I think half the time I am just not sure what to write about.

This has been an incredible week though. Babybear started a school like progam this week. The program was full, but a child moved, so they had a space open up. I am very excited, as being in the program this year saves us a place in the program next year, which I think is critical, since my local school board is amoung those that feel JK is unnecessary. That makes me crazy.

I have had a rather sucessful work a week. I managed to solve a few impending issues that had the potential to become highly explosive, and I did so in manner that not only aves everyone's time, money, reputations, etc but MADE money and got several thousands of dollars in free advertising. Not too shabby.

In addition it also appears I am making leaps and bounds in my quest to learn Spansih. I really regret not taking Spanish in school. Althought perhaps at this point it wouldn't matter, given that I took german in school, and French, and both are now all but lost on me (no one to practice german with, so never spoke/wrote it) and it has been far too long since I have used French. At least with French I can for the most part understand what is being said or written. Spanish....not quite so yet. Have I managed to communicate with two emails entirely in Spanish today, and between the two, I only had four errors, and it was only the *endings* of the verbs I had wrong...I was at least using the *correct* verbs...just need to work on endings as per gender.

It's been a bust week after work/school as well. We have done something every night, including karate, swimming and skating ( or scaping, as Babybear likes to call it.)

Scaping (and scapes) - one of my faves, will go in "the book",along with others such as "frocodile" (crocodile), and "teledoctor" (helicopter).

Also found out this week might be going to Puerto Plata again the end of the month. If so, I will certainly be bringing Babybear this time. He is already asking if we get to go to "the beach". He loves flying. It's so funny. And when I first begain traveling, I explained to him that I had to go to work on an airplane, meaning to get to work, I had to go on a plane. He figured that Mommy going to work on a plane meant that I literally worked on a plane...like I was an aircraft mechanic or something (believe me...you wouldn't want to get on a plane had I touched any part of it!!)

Well, I think I will get my butt in gear and go purchase my Gold membership finally. I keep meaninf to do it, and keep putting it off for ma�ana. Perhaps all those fun tools and stuff will inspire me to write more...

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