...motivation, that is.
No, really. None.
Get ready, 'cause the fat lady is starting to sing.
I'd really like to get me one of these.....
Oh, who the heck am I kidding? I'd have three or four of those drinks and then it would be
"No, really, Debbie...you don't have to dance on the table...there is a wonderful
dance floor...right over there."
This past week has been full to the brim with busy.
There was a high school 8-man football state qualifying game (in my hometown in Colorado!) that two of my nephews played in (my brother is also the head coach) that I listened to on Sunday morning....at 5 o'clock in the morning, thank you very much (damn that time difference anyway!!). It was a very exciting game in which my nephew, Bo, was all over the field, playing his heart out and I had to apologize to my neighbor later for possibly waking them up at 5:30 (VERY exciting right before the half!!).
Then, it was off to spend the rest of the day with over 5, 000 other parents in the annual Nagasaki City PTA Sports Festival. It was fun and I had a great time, but...that is 9 hours I'm never going to get back....and my left arm still hurts from the tug o' war contest!!
Classes on Monday and Tuesday...Wednesday was the elementary school's culture festival and I spent all morning and most of the afternoon there, watching and helping out....I played 'rock, paper, scissors' for about an hour and a half with students (winners got a big sticker, losers got a little one!)...then I ran to dance class and hula-bula'd my butt off for the next 2 hours.
Thursday and today...classes, classes and more classes.
Dozing off even as I type.
Good night, my luvs...sweet dreams!!
Hear that....sssshhh....it's the Fat Lady....
here she comes....
"The hiiiills are aliiiiiiiive...with the sounnnnnd of muuuuuusic...la la lala..."