15 years

This weekend celebrates our 15th anniversary.
First weekend in October, 1997, I moved to Rockford and in with David.
Good, bad and otherwise- we're OK.
No a big hoop-la (not much of anything really).  We're going out for dinner tonight.

Otherwise:
Homecoming week is over- thank goodness!
Freshman took last overall, but I feel that politics are involved.  Not that there is much I can do about it.
Overall, definitely a learning experience; Not one that I think I'll want to do again.
Stopped in at the dance- drove an hour, stayed about two, and drove back.
Caught the end of the JHS dance, then the HS court presentation and dance.
Frankly, it was SAD.  They do not have the student population- attendance took up maybe a 1/2 of the gym-  nor the money.
Dancing was just a bunch of ass-grinding, if you can call that dancing.
Nevertheless, it is over and done with.

Next- end of quarter; Fall state exams; Fiesta for DdelosM; Thanksgiving.
I'm sure there will be a number of other things added to the mix.

Freeport found a full-time Spanish teacher.  Not sure of all of the info (from Kathy), but I guess she is good and has earned a number of accolades.  The part-timer over at CSMS stated that I taught the students well.
I guess my agreement/ understanding with Ms. Norman for next year was not consummated- I guess I was on the wrong page with that.
I'm crossing my fingers for Keith next year, or something else closer.  Staying at OHS is my plan B.

Three day weekend for Columbus Day and I've just finished my lessons.
Way too tired Friday; yesterday putted around, but finished grades, and went to the dance.  Up at 9 this morning, taking over 3 hours for lessons.
Considering I don't even have to turn them in- why do the work?  Professionalism, that is why.  Still, that is a big chunk of time and I have a shit load of other work to catch up on.
Tomorrow, planning to see Mom.

Looking for another dog.
David and I went to the shelter a couple of weeks ago, having a shih tzu posted online.  A second poodle-mix was there and also a yorkie-mix.
David, of course, could not commit.  I went back yesterday and they are gone, adopted out (hopefully), and nothing that would work with David's allergies.
Planning to go back regularly.

Nothing on the foster care/ adoption front.
Looked at the national database and inquired about a few.

That is all I got.
Things to do.