So I haven't blogged in a while, and I am sorry faithful readers, I noticed a trend in my blogging. I think about once or twice a month is all you are gonna get.
don't cry. it will be okay.
This past weekend I had a blast. Amazing. Stupendous. and totally, completely OUT OF CONTROL fun times. We went to Pattaya, to the Hard Rock Hotel. One of two international hard rock hotels, the other one is in Bali.
More to come in the form of pictures, but here are the highlights:
**GIANT pool with different areas....one part was even sandy on the bottom and had faux rocks on the side. This pool even had a trampoline to bounce right into the water...poor Christo....I TOLD him not to do a swan dive off of it, but did he listen?!?!
** King's Club members (we paid a little extra to be members for the day....it was WORTH it!!!)
**Bocce Ball Poolside...
**Foam Dance Party
**Sauna and relaxing by the poolside
Monday, September 24, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
9/11 I remember
I remember 9/11. It seems as though it was just yesterday. I was a bright eyed and bushy tailed teacher, still very wet behind the ears. It was my first day at Bryn Mawr, my second job, as my first teaching job had lasted only 4 days and was told I was needed at a different school. I remember getting up and turning on the TV to see the plane crashing into the first twin tower.
It felt surreal.
Time slowed down as I realized that I was not watching the Terminator or some Holleywood stunt. Then the next thing I thought of was my brother. As a Marine, he would be needed.
At that time, we didn't know much, but I just had a knot in my stomach as I knew the unexpected would change things. I feel at times, very selfish because I am happy he is home now. Safe.
I wish that all Army, Airforce, Navy and Marine families could feel the same.
A lot has changed since that day.
And a lot has not so much.
It felt surreal.
Time slowed down as I realized that I was not watching the Terminator or some Holleywood stunt. Then the next thing I thought of was my brother. As a Marine, he would be needed.
At that time, we didn't know much, but I just had a knot in my stomach as I knew the unexpected would change things. I feel at times, very selfish because I am happy he is home now. Safe.
I wish that all Army, Airforce, Navy and Marine families could feel the same.
A lot has changed since that day.
And a lot has not so much.
Monday, September 03, 2007
Pirate Weekend....AHHHOOOYYYYYY!!!!!
So we had SUCH a GREAT time in Koh Samet this weekend....we took two 27 people Montri Buses down to the Rayong Pier and then two 30 person speed boats straight to the beach and hopped out like Gilligan's crew, straight onto the beach of Tub Tims. We had a wonderful dinner right on the beach. We danced the night away. But I do believe that my FAVORITE part was creating a treasure hunt for the kids that came with us. There were 10 kiddos, and Kelli helped me create notes and hide them in different places along the beach. The kids were running all over the place, like the Lord of the Flies. Everyone had a wonderful time, and I even got a tattoo!!! Well, don't worry Mama, it's not real....it will come off in about 2 weeks. :)
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