My apologies for the delay in blogging, but I've been spending most of my time lately chasing little chickens. Seriously, lots of little chickens, and they're so damn hard to catch!
My "little chickens":
My numerous half-done projects piled up on my desk. My overdue bills. My weekly runs. My overtime work. Our wedding planning (ugh!). My catching up with friends and family. My lesson planning for school. My dog training. My quality time with Mark. My going back to school for education. My everything...
Picture me locked in a chicken coup (I'm a city girl and have no idea if I spelled that right...or even referenced it correctly) or pen with all of my little chickens, chasing them around trying to tackle them but they just keep slipping out of my hands! And in the process, I'm getting dirty, tired, and just plain pissed off. Yeah...that's been me lately, and it ain't pretty...
One of my students turned to me a few days ago as we were slurping up our Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup at lunch and said,
"Miss Chwissy, did you catch any little chickens yet? All I'm getting is the noodles, and they're SO slippery!"
And I replied,
"Nope, I haven't caught any of the chickens yet, but I'm trying!"
"Well keep trying, Miss Chwissy, you'll get 'em eventually! Once all of the yellow watery part is all gone, you can just scoop the chickens up into your spoon much easier."
Hmmmm... I sure can't wait to get rid of the yellow watery part of my life!
And don't get me started on my slippery noodles...that's a whole different blog.