Well our busy busy summer is finally starting to slow down! I have had a blast, though it has been exhausting, I wouldn't have traded it for anything else in the world. I am so excited for this next semester as I begin my student teaching (in the 1st and then 6th grades), but also very nervous about being at the school so early everyday! I am nervous about being able to learn everything that comes my way, and retain it all. I want the experience to be a good one (and I am confident it will be) and to get along with my teachers, and leave a good impression. I just want to do as good of a job as I can, and am worried I guess, but in a good way.
There are so many changes going on. I read all my friends blogs talking about the things that are going on in their lives and it serves as even more of a reminder that adolescent life is really behind me, and I am now lodged full fledged into this adult world of work and bills and responsibilities. I love it when I am able to go back to my parents house for a while and forget this is the place in life I am =]. I am super excited for my friend LeeAnn, her blog is called The Good Old Days, and is on the right side of my blog, as she is setting up and getting ready for her first year as a classroom teacher. She has a few pictures up on her blog and it is starting to look really good! YAY for her!! I can't wait to hear how her first year goes as she starts teaching her sweet little first grade babies! I need to go and see her and her new place, so LeeAnn I know you read this, let's get together!
Mark and I are doing ok. Mark actually had a tiny accident with a burn barrel, trying to be nice and burn some trash for my parents while they were gone to see Adam in SD. He has never used a burn barrel, and decided that gasoline needs to be used to start the fire going. Well you are not supposed to do that! He dropped it in, and it shot flames up and they singed his face and hair. He is fine, but looks like he got into a fight with someone. His nose and cheeks are blistered, and he had to cut his hair shorter than usual. He came back in laughing, and told me he had to go home and take a shower because he burnt his hair. It made me not freak out from the beginning. So be praying for him, as his face is soreish from what all has transpired. If he lets me take a picture I will and place it up here later.
I hope the rest of the summer goes by nice and smoothly and prepares me for this upcoming year and semester.