I love my family, I love my town, although it's not the town I used to know it's much bigger. It's soul is still my town. No matter how many punks break windows, write on walls, or do bad I still love my town. I love my job, the people there, my friends, my students and even the administration. I love my old home, it's like me a work in progress, I love my family, my kids, my grandsons. I love it all....but why oh why can't it all be on a beach, preferable the west coast, but I'd settle for the gulf in Florida...damn...I don't mind winter, I am used to it. I'd love it if it only lasted until about January 15, then it could go away. :::sigh::: some day...some day, I'll spend more of my year on a beach! Mark has to work over Christmas, so our Christmas break will be here, not in St Pete, although our aim is now Spring Break at the end of March. (hear that Martha??, Sharon??? and Angie???) Oh and if Suzy's feeling up to it! Can we meet up then??? I am not mad, just bummed. I know I will have many many Christmas breaks to come. It's just that his winter job is all about the mail and post offices are very busy over the holiday. He couldn't possibly get off then, and with the economy...well I'll just have to put on my big girl pants and carry on. So here I stay. but I have these happy faces to make up for it!
The boys among the Lego!