I think I'm getting back into the routine. Work, kids at school, kids at after school things, dinner prep, etc. I worked today since one of the guys took a day off and our boss fails to get shifts covered. My friend called me yesterday to see if I would work so they wouldn't be short this am. Yep, I got up at 3:30 am. It's not too bad since I don't have to do it every Saturday anymore. Work went fine, too. There is one woman with whom I work on Sundays who can't stand me. I know, unbelievable, right? Anyway, she was there today working for someone. I think her face would crack if she smiled. I don't know why some people are so joy-less. I do know that those kind of people really have a hard time with people like me. Yep, I like to be polite and nice and friendly to my coworkers. I do tend to see the sunny side of things, too. Oh well. I'm just glad I don't have to work with her everyday. It would totally suck.

Speaking of work, I'm already dreaming of my next trip. Hmmmmm. Where will I go? I do hope the kids and I can go to San Antonio in October. Pete has a conference and it would be a good time. Not to mention, the hotel would be paid for! I've never been there and there's the Alamo to see.

Flamenco at La Carboneria

Spain!

The above pictures are of the Spanish countryside taken from the high speed train on our way to Seville. So far, I love it!

It's very hot in Seville. There are little misters over the tables on the streets at the outdoor cafes. Like broccoli at the grocery store. It's so dry here the mist evaporates before it lands on you. I had heard it was hot in Seville.

Today, we hope to go to the Alcázar and the Giralda Tower. And then tonight, a real Flamenco. Can't wait!

The apples and peaches are ready and falling off the trees. I need to make a peach tart. I found a Paula Dean recipe that sounds good and delicious. I think I'll have to freeze some peaches and make the tart when I get back from my trip.

Yes, my trip. If all goes as planned, I'll be on my way to Spain on Wednesday. I'm a little nervous. Hopefully, I'll make it to Madrid and then take a train to Seville. The forecast looks hot and sunny. I've heard this is the true Spain.

No time like the present...

I was reminded today what really matters after I dropped off my kids at school. The mother of one of my son's classmates is fighting metastatic breast cancer. The child is 7. She asked me how my summer was. My summer? I reflected quickly and said, "no complaints." Yeah, I wish I had gone the whole summer without complaining. I have nothing to complain about when compared to this family. But, she is there putting on her brave face and saying she is worried about her daughter. I can only imagine.

I don't know if I mentioned this or not, but my boss said there is a part-time position available at work. Of course, he told me about it after I had heard him interviewing people and asking them if they wanted part-time flex or part-time. And he said the reason he hadn't mentioned it to me sooner was he was waiting to see if a former employee would be able to come back. So, while he may have apologized for the blatant gender discrimination, I feel like it is still there. The perk to going part-time is I would be sent to the training I was promised during recruitment. Never believe a recruiter. I told him I was interested, but it's only because I want the training. My flight benefits will remain the same which is why I figure why bother with committing more hours per week at work? I'm wishing I had a crystal ball about now.