Before the big Move... I had to say goodbye to my 3rd graders. I was so sad to leave that chapter of my life behind (I knew I was pregnant with Tyson at this point) that I took a couple pictures to remember my soon to be "old life" as a teacher. Maybe I will return to teaching in the classroom one day. For now, though, it's all teaching at home for me (as long as I am able to be there).


Okay, so there are more than a just a couple shots of the room.... I really did love teaching.

Motorcycling in Moab

I am sure from the title of this little entry you can tell that this is another time when Greg and I were not together. (This is becoming a history of our lives instead of a tribute to our time together--oh well, there would be one entry I've decided if I only wrote about the trip(s) we took together before Tyson was born). Back to Greg... Greg loves to ride his dirt bike. He has experienced serious withdrawals here in Jacksonville, where he has had to take up ultimate Frisbee and golf as substitutes for riding. In Las Vegas he and his friends went riding almost every weekend, and had riding trips planned for every holiday. A trip that became an annual event (once Greg convinced all of his dental friends that they needed to buy bikes--and they did) was their spring break trip to Moab, Utah.