Sudden Rush of Euphoria

The following things brightened my week and made me ridiculously happy.

Spring break 2009: Florida Road Trip Part 1

I forgot to post the many pics from our Florida Road Trip. This was basically the coolest thing Mark and I did this year. We went to all the roadside attractions that we always wanted to stop at. There were a few that we missed, but they are closer to Tampa so we can go there anytime. We tried to go to the places that many people forget or don't even know about. The places that were big back in the olden days. We also went to a few fun places in Orlando with Ry and Lo.

Here are the highlights:


Blowing Rocks, Jupiter Florida


My Pride and Prejudice moment


Stevsie Zissou


Shells


Ponce Inlet Lighthouse


Lighthouse


Lighthouse bulbs


Ruins of Bongoland


Punch out


Rebounderz


With LoBay


Rawr


BFF Heather


TuTu Tango


Medieval Times


Awkward

Times are changing.

I feel something deep down in my gut. All around me change is engulfing me. I cannot escape it. I, so desperately, want to have something change in my life, but it isn't my time. I know that God has that perfect plan for me that when it's my turn it will be just as glorious and amazing. For now, I'll stay here, waiting and praying.

I'm going to miss so many people. There are so many that are leaving, but with those that leave, more come into our lives. I'm sad, I don't want them to go, but it happens it's the nature of life.


Kate Basye, I'm going to miss you. I've been happy to spend the past two years of my life with you. We have so many things in common, it's like we're the same person and that's going to be hard to say goodbye to a part of myself.







Pare, you made my first year of teaching. I don't know what I would've done without you and now I'll have to try and figure it out. I'll miss you pare. You will ALWAYS be my CCA bf.

Do you ever?

I'm in one of those moods today. A bit restless, unsure what to do with my free time. It's a nice day outside, but I don't like going to the pool alone. What if I drown? I have a bit of writer's block and I don't want to sit in front of the tv all day. I have so many books to read, but I can't focus on the words. What's the point of reading if I can't absorb what's written. On days like these, I start to retreat into my mind. I begin to think about life in other places. Sometimes, I wish I could just drop everything and move far far away. I mean far far away, not like California away, more like Helsinki away or Reykjavik. See how different life would be.

I'm always up for an adventure.

Finally! A day to myself!

I decided not to go into work today. I don't teach on Mondays and Wednesdays, so for the past 6 months or so, I would go into work because I always had so much work to do. Now the yearbook is almost complete and I can have Mondays and Wednesdays to myself.

Today is the calm before the maelstrom of Spring Break and all things kitschy. I can't wait. I'm quite literally overcome with anticipation for a road trip. I haven't had one since I was 14 with my dad, brother and cousin to DC. Man, those were the good ol' days. Today I will be tackling the monstrous pile of books on my beside table. It is a challenge I've been waiting months to take.



This is what I'll be doing ALL day... Brilliant!

I hate my allergies.

Currently...
Watching: Primeval. It's no Dr. Who, but I need something British to watch to tide me over the next few weeks.
Reading: The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. Quite literally one of my favorite books of all time. I could go on and on about, but I won't. I'm re-reading it because that's what I do. Re-read books over and over and over.
Listening: Sigur Ros. I could listen to this song every morning when I wake up.

Waiting: For Spring Break. I can't wait to spend a week away from Fort Lauderdale... I need a real vacay soon.
Obsessing: My Shakespeare Insult Mug my Pare gave me. I love my pare.


If there was one thing on this earth that made my skin crawl and eyes water, it would be my stinking allergies. I'm not like everyone else in my family, who constantly have rashes and watery eyes, but in moments when I least expect or want them an attack happens.
Now I know that it mostly happens because I tend to blow things out of proportion in my mind, but I have a complete justification in the fact that I almost died from allergies. I mean if YOU almost died, wouldn't you be inclined to be extremely paranoid? I would rather be safe, then sorry. The end. I think I've written about this story before, so I won't waste my time repeating something that I've either written about, or told to many of you numerous times. It is indeed one of the famous "Pachechi stories". One that will be held in high regard for all time.
Anyway, so my allergies always pop up in moments that you least expect and also when you're generally enjoying yourself. Everytime I go home to Tampa, I have some sort of weird allergic reaction. I think the flora and fauna are much different in central Florida and it tends to overcome my entire being and my body starts to scream in agony through itchy skin and watering eyes. Sometimes I think that this is my body's way of telling me moving was an excellent decision and that my reward is not being allergic to South Florida. Now if I only felt the same.
So anyway, the point is this. The hubby and I were hanging out with some very good friends of his from high school. They have both a dog and a rather ferocious cat. Every time we go to their house, I take zyrtec, wear pants and bring my own sheet to put on the furniture so I can sit without getting cat hair on me. Is that a bit obsessive compulsive? Quite possibly, but I will take any precautions. ANY. So we go there on Saturday around 4:45 pm and I'm doing amazing. Whenever a dog or cat would come in my vicinity I would squeal, yes, but then the animal would go away. Although, there was one time after leaving the bathroom the dog was following me and I proceeded to run around the kitchen island and the dog was in hot pursuit. That was rather funny. Anyway, so it gets to around 11 pm and all of a sudden it hit me. My eyes began to tear and I couldn't even open my left eye. We left promptly and the next morning I was all stuffed up, my muscles ached and I had an awful headache.

Moral of the story? If you have a dog or cat in your house and you want to hang out with me? You're coming to my house.

Why did I ever stop?

I miss blogging. Why don't I do it anymore? I think I should. I've had so many ridiculous experiences in the past year and have no actual documentation. I think I lack goals that don't consist of yearbook and sleep. It's sort of sad when a job completely takes over your life, but in this case, it's been the most liberating job I've ever had. I love that I work 50 feet from my husband. I love that I met some of the funniest and sincere friends I've ever had. I love that kids can walk into my room at any given moment and it's always a laugh. I love my job. I do. At this current moment in time, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Well... maybe just a flat in the UK.