Our schedules have been incredibly intense for the last few weeks, school, work, dental work, papers, dental work, tests, dental work...
The light at the end of the tunnel has finally appeared. Thanksgiving is next week, and our school work has tapered off, I get a 5 day break off from work, and my root canal is behind me. Giant sigh.
So yes, I'm alive (barely), and I'm semi-ready to begin writing on my blog again.
And on that note, I give you this.
Me: Close the bedroom door!
Trent: But I like it when Spook sleeps with us. He needs a curfew.
Me: Just like you. You'd play video games and stay up all night if you could. I don't know where you'd be without a girlfriend.
Trent: I'd be a happy camper.
Me: [With pained look on my face] So I'm the only thing keeping you from the happy camp site?