Time for my monthly blog. So what's new? Well I have began (and about to finish) my preservice teaching experience. It's been totally positive, I'm at a private catholic school in Fairview Park called St. Angela Merici. I am with kindergarten kids every single morning... pretty much teaching. I love the kids, all of them, I know that is a cliche thing that most girls would say but let that be a testament that a guy can say how cute these kids are. I love the teaching, I love the interaction, I love the school; and yet the idea of me being a teacher still does not work for me. I can't deal with the evaluations, assessments, conferences, meetings, forms and files... just the hell with it, I don't want any of it. Any suggestions of what to do?

Because of this teaching stuff, I have had a complete life style change. Many of you know me as the guy who would stay up till 6 am and then get up at 3:30 pm... no longer my friends. I can rarely stay up barely past 1:00 am, and that's on a weekend, and I never sleep till noon on weekends, for I am often up at 7 on weekdays. It's a lame life, and I miss what I used to be able to do. I will admit though it is nice to not wake up and say "did the sun even come up today?" But I have been working hard and sleeping like a baby, which are not Kevin Kelly traits.

But onto other news! I am 22 now! I'm not sure if that is good news but I always say birthdays are God's way of saying I have let you live this long so far, many have died younger than you but I've done what I can to keep you alive. There really wasn't one huge thing or gathering for my birthday, it really happened over the span of a week. Last Saturday my parents got me a book of Mr. Rogersisms and a new cell phone (it's hot!) Sunday we had an A Cappella Fellas gig, first one of the year, it was pretty cool, the audience loved us, I'd like to think we have a knack for entertaining. My brother got me some Dane Cook stuff and my sisters got me "Kevie bags." That would be stuff full of Kevie things (pringles, little debbies stuff, blank cd's, you get the idea.) Monday Mare took me out for banana bread and fruit, and gave me THE best watch ever. This thing is sexy, hell I'm more attracted to me now. It's all shiny and blue backgrounded and awesome. So we got that refitted yesterday, before we saw "Walk the Line" and had birthday dinner #2. Been a pretty good weekend.

Thanksgiving is coming up, I have the whole week off which is awesome. Don't call me because I will probably be sitting and doing all the nothing I can possibly chill out of myself. I really have not been my chillful self lately, too busy. What is my ideal Thanksgiving? Here's how it would go; I wake up and watch the parade with my brother. After that it's hard core cleaning time and everything, but to keep the atmosphere light, we keep some football on in the background. Maybe after that my sister and I would string some cranberries so we can put them around the turkey. Usually we lose track of time and we are still in our pj's before our incredibly early coming cousins walk in the door. So we rush upstairs and then a half hour later drag our butts down to start the "fun." I try to avoid playing checkers or some game with my cousins but eventually I gotta play, while we watch more football. Then around 4:00 we have that dinner that makes you feel good about being alive... until you are finished eating, and then you want to die. To work off the food, my brother and cousin and I toss the football around outside and run some cool plays. Just when we think it is getting late, the family leaves, and we get to enjoy cleaning the house while watching some prime time Thanksgiving stuff (usually the Grinch or Home Alone.) Then to top it off, I sleep easy knowing I have no school the next day. That is the ideal Thanksgiving for me!

This blog was way too long, but humor never get's the shaft.

So a man goes to the doctors office and he's sitting in the room with that paper gown. The doctor finally comes in and says "And how are we feeling today?" The man says "well I'm fine, I'm not sure about you though..."

get it?


posted by Kevin at 3:08 PM