Hola, Blog Readers! Have you been missing me? What, really, you have, because I don't see any comments posted on here trying to woo me back or to encourage publication. Well...... I'm here anyway. I've been on another long-term subbing adventure. It's senior English this time, well five classes of seniors, and one class of sophomores. That's a whole bunch of kiddos to learn how to identify and the tricky part is that it seems almost one third of them are named either Katelyn or Courtney (with various spellings). We're just coming off of spring break and last weekend we made a trip to Cleveland to meet up with Stormy and Nick. We celebrated my 55th birthday with dinner out, and then the next morning, we met Emmet and Emily and their almost-one-year-old twins, Henry and Eli. This is not a good photo, I realize, but it's Grandma Stormy chatting it up with Eli at one end of the table.... ...and this is Henry down at at the other end, by his dad and me. Henry is distracted by a fetching young lady at the table behind us (one of his own kind). Even though my school was on break, West Noble School Corporation was not, which meant I still had to teach GED classes on Tuesday and Thursday evenings. I also graded tests and put in grades and I had two teeth pulled. The intent is to put in implants, if I have enough bone to support them. To help with this, some bone grafting was done. I was originally told that the bone would either be cow or cadaver. (either would make an interesting ice-breaker topic in social or team-building settings, I thought) But, I forgot to ask them which flavor I got. So, I guess it'll always be a mystery. Cow....or Cadaver? Yesterday, we drove down to Indy and visited with Lindsey, who just began the second trimester of her pregnancy (see Lindsey's blog, if interested) We watched basketball, went to Scotty's for dinner, watched more basketball, went to church, went to Granite City for Sunday brunch, did a little shopping, and watched more basketball. This is Puppa Bon-Bon giving me the "Please don't put me in my cage, Grandma, while you go shopping" sad look. Good news, Puppa. You're going to help Grandpa spread mulch. No cage for you! Well, this is all I have for you. I must get back to class preparation. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. How could we spice that up, I wonder?