves in the laundry room, which was flooding of course, and wanted out. I didn't want to get out of bed since I felt very sick and didn't want to leave the warmth of the many blankets I had wrapped around myself.
Finally I had it, I got up and stormed into the laundry room only to step into ICE water. It was ice water because it was that cold in my laundry room. I looked at the dogs and said the first thing that came to mind, "What did you do?" And promptly kicked them out of the house, where it was still very cold, but at least it was dry.
The next morning, still feeling sick I discovered the ice lake had expanded quite a bit during the night. I went into the laundry room and found the problem, a slight leak by the hose connection. I turned off my hoses and fed the animals. The Fowles and Pam stopped by to check on me and loaned me a mop. Moving made me want to vomit more and gave me headaches so I spent the day, when I wasn't mopping up, blogging about happier things.
Lesson plans had to be turned in and I still hadn't done them. Monday I made a sub plan and that night I wrote a plan for Tuesday and Friday before I couldn't do anything else. My sub plan for Monday was a disaster so I went into work Tuesday, still almost completely unable to move without having the urge to show everyone what I'd been eating lately.
Wednesday I thankfully started feeling better but of course a cold was trying to attack my weakened immune system.
Pam left with the student council that day to go to Phoenix on Tuesday. She would be gone for two days. While she was gone she got the news that her grandfather had passed away. She called me at about 3 am Thursday morning and I wasn't very talkative.
Now I tried to figure out sub plans for the next week since Pam and I had planned to take a week off when the worst happened. Well, I got a call from the other Pam, Jeff Fowles watched my room as I went and talked with the other Pam for a while.
Jeff Fowles and I were talking about the Pams and we couldn't quite figure out which was which. So we decided to stop calling them Pam, at least for that conversation, and start referring to them by their middle names, which worked out really well for us.
Pam finally came home, my Pam that is, and we started planning our trip to Ohio. Lots of phone calls and lots of conversations later Dad helped us find some good tickets so that we could fly from Salt Lake to Ohio on Saturday, and then from Ohio to Salt Lake on Tuesday, spend Thanksgiving as originally planned in Utah, and then Pam and I got Monday and Tuesday off work so that we didn't have to come in till Wednesday - which means almost a full week with my family!
Friday was rough. The students had no interest in being there and I just wanted the day to end so that I could get packed, get into an SUV with the one I love, and drive!
It was stressful but we did it - and left an hour before we planned. We made great time and we were able to get to Price and get the puppies settled in for the night. It was a stressful day but we did it and now we are on a plane heading toward my future inlaws home. In less than a week we will both meet our future inlaws who are separated by about 1700 miles.
Crazy week, but at least its over. I told Pam that after all this I thought that meeting the families would be the easy part.
Pam and I both missed that meeting since she had to leave it early.
I continued to not feel well into the night, the dogs of course wouldn't let me sleep since they had locked themselves in the laundry room, which was flooding of course, and wanted out. I didn't want to get out of bed since I felt very sick and didn't want to leave the warmth of the many blankets I had wrapped around myself.
Finally I had it, I got up and stormed into the laundry room only to step into ICE water. It was ice water because it was that cold in my laundry room. I looked at the dogs and said the first thing that came to mind, "What did you do?" And promptly kicked them out of the house, where it was still very cold, but at least it was dry.
The next morning, still feeling sick I discovered the ice lake had expanded quite a bit during the night. I went into the laundry room and found the problem, a slight leak by the hose connection. I turned off my hoses and fed the animals. The Fowles and Pam stopped by to check on me and loaned me a mop. Moving made me want to vomit more and gave me headaches so I spent the day, when I wasn't mopping up, blogging about happier things.
Lesson plans had to be turned in and I still hadn't done them. Monday I made a sub plan and that night I wrote a plan for Tuesday and Friday before I couldn't do anything else. My sub plan for Monday was a disaster so I went into work Tuesday, still almost completely unable to move without having the urge to show everyone what I'd been eating lately.
Wednesday I thankfully started feeling better but of course a cold was trying to attack my weakened immune system.
Pam left with the student council that day to go to Phoenix on Tuesday. She would be gone for two days. While she was gone she got the news that her grandfather had passed away. She called me at about 3 am Thursday morning and I wasn't very talkative.
Now I tried to figure out sub plans for the next week since Pam and I had planned to take a week off when the worst happened. Well, I got a call from the other Pam, Jeff Fowles watched my room as I went and talked with the other Pam for a while.
Jeff Fowles and I were talking about the Pams and we couldn't quite figure out which was which. So we decided to stop calling them Pam, at least for that conversation, and start referring to them by their middle names, which worked out really well for us.
Pam finally came home, my Pam that is, and we started planning our trip to Ohio. Lots of phone calls and lots of conversations later Dad helped us find some good tickets so that we could fly from Salt Lake to Ohio on Saturday, and then from Ohio to Salt Lake on Tuesday, spend Thanksgiving as originally planned in Utah, and then Pam and I got Monday and Tuesday off work so that we didn't have to come in till Wednesday - which means almost a full week with my family!
Friday was rough. The students had no interest in being there and I just wanted the day to end so that I could get packed, get into an SUV with the one I love, and drive!
It was stressful but we did it - and left an hour before we planned. We made great time and we were able to get to Price and get the puppies settled in for the night. It was a stressful day but we did it and now we are on a plane heading toward my future inlaws home. In less than a week we will both meet our future inlaws who are separated by about 1700 miles.
Crazy week, but at least its over. I told Pam that after all this I thought that meeting the families would be the easy part.
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