It's been way too long since I did any blogging. My last post was back at the beginning of the summer, and I never did follow up on my WDW vacation. (It was great, btw.) The fact is I'm burnt out on writing. After finishing my thesis it's been nice to not be tied to the computer all the time! I went to San Francisco and left my computer at home and I felt no anxiety. I left my cell phone at work last week and nothing horrible happened. I'm kind of enjoying being unplugged lately, and with...

I think today is Saturday. (It is, right?)

My school is over, teaching is over, my son is out of school, we've done a week at WDW, and aside from getting the boy to tennis lessons twice a week, I have no schedule. It's really, really weird.

The WDW vacation deserves a post of its own, so I'll do that later when I have more time. (I know, I know, it looks like I've got nothing but time right now, but I'm just not feeling very creative since we've been home. Lazy is more...

I am days away from turning in my thesis and reaping my rewards, in the form of a master's degree in education. Tuesday is our last class meeting, Thursday is the master's hooding ceremony, and Saturday is the actual graduation. It's been a long two years and now the end is finally here.

My husband is pretty sure I'll go back to school in a few years from now, that I can't turn down an academic challenge. I said no. After I presented my paper to my class, the professor pulled...

If I ever get the crazy idea that going back to school again would be a great idea, if those words every come out of my mouth, if you hear me thinking aloud how nice it would be to be called Dr. SusieP., someone had better smack me upside the head! This has been a very long 2 year process and I am running out of steam.

2 months. 2 months to go.

My email inbox is full of messages that say "Get your degree online now!" "Be a teacher!" "Online...

Here's today's revelation- As a mom, hearing your child throwing up in the middle of the night is one of the worst sounds possible. That said, hearing the cat throwing up in the middle of the night, UNDER YOUR BED, might be a smidgen worse.