So....um.....hi?

Okay so I've been AWOL for a while.  If you read my last post, you'll see that I've become a graduate student.  Oh.My.Goodness.  What began as a 1 year program has quickly morphed into two years because I could not handle daily life and 2 graduate level courses every 8 weeks.  Now that I'm doing 1 course every 8 weeks, I can actually find time to breathe.  No time to read what I want to read but breathing is a good...

This is probably the most hectic week of my life.  Or at least it feels as such.  Caris' first dance recital is Friday and Saturday, her birthday party is Saturday, and we leave for Florida on Monday.  My house is a wreck, I've not made anything for her party, our yard is a jungle, and I'm still packing for Florida.  I like to call it organized chaos.  BUT.....this time next week we will be at Disney World!!  To say that I am excited is the understatement of the year, and between you and me, my mind is already there.  Caris is excited and is ready to be immersed into everything princess, and Dave is ready to....well...I guess get on a plane for the first time!  He's been informed that he cannot show fear as this will completely freak out Caris- Daddy is afraid of NOTHING.  Thankfully, it's two 1 hour flights with an hour between and not hours long.

I am ready to just be away...which sounds bad but I really don't mean like that.  I love my life, but a little down time in the sun never hurt anyone, right?

I'm going to attempt to post about our days in Florida as sort of a travel blog, but I may end up using Tumblr.  I say this never really using Tumblr, so add that to my list of things to do before we leave.  There's Wi-Fi on the plane, so surely I can learn how to use a completely different social media platform in two 1 hour flights?


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