Sometimes I go Paris.

when I have an overwhelming urge to travel somewhere amazing.
 like say... Paris. (It's all her fault.)

I get on VRBO (I'm staying here.)  and plan my itinerary day by day.

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First stop: the flea market. and a complete day of wandering around,
taking pictures, and journaling.

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Second stop: the Louvre. to stare at this painting
St Joseph the carpenter, George de la tour
 until I'm crying hot mess.
And then to my favorite museum
It's emotional and amazing.

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Third stop: a walking tour of paris street art
and an off the beaten path walking/wandering tour of Montmarte
with stops for crepes and goat cheese salads
and journaling.

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Then I would wander around to Latin Quarter
and take a bike tour of Paris at night.
And then I feel like I've been there.
You should try it.

 

School is back in and I love it. love. it.

the routine.  the schedule.  the time away from the boys. Seriously.

I get time to miss them and appreciate our time together so much more.

I have time to miss my students. I genuinely miss them by the time I'm back at work. 

Full time anything is just so intense. ugh. 

 

Yes, the beginning is exhausting, getting everything going and all,

It's kind of like going from 1 to 200 in 5 seconds.

But it's exciting and fun, too. And I get to use my brain in a different way.

And the best part? I'm done after 2 or 3 days.

I teach first grade every Monday and Tuesday, and every other Wednesday. 

So Friday comes really fast. 

 

This is our first day. We got balloons for the kids. So cute.

 

I think I got as much done in my 2 days off last week as I did all summer long.

Why is it that if I have 12 things on the to do list, and an hour to do them I can get 9 of them done.

But if I have 2 things to do and all week to do them, they rarely get done. hmmm.

 

I want to make a bunch of these.

And one of these.

And this.

 

 

We went to the beach last Sunday afternoon for a couple hours...

with daddy. Disneyland. for free.
 

speaking of...

I have this overwhelming urge to go to Disneyland. 

I might have to sell my kidney on the black market to do it.:)

Jack with the worst insult he can think of:

Josh, I'm gonna bite your elbow and tear your pant leg!

(step down.)

You guys. Look what I found in Ross.
It stopped me in my tracks.

Remember last November?
When Julie {the one and only!} contacted me about my new line
in the catalog and I replied, "What are you talking about?"
and she said there is work that looks like yours so I contacted the
American Company who bought it from a Chinese company who
blatantly copied it from my little etsy shop?

 {This one is my original which can be found in my shop.}

And I ended up getting royalties from the Chinese company?
Well, I was looking through Ross the other day,
and there it was! What? So weird.
Fun, but weird, too.

Okay, happy hot days. ack.
Let's go to Paris.
See you there.