Crossing Over

So it took a trip to Lansing, which is where I'm writing this, for me to realize something. We are here for the State Tournament for Emily's softball team. They didn't fare so well at this tournament, however these were heavy hitters as far as teams go. They did take out the Oakland Edge which the coaches were super proud of as I have heard there is a "history" between the two teams. I'm sure over a few beers, and a lot of laughs, I will hear this one.

After todays loss the manager of the team told everyone to meet at this restaurant for dinner. We chose to sit inside thankfully because apparently I didn't realize that I got major sun today. I never felt that one coming on. As we are there, I got up to use the restroom. As I was in there, the 12U team girls were in the mirror doing what 12 year olds do best... primp.

I entered the stall, only to hear the converstation ensuing outside about this girls dad snoring like a "choo-choo train". Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I have crossed over. When I had Emily I was a 27 year old kid that could not believe that the hospital would let me take this precious thing home without knowing if I knew how to take care of it or not. Somewhere in that 10 year span, I have crossed over into "the folks" role, and I'm not talking about taking care of a baby. That little baby that managed to survive two brand new parents that didn't know squat about raising a baby is now 10. Two years shy of being a 12 year old, that is talking about her dad snoring like a choo-choo train. I am no longer that cool chic that hung out with her friends. I am old, doddery, boring and parental, and I can't stop laughing about it. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED and where was I???

I still... wouldn't change a thing.

Having an awesome time in Lansing... V

Hmmm.

I've sat here for quite a while now and have so much to tell you...

But I just don't know how to put my spin on it. It's been a long weekend... and it's only Saturday.

I'll get back with you.

Conversation...

I think this is so cute...

Little Girl on the Plane!

A stranger was seated next to a little girl on the airplane when the stranger turned to her and said, 'Let's talk. I've heard that flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger.'

The little girl, who had just opened her book, closed it slowly and said to the stranger, 'What would youlike to talk about?' 'Oh, I don't know,' said the stranger. 'How about nuclear power?' and he smiles.

'OK', she said. 'That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff - grass - . Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, and a horse produces clumps of dried grass. Why do you suppose that is?'

The stranger, visibly surprised by the little girl's intelligence, thinks about it and says, 'Hmmm, I have no idea.' To which the little girl replies, 'Do you really feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know shit?'

Here We Go Again...

I've said it before... I'm saying it again. I love and hate the last day of the kids school year. I am so excited for the summer but then get so depressed about another year having flown by.

I used to help in the school all the time when Emily was little. Now I'm rarely ever there. I remember her first day of nursery school. I have a photo that I took of her standing in front of the building with her cute little haircut, all of her baby teeth in place, and she is just beaming with excitement. The second day of school she threw up in the room because she was so scared to be there.

Her 4th grade year is over. My cute little nursery schooler is now a 5th grader.

When Greg was in preschool, we decided to put him in an early 5's class instead of kindergarten. It was called Begindergarten. It seems like it was just last week. Now... he's a 2nd grader. Another year flown by.

I always get so emotional at the end of the year. It is just another reminder of how big they are getting. Another reminder that Emily has 2 years left in this nurturing nest they call school, before she is off to Junior High. Another reminder that they are getting older, and growing out of the phases of childhoood. Another reminder that Den and I are getting older too.

I'm so sad.

I am Her, She is Me... I want to sleep, She has to pee...

lol, Ok so that has NOTHING to do with anything, but actually it sort of does. I'm sure all two of you readers have read Mel's blog. She talks a lot about having "ideas" for posts, but then forgets them, forgets how to word them, or just forgets she has a blog all together, lol.

I am SOOOOOO her. I'm sorry y'all. Fbook is like dead last on my list of things to do. While I never thought I would have anything to write about, truth be told, I LOVE blogging and LOVE reading blogs more than anything. I check out all of my favorites DAILY. Yep. You over there that hasn't blogged in over a month. I still read that every day. Everything IS going to be ok... as soon as you write something else for me to read! ;p

I have been a busy chickadeeta here. I am in Microbiology now. M - Th from 1 - 5 pm. We have lab for 2 hours, a short break then go to lecture for 2 hours. Words can not express how excited I am to go in there tomorrow to see if I have bacteria growing in my Petri dish. lol. I am hoping that there are BIG TIME colonies and that I did it right. I know, I know. I'm nuts. I never thought I would love this class as much as I do. I am learning SO much and it is amazing how much these things affect our every day life. Let me put it this way...

Last week, we learned how to make agar which is the gel substance in a petri dish. We made our agar, then put it into test tubes for autoclaving (sterilizing). Then we reboiled the sterilized agar to make it liquid. Then we poured it into the dish. If we were to stick it in the incubator, nothing should happen because it is sterile. HOWEVER... we took this tiny little loop, sterilized it, dipped it into a bottle of E Coli, then made smears on the Petri dish. If we did it right, the plate should have 4 quadrants on it, the first having heavy growth, and the last having individual colony's. I hope I have colony's! I swear I may jump up and down cheering right there in the lab! lol

It is hard to know if it actually worked as the loop looks clean even after dipping into the bottle of bacteria. It totally reconfirms that there are gazillions of bacteria on EVERYTHING we touch.... Look at your keyboard! lol

This is a rockin class. I knew I liked science, but didn't realize that I liked it this much.

Emergency!

Funny how he look's like Dr. Brackett from Rampart!