I'm just "bugged" out!

There is only one time in my life that I remember sitting in the school office while one of the ladies combed through my hair looking for "nits" I remember I was so creeped out. This poor girl who I found out years later I was wrong about was in my "dislike" thoughts at the time. She had long curly, snarly hair and I was convinced she was the one who brought "bugs" into our school.

 With my long honey blond hair I'm sure the school security was hoping for my mother's sake that I didn't have any creepy lice on my head and thankfully I didn't.

I never, ever, ever had to deal with lice in my hair. NEVER! Does everyone see that word???? N.E.V.E.R

I always got into and itching fit when I would watch the episode of Arthur when Lakewood Elementary had an epidemic of lice swarming through their hallways.

Just a few months ago I watched that episode with my brother Jeremy. I started itching my head just thinking what a horrible ordeal that would be as I watched Mr.Ratburn say "I knew I should have listened to my mother and became an accountant." As they pulled a nit out of his hair.


Does anyone know where I'm going with this??

Anyone feel a need to ask why I'm on my bed at 6:42 in the morning blogging the first time in months instead of getting ready for school?? I should be running around like a chicken with his head cut off. Looking for my shoes, tripping over my skirt, throwing my lunch in my lunch box....but I'm not hmmmm.......

If I was Miss Frizzle we would all be jumping in the bus and flying into my hair. Why may I say that?

 Because my fear has come true. It kept me up most of the night. The dreaded treatment and fine tooth comb will be my life today.

No school for  me as soon as I heard students in my classroom had it I knew it would only be a matter of time.

I'm horrified after 26 years I get it while teaching!!

Are you itching yet?

How about now??

Jeremy is now 4!

A few weeks ago  my sweetie turned four!

Has it truly been four years since my love came into the world?

Four years since my baby brother first looked at me?

Four years.

WOW!

He mealts my heart every moment of every day. I am so thankful the Lord gave us this cutie four years ago. :)

Fresh

Ahhh! It's nice to see this sweet little blog and it's so nice to write on here. Even if I am only writing to one person or even no one it's nice to see MY words on this page again.

When things don't go my way when things take a different path then the path I would choose I would like to cry but instead I feel like writing.

 

A nice FRESH white page has me inspired to write even if it's nothing big nothing at all just to see words that are forming in my mind on my blog makes me feel complete. ;)

 

 

 

Spring Break

The start of the break what did I do... get sick.

I wish I was only joshing but the sad reality is I'm not.

Being a teacher can be full of wonders and joy other times it's small nuggets of reality. "Ginger get airborne!" When will I ever listen to the people who try to help?

Being around small people = being around small germs.

So, today was the first day out since being ill I went to the bank in the morning I then went to story hour with my mommy sweet, my adorable cute Carole who's a mommy herself to cutie pie Alana and of course handsome Jeremy.

The close knit group was adorable surrounded by a round table with goodies galore and an older women with braids down her back reading a Dr.Seuss book while we nibbled on brownies. Alana cooed and awed while she drooled on my top.

The sun shone in through the windows and the warmth on my face felt like a kiss from the sun.

Vacations don't go always as planned but I'm home a week with out chalk boards and papers and I'm a happy girl.

Hi!

Beware A Long Post Is Coming!

It's been a while so I thought you may need a picture of me to refresh your memory! Here I am Ginger the blogger you never see.

The last time I blogged on here my cell phone which was right next to me was being filled with missed calls. After I pushed published I looked at my phone and little did I know those miss calls would be etched in my heart forever.

Carole was calling me to inform me that our father may have had a stroke. After many tests we found out he indeed did have a stroke from the heart.

Our dad has had many health issues in the last couple of years and let me tell ya it has scared this girl something fierce.

Yet, it has also brought me closer to my Lord.

Well, I'm getting tired so my long post is not that long after all. But beware I have one swarming in mind so at some point I will jot it all down! :)

The Wind.

Blogging was my wind at one point. You hear the wind blow at times....not raging just blowing...you tend to stop put your face towards the sun and let the cold wind blow through your face. Refreshing.

I have forgotten that blogging can give me that same refreshing feeling. It has been months. Yet it's not canceled. It hasn't gone to a blogaway dumpster. Instead it just sits.

Waiting.

Wondering.

Hoping.

The author who had started this blog years ago would pick up her fingers and start to type.

"Here I am! My little blog. Here I am again"

It has been a while and I wonder if anyone will even see this post. I some times long for the days without Facebook, twitter, texting...when all of us "writers" clicked "publish" instead of "send" when we all would be having conversation or debates...;) right in our comment boxes. I long for the day when something funny happened I didn't throw open my phone and jot it down in a status box but I went home on the old family computer and wrote it down. Giggling with my mom who would help me edit my posts.

I sometimes long for the simple days.

Although, I don't hate Facebook...twitter....etc I would probably would be lost without it. Although I do miss this nook. I miss being a faithful blogger.

That is it all for now. Just a random "Hello" So "Hello" out there! ;)