Life on Planet Caddick

Wow! I can't believe I've been gone so long. I think about blogging here a lot, but then I realize that honestly, we aren't doing anything that awesome. I guess that's not the point though - the point is to get stuff down as a record mostly for myself. So I will try to be better. It's time to pick curriculum for next year. I don't know why this is so agonizing - and it gets worse as we get closer to high school. I'm planning 8th grade now. 8th grade {insert big 'Home Alone' face here}! I knew it was coming, yet somehow I'm still not completely prepared. I've realized that no matter how it's presented, Zach hates History. That it was always my favorite subject doesn't matter to him at all. So, I'm going to teach the way I want to and he's just going to have to get with the program. I'm going to go with Sonlight (World History Core W) for that and LA (since they come together). We will still do Lifepacs for Science. I'm

It snowed on our wedding day. I made the guys wear peach cummerbunds and bow ties. Except my soon to be husband and dad - they wore white and black respectively. My soon to be arrived on location before I did. Good thing too since apparently bows had not been changed to the correct color (um, peach) and since I really was being a big ol' witch (but with a b) it would have been very bad for the lady who was supposed to change them. I also made my sisters wear shorter heels (or no heels) so I would be the tallest one in all the pictures of us girls. Yep, I said witch - remember? We had more people in our wedding than at our wedding. I requested chocolate cake with (yep, you guessed it) peach flowers. I was 28; Erik was 23. For some reason my MIL thought I was younger. Much younger. I don't know why - I never lied about my age. I knew I was robbing the cradle! One week after our ceremony I left my man in AZ and headed back to Germany, where I was stationed at the time.