It doesn't seem to have quite the punch now.
Here's what it would have looked like anyway...
Father
With all that has happened in the last couple of years, I still get to come home to people that like me no matter what. LC and his battle stories with the girls at school and Kate...well, she just is. Her smile lights up the room. The infectious laugh...the hugging (finally!)...she just makes my day.
Husband
Intentionally left blank.
Move along...nothing to see here.
Tutor
It's been about 4 weeks since I began tutoring. I thought I would post more on it, but I've been so busy with everything else that I just never go to it. That should change now though, at least for awhile.
There is nothing like having to communicate complex systems to those who don't know the first thing about databases. Where do you start?
Last week was especially difficult. We had to diagram some tables based on one paragraph of requirements. This was more inline with logical modeling as well, which I don't have a lot of experience with. Which means, you have to represent (as I understood it anyway) your relationships without use of an intersection table. WTF?
Coach
One of the best things in the world. If you ever have the opportunity to coach young children, take it! Yes, it's painful at times. Yes, it is like herding cats. Yes, they do not listen. <-- does that even make sense?
But...you can yell at them for an hour straight. I don't mean the jerk kind of yelling, I mean the fun, obnoxious kind of yelling. Whatever that is.
For whatever reason, I'm naturally loud. Amazingly, I get louder on the baseball field.
There is no better way to turn your day around than by yelling at a bunch of kids. The best stress-reliever of all time possibly.
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Kindergarteners playing soccer has always been one of my favorite things. Especially when the coach would loose 3 players to a butterfly flitting around the field.
@girlgeek
That's another reason I love to yell at them...keep their attention on the game. It's not butterflies anymore though, it's each other and this apparently strong desire to tackle one-another.
Hey Chet,
I have your coupon book, but not sure where to send it. Send me your address and I'll pop it in the mail. If you can't respond to this post, you know my work email addy.
Hope the job search is going well. Sorry it didn't work out at FST.
Take care!
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