6 days...

The end of the year program has ruled my life for the past few weeks, and this last week it was all I worked on, both at home and school. We only have 6 more school days until the big day, and I am both happy and sad about that. I am ready for some free time when school is over, but I love my school kids like crazy and I cannot imagine us all not being together anymore!

Blog goals

I have been meaning forever to update all my blog friends. I lurk on many more than on my list and I have got to update. If you read my blog and are not on my list, let me know so I can add you! Isn't blogging great???

The last of the Charleston pics

Yellow Submarine

More about our trip

Life has been crazy since we got home, so I haven't been able to post about our trip. We had a wonderful time in Hilton Head. Our place was gorgeous, as was the weather. We spent a good amount of time by the pool, walked on the beach, shopped, ate, and rode bikes. I fell asleep by the pool on Sunday and got burned, so I couldn't go to the pool as much as I wanted. I never get burned...don't know what the deal was. I smocked lots instead, so that was nice. It was such a wonderful time, but we were ready to get back to the kids. We are already planning our 15th anniversary trip!

Tagged

I have more vacation pictures to post, but Danna tagged me before I could post them.

OK. So 7 random facts about me...

1. I have curly hair like Emily. But, in 2001-2002 I had to have some chemo treatments that made one side of my hair go straight. That is why I don't go curly. I am thinking about having that side permed, though.

2. I have lived in 16 different homes...17 if you count the 4 months we lived with my parents while we were building the house we were in now. And that is not counting dorms, either.

3. I was 9 years old before I knew there were other pieces to fried chicken than the leg.

4. I am terrified of clowns.

5. I dream at least weekly about the first day of classes at Harding. I never have a schedule or a chapel seat.

6. I love Totino's cheese pizza. Like the 99 cents kind.

7. When I was 7, I got lost at the Pensacola Fair and the police took me to the drunk tank. Me and 20 other drunk guys. They did let me sit behind a desk, though.

I don't have time to tag anyone else this morning! I'll do that part later.

More Charleston Pictures