I'm procrastinating.
I procrastinated last night and went to a football game.
(Which was really like going to a school function as the children stalked by to "see Mrs. Reina"...yes, teachers do go outside of the school building!)
I'm procrastinating by writing this blog - because, "I need to keep writing!"
I SHOULD be doing lots of chores and yard work and school work - and inputting 33 giant names & numbers in a new typing program (which is going to take forever!) But I don't want to. I want to sit here with my blankey perfectly propped in such a way I can suck my tongue (yes, I'm nearly 30 years old - I have a blankey and I use it - you got a problem with that??) and my Radio from Hell filling the background. Well, actually I want to be curled up in my bed sleeping - but Art's gone to work, and I can't sleep without him. so...

It's been a long week in the Reina Household. We had Art's cousin and his girlfriend come to visit from Spain. They have been traveling the west coast seeing the sights and came through to spend a few days with us. Here's a few things I learned while they were here:

• I can understand Spanish - I am not so good at the speaking part.
• Spaniards like to stay up WAY past my bedtime.
• My husband is so very much like his family - such a bunch of goofs!

We had a great time seeing the valley and the canyons, eating good food, laughing, and laughing some more.










However, I still had to teach. That sucks. But somebody has to bring home the bacon! And man has it been a long week! and year! already! To give you an idea of my school week...imagine with me here... Picture that page in the back of the book "A Cat in the Hat" where he's standing on a ball balancing arms full of books and cakes and umbrellas and boats and fish...
Only we all know I'm not that coordinated....so take that clever balancing act and start wobbling and rolling it about the room, as I holler and shriek as I grapple to hang on. All while trying to keep the cake upright (can't let things come crashing to a big mess) and the fish in the bowl (certainly can't let anyone get sloshed about...No Child Left Behind) and the milk on the plate and rake in hand (don't ignore the home just because you have miles of schoolwork).... And that's how I feel every day - sloshing - teetering - balancing - juggling - surviving...
so yeah, School's Great!