How time flies...

Hey, guess what? I'm back! As you can see from the side bar, I've had this blog for a while, but recently decided to commit to writing more? Why? Well, simply put...peer pressure. All my friends are blogging now, and I don't want to be left out. It's hard to believe its 2012. Of course, I should probably start accepting it and start living life considering that in December, the Mayans that left with Elvis on Martian ships will return to destroy our planet and only spare the Libertarian Party...did I get that right? 2012. And nothing is as I expected it to be. I'm still here, living across the drive way from mom, but I like to think both Matt and I are beginning to see some of the pluses of having family this close.

Matt has completed the academy and is now ready to protect and serve in a community near you.(I know, I have no shame...but seriously, spread the word.

I just recently returned from a trip to NYC. We take a group of students there every other year and this trip really made me think about how much my life has changed. For one thing, by the end of the first year, mandy Key and I were ready to have a throw down at the football field. This trip, I am proud to say that we not only got along, we actually enjoyed our time...at least, she hasn't told me otherwise. We had some crazy experiences on this trip. Some funny. Some not so funny. There was little to no sleep, and i'll leave it to your imaginations rather than explain what it's like having 50 kids follow you through one of the biggest cities on the planet.

Legally, I can't go into experiences we had with the students, but suffice it to say, it was never boring. The story I want to tell you is of our Broadway experience. Now, I like to think of myself as a cultured person. I absolutely LOVE musicals, and I'm open to seeing anything on Broadway once. So we let the kids vote on what to see. Their choices were "Wicked", "Mary Poppins", and "The Lin King". I won't lie, I was pushing Mary Poppins. But the kids wanted to see the Lion King and I was ok with that. Until we saw it. Now, I am willing to concede a bit. I only had three hours of sleep thenight before, so I was already kind of out of it. But when we got to the second half when men came out in nude leotards and were playing the part of grass, it was a little much for me. I lost it and laughed like a 13 year old. If you have not seen the Lion King, I would never discourage you from seeing it. The costumes (with the exception of the Kentucky Blue playboys) were superb. If you loved the movie, then you will definitely enjoy the musical. Just, get some sleep the night before and remember you're an adult.

I realize I rambled a bit in this one. I promise to be more...literate in the blogs to come. Oliver is adjusting to a new sleeping arrangement and that means Mama goes without sleep! So, I'll leave you with the promise to return soon (and with more sleep).