California Love

Clint and I have been married almost sixteen years.  That blows my mind.  We have been together more of our lives than apart at this point.  Deductive reasoning tells me that we're old, but we don't feel old.  Well, we kind of felt old when we went on our blow-out fifteenth year anniversary trip and managed to go to bed every night by 10, but I digress.

We flew into San Francisco, and we spent a couple of days in the city.  El Nino set in right as we got there, so it poured the rain the first couple of days.  It didn't matter to us.  It was part of the memory.  

From there, we drove down to Monterey.  It is, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen.  We stayed on Cannery Row, and we could hear the waves crash as we slept.  That sounds super romanticized, but it's actually true.  My only regret about Monterey was not getting to stay longer.





As we left Monterey, the weather finally broke, and the sun started to shine.  We drove through Big Sur on one of the bluest days I'd seen in a while.  Before we knew it, we came upon Bixby Bridge, and it took our breath.  Every car commercial I've ever seen couldn't have prepared us for this.  I kind of hate posting pictures of it because I don't think I can even do it justice.





We also stopped at Pebble Beach along this route, which I hear is a pretty famous golf course...haha... Beyond Monterey, we spent the night in Pismo Beach, which had the rolling green hills to the left balanced by the Pacific Ocean to the right.  We met a great couple who retired and opened a wine tasting shop in downtown Pismo.  As we tried different varieties they offered, it was time for the owners to go home.  She let me in on the fact that the Italian place next door was one of the best meals to be had in the town.  They were headed there for dinner, and we told them we were likely headed that way as well.  When they got there, she called back over to say that there was a wait, and that she had put our name on the list.  It was such a quaint little town that kept a little piece of my heart.

After Pismo Beach we spent the day in Santa Barbara.  The red tile roofs were the trademark of the town as well as the art galleries that held unique trinkets.  It was there that we picked up the timeless kid's book "Booger Picker" for Kai.  It was a hit.  We also found a sushi restaurant that reminded us of home.



And then we drove through LA.  And drove.  And drove.  And drove.  And by drove I mean sat in LA  traffic.

 

Dinner in Long Beach came right in time.  We spent the night in Laguna Beach in the most incredible oceanside room.  We met a solider who was there on leave.  He had the skinniest legs I've ever seen, and he was dressed like a Holister ad.  He was everything I thought Laguna Beach would be, but he was going home to Milwaukee...haha.



We ended our trip in San Diego.  Clint's need to take a tour in every city that we visit that offers tours led us to a Mexican restaurant where we watched the kickoff to March Madness.



The strangest/best/most disconcerting thing about the whole trip was not having Kai.  We ate sushi in the hotel room one night, and it was so easy.  We slept with the windows open.  We actually talked to each other.  It was nice to remember how life feels when you aren't working 9000 hours a week and trying to maintain your child's respectable presence in Kindergarten.

He was having it really tough while we were gone spending time at the Chattanooga Aquarium, Pigeon Forge, and the movies with his Nan and Pop.  He was so sad he could barely stand it.

  

This trip has been a long time coming.  It's been on our "Dream Trip" list for several years, and it was everything we wanted it to be.  We are so fortunate to have the support of my mom and dad who allow us to make our marriage a priority.  California was hit!

Here's to new beginnings

I want to be consistent at blogging.  I love to look back and read the posts from a couple of years ago, and I love the fact that Kai can do that someday as well.  But life just wins most of the time. Priorities are different, and exhaustion takes over.  I love my job, and I love my life, but, at the end of the day, there don't seem to be any words left.  I guess high school administration does that to you...haha.

Kai is in Kindergarten.  He loves it, and he has really come into his own.  He is so independent, and he is comfortable at school.  His teacher, Ms. Ellison, is fantastic, and he has grown so much in the last year.  He is really ready for summer, and I can't blame him.  Summer is my favorite time of year too!

Three years ago, I was accepted into the Leadership Academy in Knox County.  I worked at Carter High as a Grad Coach for one year, and then I went to Hardin Valley Academy as an Assistant Principal.  I was so lucky to get to be there because I got to work with the principal who hired me to teach as well as some of teachers with whom I had worked with at West.  It was such a safe place to learn how to be an administrator, and I feel so fortunate to have had the chance to learn in that place with those people.  Besides that, I had an incredible cohort of friends with whom I worked in the Academy.  There were many long nights and lots of long Fridays, but that experience proved to be one of the most powerful learning experiences I have had since I have been in education.  

In 2014, I got the opportunity to help open Career Magnet Academy in Knox County with some incredible educators.  The school itself its worth it's own entire post, but I feel blessed every day that I have the chance to work in such a place.  

To be silent for many years makes it tough to catch up on a blogging site...haha.  Rather than try to figure out what all deserves a spot in this most recent inaugural post, perhaps it's just best to dive in and start all over.  Here's to new beginnings....again.