I'm not one to frequently quote Elvis, but there you go.  I'm sure my sentiments that inspire the title were much different from his though - or whoever wrote the song.

Our due date is just around the corner in January - making it particularly hard to jump on the Christmas band wagon this year.  As a kid with health problems I prided myself on not ( Read more... )

Robert Edward Gallagher IV was born silently at 10:50 am on Friday, September 26th.  Even though he was born incredibly early and had lots of internal problems he was beautiful.  He was named well, as he looked noticeably like his father.

We were hesitant about seeing him prior to his birth, but were advised by numerous doctors and the grievance ( Read more... )

Today was a good day.  Well, not good -- better ( Read more... )

There was a girl in high school who hated me.  To be completely truthful though, I think she hated everyone.  I don't remember having any classes with her in middle school, and in high school the only class we shared was orchestra.  I was only in orchestra once or twice a month, and she played the cello and sat on the opposite side of the room.  I ( Read more... )

This week we had our marching band camp all week for the high school. My body is clearly not used to the schedule of working from 8:00 to 4:30 with an hour break, and I was exhausted during every second I spent at home all week ( Read more... )

People, and especially American people, tend to overdose on a lot of things.  Too much food, too much alcohol, too much sleep, too much sun...  You can even overdose on water, and last year someone did.  Is there anything that you can't have too much of?

Laughter?  Can laughing too much hurt you?  I dont' think so.

And so the countdown to the end of summer begins.  For most of my educator friends the countdown is drawing very near to "blast off," but I don't start back in the classroom until September.  (One of my classrooms is still under construction.)  I did, however, already start up with my marching band duties ( Read more... )

I'm growing rather impatient to inform my friends that I'm "with child."  Not only so that I don't have to make any more excuses as to why I'm suddenly strictly non-alcoholic, or to give them the joy of anticipating the baby, but selfishly because I want opinions on clothes.  Due to the repeated abuse of my abdomen by dialysis, a kidney transplant ( Read more... )

 You know what's awesome ( Read more... )

Ahhh summer ( Read more... )