Talk About A Crazy Week...

This week was packed full of things that I had to get accomplished.

First off, it was Red Ribbon Week. This means that there was a different dress up day each day of the week. If you know me at all, of course I dressed up as everyday! It was always exciting and cool to see how the kids showed up to school. The best day was Friday when it was Circus themed costume day. I dressed up in a Minion pajama suit. It had to be circus themed, so I bought a rainbow wig, rainbow suspenders, and rainbow bow tie. I looked good, just saying. It was so funny walking around the school seeing the kids reactions. We even had a costume parade where each grade displayed their costumes. It definitely made for a crazy day.

Second, it was conference week. I had the pleasure to get to meet with my students parents. I was really nervous about this because I had never had one before. I think as the week went on I finally settled in a knew what to do. There were definitely some interesting meetings to say the least. I also had a couple of parents that didn't show up to their scheduled time. I think the conferences went better than I had imagined they would. I think I will be more comfortable next go around. Hey... I didn't have any parents yell at me or really have any complaints. Overall, successful.

Lastly, it was Marquette Family Dance week. I got to dance with my sister last year, and I was lucky enough to get to dance with her again this year. We had rehearsal after school on Monday, and I didn't practice again until rehearsal the day of the game. I wasn't very prepared to say the least. Dancing is not my thing, and I was a little worried about performing in front of thousands of people. Halftime came and went and I only messed up twice on the dance. My performance could have been better, but I'll live. The thing that really got me the most was when the dance ended. I went to hug my sister, and that's when she buried her head into me and started to cry. This killed me. She's leaving in 9 months, and it is going to be incredibly sad. What I thought was going to be a simple hug turned into a release of emotion for the departure that lies ahead. I'm going to miss her like crazy, and I'm pretty sure she is going to miss me.

I would say by the end of the week, I had nothing left in the tank. Turns out I had to find something because I had the Marquette 5K Saturday morning. I'll keep this part short. I don't recommend running a 5K willy nilly that you haven't even prepared for. My legs are hating me for sure!