January 3, 2004

• My Weekend

  
  

  Some things about coming home to Arkansas are just fun.  Visits with my cousin Jeff are the best.  He was a total hellion as a teenager.  Drove his parents nuts, had us all convinced that he would wake up dead before high school graduation.  Now, he's a 34 year old man with three gorgeous blond daughters.  If any man ever deserved to be blessed with beautiful babies, it's Jeff.  And he has become the most conservative - involved parent of any of the guys in the family by far.  I tell you, it does my heart GOOD to see him sweating over Paige - the 12 year old - because she's attracting the kind of attention that he used to pay to the 12 year old girls when he was in Junior High and dreaming about making it to third base.

  
  

  It's been unseasonably warm on this trip.  I lucked out because I knew before I came that I wanted to wear my new leather jacket at every conceivable opportunity - so I packed light weight tops.    Well, I haven't been able to wear the jacket, but I'm comfortable with the mid-70's we've been enjoying.  My poor babies are about ready to smack me because I made them pack heavy sweat shirts. 

  
  

  We have a final round of whirlwind activities today.  I have a meeting this morning with a man from the Arkansas State Education Department to talk about the various alternative means of teacher certification possible for people like me who have an undergrad degree and don't want to have to spend three years in school to get a second degree before teaching.  I don't know if this is the route I'll go, but I'd like to know my options.

  
  

  Mom and Dad have found a new Chinese Restaurant in Hot Springs they want to take me to for lunch.  And then this evening - I'm going over to Jeff's house to smile while his daughters wrap him around their little fingers. 

  
  

  Tomorrow, the boys and I will make the drive back to Indiana so if you think of us please say a little prayer for our safety. 

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