I wish I could say that since the last time I posted, things have calmed down. Haha, not so lucky.
Student teaching has taken up most of my time. I’m working with 6th and 7th graders. They say the craziest things, but I miss being in a high school. One interview so far and still waiting to hear from others!
Grad school is almost over (finally) and that means projects, galore! I’m writing a Magnetism Unit, finishing my portfolio, and presenting on a Teacher as Researcher project I did on Parent-Teacher Communication.
Hubby is on a surgery rotation, so I’ve got to go buy more chicken so he can practice suturing.
I’m making time each week to do something fun. I’m working on two lap quilts for my nieces and finishing up that London Scrapbook (only 4 pages left!). Here’s the top of one of the quilts. Finished product pictures to come:

My mom and sister came down for two days and we tore up Manhattan looking for a suitable prom dress. Sadly, the perfect one had a stain and the store was unwilling to take enough money off to be worth it. So then we went to Eleni’s in Chelsea Market and had a Cranberry Everything cookie.
As grad school and our time in New York City is coming to a close, we’ve been getting nostalgic. We’re going to miss the greenery of the North East as well as the beaches and wooded areas. I don’t know what I’ll do without good bagels. Donations welcome.
But saying goodbye also means saying hello to something new. I can’t believe how blessed we are to have found an apartment with good mountain views – a place where I can unpack my four bags and settle for awhile. And what better place to start teaching than Las Vegas? They’ve got the Hoover Dam and an Atomic History Museum! Hopefully Vegas will also be the revival of my performance life as I am pursuing a few options down that road. Who knows what other pleasant surprises will come.
One not so pleasant surprise is the sore throat I feel coming on from all the ups and downs of life. Here’s to hoping it’s gone by the time school starts tomorrow!
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