It's almost summer break! I am incredibly happy about that, because I am tired of marking for report cards. I'm gonna miss my kids. Especially since I have been applying for TONNES of jobs here in the city or in Calgary. I will no doubt cry on the last day. All of my boys will feel all awkward as I hug them, and some of my girls will too, but hopefully they will happily remember this year and not hate me forever.
My parents, Sarah and I went to Vegas last weekend. I loved it, again. My sister, however, did NOT, and I wanted to punch her many, many times while we were there. It wasn't her first choice of vacation, but my parents have always wanted to go. My dad eliked it a lot, and he was already talking about going back the second day that we were there. I'm hoping that I am able to go with them when they go. I love that city. I love the weather, and the hotels, and hanging out in pools and pretty much everything. Although I wish that it was more free. And going to 'Paris' and 'Venice' is not as good as the real thing by a long shot.
I love to travel, as indicated by my compass tattoo. Right now I really want to go back to England this summer, but I also have the grown up desire to buy a house, and travelling as much as I would like to doesn't really allow me to save enough to do that. Sometimes being a grown up sucks.