Back to school, back to school...

Well it's that time of year again.  My amazing life of world travel and adventure has been replaced by my much more mundane life of 6 am wake-ups, regular coffee intake, pretending to speak Spanish, and children.  So many children.

Actually, there are no children yet.  We officially started the school year last Thursday but kids don't show up until Wednesday (the day after tomorrow, ah!).  I can't complain too much because I had an amazing summer, it's just a pretty rough transition.  I've spent the last few weeks trying to get my classroom together and plan lessons with is less than fun.  Oh, but I did manage to blow off BOTH Taylor and Sophie in about a one week period so that was pretty cool.  Sophie when Jamie and I were supposed to hike a 14er with her and called at 5 am to say we were sleeping in and Taylor when I was supposed to drive up to Wyoming with Jamie to see him and then decided to stay in Denver and get my classroom ready.  My bad guys.

Other highlights of recent weeks include making a die table out of a door at Jamie's house and teaching a bunch of my TFA friends to play.  Three of them actually plunked which was exciting.  I also hiked my first and second 14er (Grey's and Torrey's, they're next to each other so you do them in one day).  That was before I ditched Sophie on what would have been my 3rd one.  Oh, and I've been to a few Rockies games this summer and now officially love baseball.  Well, at least live baseball.  Well, at least drinking heavily and eating hot dogs while in a baseball stadium while a game is going on.

And, sadly, that's all I have to report.