The Clog

WHAT?? Two posts from me in one day? Whatever is the world coming to? I was reading Cindy over at Still His Girl and came across this. It is too cool not to share. Cindy and her husband are bloggers I've never met, but spend countless hours laughing with/at weekly. If you haven't read them, stop by, relax, and enjoy a few laughs. Don't forget to let me know what kind of shoe you are!

As for my results: The Clog

You Are Clogs

You are a solid and down to earth person. You seek and almost always achieve a really sound balance in your life. You are stylish yet comfortable. Mellow but driven. Excited yet calm. You are the perfect mesh of contradictions. No matter what happens, you have the ability to stay well grounded in your life. People know that they can truly depend on you. You should live: In Europe You should work: At a company dedicated to helping the world

What Kind of Shoe Are You?

I was especially struck by the "work" sentence. Afterall, isn't that really what teachers do? Except it's at a school, not with a company?

I really wanted to be a flip flop because they are so comfy and cozy. But I came back a big, bulky clog. Could it be that's because that's all my winter shoe attire consists of?? Various and sundry colors of Clark's??

Going, Going, Gone...

...and back again. I have decided after a two-week break from "real life", that I could get used to being independently wealthy and being able to be on one constant vacation. We were camping the first week of spring break. We had beautiful weather and wonderful friends to share our experience. Oldest Child had another "unicycle dork" to ride with her, so she didn't feel isolated. She has almost mastered her new gianormous unicycle - I told you before we left she would. She proficiently rode around Roosevelt State Park on her "regular" unicycle. One camper even commented, wanting to know where the other half of her bicycle went.

We had beautiful weather every day except the day we were packing up to come home. Then on Monday morning, the girls and I headed off to my old stomping grounds of southeastern West Virginia. It was the longest I've ever driven without Dear Husband. But we made it fine and had a great time. I was able to visit with friends and family I hadn't seen in awhile. Youngest Child was able to help Grandma out in the yard. Oldest Child even guilt-ed Unce Carlito into leaving a whole house full of company to drive two hours to see her.

I will update throughout the week - hopefully with pictures from the trip...depending on how busy my technical assistant is this week. We took great pictures at The Little White House - hopefully it will get Oldest Child some brownie points in Social Studies since that's what they're studying now. The azaleas were beyond beautiful down near Callaway Gardens. A bunch of deer decided to visit us while we were at the Sims Bed and Breakfast (thank you, Anne and Randy, for opening up your home to me and my precious cherubs!).

But for now, after more than 1,300 miles on our vehicles, it's back to real life. Finishing up laundry, groceries, bills, lesson plans, menu planning, etc., etc.