School's Out for Summer

When you are married to a teacher, and you work from home, you have to put up with two things:

1. Daily afternoon naps after school
2. Summers off

I don't mind number one. It allows me to finish my work day, get dinner ready and workout before our evening together begins. It's nice to be able to end on my own watch, while he lets his body recharge from dealing with 102, 11 and 12 year old children all day. The nap is well deserved if you ask me.

Summers off can be hard to swallow. It's not a big deal for the first two weeks, but it becomes annoying somewhere along week three and after week four I can think of about 20 things I'd like for him to do besides sleep til 3 p.m. or watch day baseball. But it is his vacation, right?

There are five living things in this home that love Kev's lazy summer schedule - three cats and two greyhounds. The time and date stamp on this photo would tell you that on a Tuesday afternoon at 2 p.m., three of the five were still enjoying bedtime with dad. The other two cats had moved to a sunny window instead of the cold cavern that is our bedroom.

So far, the summer of 2009 has been officially titled the Sloth-A-Thon. It's a four-way tie as to who is winning.

Mountain Hounds 2009

I never got into the whole scrapbooking craze that took over all of womanhood in the early 21st century. I will admit that I attended 20 minutes of a scrapbooking party that lasted 7 hours, but sitting a group of crazed women that are trying to lose baby weight, sniffing glue and armed with scissors is not what I call a good time.

Instead of a long traditional post of the amazing time we had at our first official greyhound gathering, I created a few scrapbook-esque pages of our fun-filled weekend.