Blogs

Have you ever thought about what different people's blogs are like?  Just read a few and you'll get an idea of the "message" they are sending.  

Some like to just journal.  "Went shopping today.  Saw a movie."  

Some are based on a theme.  (ho-hum)

Some are like regular editions of a newspaper.  Monday is about X, Tuesday is about Y, skip Wednesday, Thursday is about Z and Friday is about the weekend.    I admire people who blog like that because by the time I get to my computer to blog, I'm so tired I can't recall what day this is!  

Then, there those who like to read all over the internet for odds and ends.  It's almost a one-ups-manship type of thing.  Okay, that may not be a word.  Sorry, but you get my drift.  It reminds me of Google's or Yahoo's "odd news" links.  I guess that is interesting, but if I wanted to find the weirdest story online today, I'd be doing that instead of reading your blog.  

What is my blog like?  I don't know.  There's no rhyme or reason to what I write.  My purpose for writing is often to signal to the few who read it that I am still alive.  

Ky used to journal a lot.  She was determined to write something every day.  So, most of her entries were, and I quote:  "Norm day."   Those are some of my favorites.  I'm so glad she wrote.  It captured a time period in her life that I'd otherwise have a hard time remembering--the day to day stuff, for certain.  What will parents of kids do these days to do that?

Spring Break

Today was back to school day.  I really could have used another four hours of sleep!  So, after Spring Break, we're on the downhill slide into summer!  Hooray, if it weren't so long this year!  

Over Spring Break, however, I got to do something I enjoy more than most anything else--spend time with Ky!  She is such an interesting person and we had a couple of fun days at the mall looking for prom dresses!  I'll remember those days for a long time!  

We also went to visit one college that Ky was accepted to, but ended up not liking so much.  That is progress!  The choice is down to two, now!  The decision must be made before May 1.  I think the schools are as different as they can be, but we haven't visited one at all.  

Does anyone know much about Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute?  It is between RPI and Virginia Tech.  RPI is near the Hudson River (close to Troy, NY--brrrrrr.)  VT is in the hills of Virginny--Blacksburg.  As Ky mentioned to me earlier, she didn't choose any warm places to go to school.  

Well, cast your votes here, folks!

 

Five months

In about five months, Ky will be going off to college.  I can't believe it will happen so quickly.  If she goes to VT, I believe she'll also be there for about five weeks during the summer, too.  

What am I gonna do?

  

Spring Ramblings

Spring brings many thoughts to mind.  

...Flowers

...Showers

...Seed catalogs

...Warmth

...Break

...Pollen

...Allergies

...Cleaning

We're in the midst of our Spring Break right now and I have a bad case of the lazies.

We just got back from a road trip to Cleveland to check out a potential college for Ky.  She liked the college less than the brochures, so I guess that's the last trip to Cleveland for us for a while.  It is a nice place and the school was nice, but it has to be compared to Virginia Tech and that will be hard to beat.  

When we returned home, there was a very happy puppy dog who served as our official Welcome to Virginia committee.  We had a neighbor teen come by three to four times a day to walk him and play with him and check on him.  She is an exceptional girl who Radar has seen on walks before.  

Today, he won't leave my side.  It is great to be loved and missed!

 

Ready, March!

Can it be March already?  

It is funny how time flies as I age.  A day used to seem like a lifetime when I was a child.  The week seemed like ages when I was in school.  Now, the hours, days and years seem to fly by.  Must be relativity at work.

Ky just picked up her graduation announcements.  I remember when she was a year old going to another one-year-old's birthday party and the mom holding up her glass of juice (or probably milk) and toasting September, 1995.   Why?  Because that would be when we'd each put our kids on a school bus for the first time and finally have a life of our own again.  Preschool was good, but small and I felt like I still had some control over my little one's life.  The first day of kindergarten was a nightmare.   For Ky.  As soon as she got home, the questions began.  "Do you like your teacher?"  "Did you make friends with anyone new today?"  "Do you have homework?"  Believe it or not, that last one was asked in hopes that she did have homework.  I just couldn't wait until she had homework.  Last year, I was thinking that this would be the last year I'd have her home, but although she is home, she has a grueling schedule and enough homework to last three years.  

I know it is preparing her for college.  Without me.  That may be the hardest part of the equation.  She doesn't need me for much anymore.  She walks, talks, reads, writes, she even drives--all by herself.   

 

She has turned out rather nicely, if I may say so myself!  

So, as we wait for the college decisions to be made, we'll talk and laugh with each other and maybe, just maybe, get to sneak out for a Starbucks every so often together.