Hello Vacation

Where did the last week go?


It's already Saturday. We made it back to Texas on Thursday. I spent yesterday afternoon with my mama. We hit up the usual suspects: Target, Old Navy and Sam's. Today I might swing through the mall. After I get my butt to the gym, of course.


Tomorrow afternoon Brian and I head off to DFW. We're spending the night at a hotel before our early flight on Monday. Then It's Disney Disney Disney for 4 days straight. You may or may not hear from me during that time. I'm bringing my computer, but mostly so I have somewhere to upload my pictures to every night.


I can't believe we're on vacation. It's been entirely too long. And I'm determined to enjoy it! :)

Dear Tiny,

Why must you knock the trashcan over? Why do you insist on eating anything edible in the trash no matter how old it is? Why does the trash need to be strewn all over the dining room? Why can't you clean up after yourself?


This has happened twice in the last couple months. Why? Are you hungry? Are you bored? Does the trash just smell extra tasty sometimes? You are much too old for these antics! I mean, you turn 4 this year...please stop?


Love,
your mama

The Lost Finale

*Don't read if you don't care. I needed to get this written out somewhere, and what better place then my blog. I promise I'll put the Lost talk to bed after this post.


I really didn't know that a work of fiction, played out on my computer and television screens, could have such a profound impact on me. I literally could not sleep last night. I would close my eyes and images from the finale, and really the entire season, would pop up on the inside of my eyelids. Throughout the first 2 hours of the finale, I thought I knew how it would end. It was being set up to conclude with a big happy bow on top. I really should have known better. That twist in the last 10 minutes, really threw me for a loop. In retrospect, it's not such a large wrench they threw in there. In many ways it makes sense, I just wasn't looking for it. It changes everything about the entire final season. I can't stop going back through the last 17 episodes and trying to connect the dots. How much did I miss because I wasn't looking for it? Isn't this how every season has ended, though? Isn't that what makes the show so superb?


Last night when the final scene went to black, I felt confused, cheated, speechless and upset. I had to laugh at Jimmy Kimmel, mull it over all night and finally re-watch the end to finally see the beauty in it. Those 2 1/2 hours of television were complete and total magic. Until that twist I didn't see coming, I was prepared to dub the episode the most perfect 2 1/2 hours of television. Much like the show itself, I've almost come full circle since last night. I had to open my eyes, take it in, digest it and I can now say that the finale was pretty darn near perfect. I have no doubt that by the time I have the complete series (on blu-ray!) in my hot little hands in 3 months, I will be totally convinced that the finale was perfection. ((The series comes out 2 days before my birthday - perfect, no?))


I definitely need a detox period from Lost. Let's not forget that I watched the entire series in less than 3 weeks. Most of it in less than 2. I have to step away...for my own sanity. I actually feel depressed today. Seriously, Sarah, there's more in your life than a television show!


Luckily, alot is happening around here in the next few months. Starting tomorrow, my butt is getting in gear and getting ready for our big summer vacay. We start our journey Friday morning! Between now and then I have a fair amount of packing and cleaning to do. Will any of it get done today? Highly doubtful.


Maybe retail therapy will help this Lost finale hangover...

Are You?

Are you watching Lost tonight?

I've cleared 6-midnight and have banished Brian to our bedroom.

I'm going to close my laptop and put my phone on silent.

This is some serious business, people!

Kids Are Funny Volume 2

*Drawn by a little girl in the kindergarten class I subbed for on Wednesday.

I'm on the left. My husband has the giant head. The little fly-thing in the middle is my son. That's what the artist told me, anyway. I told her I don't have a son and she seemed stumped. Brian is now convinced that our first child will be a boy.

I just can't over Brian's big head! I laugh every time I look at it!

Kids Are Funny

I wore my hair curly on Friday. At least 2 of my students told me they liked my hair. Apparently my husband isn't the only person who prefers my hair curly.


I gave them M&Ms as a treat for correctly answering questions Friday afternoon. I think the sugar went to one little boy's head. He told me I'm "the greatest" and then he took it one step further telling me "You're beautiful!" THEN he topped himself by asking if I'd go to his house. Oh, the power of chocolate.


Tomorrow I give my 14 little students their re-test. I'll be super happy if most of them improve their scores.


((I was tutoring the same students for an hour everyday last week trying to help them pass their end-of-year reading test. Some failed miserably the first time, but some were borderline. I'd love it if my tutoring made an impact.))


After tomorrow, my tutoring gig is over. What will I do with myself all summer? Oh right...go on vacation and spend my time by the pool!

Where Have I Been?

Oh, just watching all 116 episodes of Lost on Hulu.


I finally finished a few hours ago. Now I just have to wait for the new episode on Tuesday and the big series finale on the following Sunday. I've been living, breathing and dreaming Lost for the last 2 weeks. I'm not sure what I'll do with myself now. Laundry and dishes perhaps.


I've absolutely loved the series. It was really fun to watch it all in quick succession. I hope to own all the seasons one day and re-watch it all.


Do you watch Lost?

Random Thoughts

1. Stop calling your husband "hubby" in every stupid Facebook status. He has a name.


2. They don't ask "Why?" enough (or ever...) on Lost.*


3. I like all the Twilight books and movies. I'll admit it. I don't, however, own a New Moon shirt. And if I did, I surely wouldn't wear it to the PX. That's only acceptable if you're under the age of 12.









*I started watching Lost on hulu this week. I started at the beginning and have slowly been making my way through the seasons. Sometimes I want to scream WHHHYYYY at my computer.