It's Been Awhile (No, not the Staind song).

Hey guys, remember that time I used to blog on a regular basis? Yeah, I don't either.

Quick update from the past few weeks (because I know you're dying to know and then we'll move on):
1. School ended. And all the teachers said, "Amen".
2. I moved the entire contents of my classroom to my garage. Yes, it was so much fun. Thanks for wondering.
3. Action Research Proposals are probably the dumbest things in America and I'm glad I'm not a full-time researcher/action proposal writer.

I feel so out of touch with the world! I don't like it. How are you guys?? I haven't had much time for fun or anything extra that's not on a to-do list of boring, dumb things. Sadly, reading and writing for fun were thrown out the window long ago. The past month has been nothing but wrapping up the school year, having obligations between two workplaces, moving, moving, and moving some more, and two grad classes with TONS of nightly homework.

I'm not wanting to wish my summer away, but I'm ready for it to be July already.

BUT--Who cares about that junk. My complaints and fussing just make it boring and this isn't a place for boring. Sarah doesn't do boring.

It's summer and I'm alive, I'm eating well (way too well), and I'm getting tan. That's really all that matters right now.

--AND--

I'm in Florida. Right at this very minute. Writing to you. Sitting on a balcony. All alone. With the salty breeze, and the crashing waves, and my snacks by my side. That reminded me of the Going on a Bear Hunt story, but mine would be:
Going to the Balcony (group echo), Gonna do some homework (echo), I'm not afraid (echo), I've got my MacBook and my snacks by my side (echo).

That was fun. Well, it was only fun for those of you that participated and echoed along. And maybe did the thigh clap along thing, as well.

I've spent every night since I've been in Florida doing stupid homework for my stupid class, but at least I'm doing homework at the beach instead of on my couch. The couch is my usual homework hideout. Sitting on the couch, with the TV on, and, like now, snacks all around. I have quickly discovered that my couch and TV are no match for the beach. Homework is much more tolerable when you know the beach is right below your feet. I'm just thankful to be here. Away from home and on vacation. I needed this in my life. Things were just getting to be a little bit too much back home, you know? There were just some situations and stresses and people that I don't need to think about or see for awhile. This is why God gave us summer. And beaches. And ice cream.

So I promise I'll be back sooner than later to write again. I know, I know. I always say that. I really will, though. I feel inspired here. A break from life tends to do that, huh? I actually have the desire to write this week, and that's something I haven't had for a long time. I'm going to try to roll with it.

And because I can't stop thinking about snacks, let me share with you my Snack of the Week. Yes, I announced that in a loud, booming announcers voice. The Snack of the Week! It's a life changer, guys. If you like pineapple and coconut, you'll love this ice cream. I've downed two pints in the past two days. This is why my butt is the size it is. Back to the ice cream. It's the creation of pineapple and coconut getting together on a hammock while sucking back a few too many Malibu Breezes, which resulted in them having a 14 FL OZ tropical baby. That's the way I see it, anyway. This is their love child and their child is delicious. I would probably name their baby Pinenut. Or Cocoapple. I bet Hollywood hotshots would be all over a name like Cocoapple for their baby. It's the combination of Courtney Cox and David Arquette's daughter, Coco and Chris and Gwyneth's daughter, Apple. Touche.

I suppose you'd have to like pineapple and coconut to find delight within this pint. What a great rhyme! If you hate pineapple and coconut, then you'd hate this. Trust me. I'm just trying to bring the world together, one snack at a time, but I can't please everybody. We've all got different taste buds, and that's okay. I guess.

If I were in a Miss America pageant (I know, I'm cracking up thinking about it too), my stand would be about food and sharing the knowledge of delicious food to all of the citizens in this great land, the home of the brave. Because, you know, I definitely don't want for anybody to ever have to go hungry, but I certainly don't want for anyone to have to miss out on delicious foods. Knowledge is power. We would have food conventions and food parades and we'd all get together and hold our pints of Haagen-Dazs up high and smile while ice cream dripped down our chins and our eyes glazed over in a diabetic state. What a dream.

Well, now that I've probably scared you and you're quickly clicking the 'unfollow' button because it's all coming back to you about how weird I really am, I'll let this be the end. For now.