324. Winding down

Sometimes I miss my quiet time.  There really aren't many quiet moments anymore -- but I remember these times from when my boys were young.  All too soon, there will be many quiet moments and I will miss the noise and chaos that children bring to the world.

Until then, I take comfort in a hot cup of green tea.  And dream of quiet.

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323. Beggars

How quickly they learn.

Clementine has already figured out the sit and stare move that works so well for Mili.  She should fatten up in no time.

322. In-between seasons

It is still hot and humid but there are a few trees showing signs that fall may be moving in soon.  I could be happy with a few runs that weren't so muggy.

321. "You can say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one." ~ John Lennon

After an extra ballet practice, she told me all about the routine (and I mean ALL about it) and how hard she worked.  In one breath, she says she is already nervous about performing in the spring.  Then the next thing out of her mouth is that she can't wait to wear the costumes on the stage.

She is full of life, love and drama.

320. The vows

I was invited to the wedding of of a former student of mine.  I taught Brittany when she was in the 6th grade.  Right before they said the vows, she fainted.  Her soon-to-be-husband caught her and others helped her sit in a chair until she revived and the ceremony could go on.

While they said their vows, he put his arm around her and held his bride up.  Such a sweet moment.

Afterwards, I had to explain to Julia that most of the time people don't faint in the wedding.  This was her first wedding and I think it made quite an impression.

319. Home

Clementine.

She has been spayed and biopsied.  There is a bit of demodectic mange -- the non-contagious kind.  After healing from the surgery, she will start treatment.  She is already on antibiotics for the infection on her abdomen.

Leaving the vet's office, she tucked her nose under my arm.  When we got home, there were spots of blood all over the seat of the truck -- the new truck.  And the man didn't say anything.  He just cleaned it up.

She lay on some blankets in the laundry room.  Some are Mili's.  One is Julia's.  Mili walked into the laundry room to check her out.  She sniffed, wagged her tail, and peed.  The peeing may or may not have meant anything.

Clementine is home!  Welcome to the madness.

318. The feast

Our school does a huge Thanksgiving feast -- and this year we had almost 600 guests attend.  My job was to greet, direct, and run around taking care of various issues (discipline of a few punky kids, an upset and rude parent, a lost toddler, a puking child, two car alarms going off, and more) as they occurred.

I did this all while dressed as an Indian.

After school, Julia and I went with the man to the shelter to pay the adoption fee for Clementine. Tonight, Clementine is receiving various treatments for fleas and worms and will be chipped.  We will bring her home tomorrow after she is spayed.

We got to visit with her for a few minutes and we were all happy to have her jumping around on us.  Afterwards, we went to the store to buy a giant bag of food for her.

And I did all this while dressed as an Indian.