School has started. Which means our lives are over, again. Andrew is way busier than I am this quarter. He has 4 classes (Midi Notation, Music History, Conducting & Theory), 5 ensembles (Wind Symphony, Orchestra, 12 o'clock Jazz Band, 2 o'clock Jazz Band, and Western Brass), trumpet lessons, and a 20 hour a week job. This is Andrew's first quarter working in the instrument library. Right now they are really busy but I think it is turning out to be a great job.
I have only 2 classes that require actual class time and the remainder of my credits are independent study aimed at getting me started on my thesis/research paper. I also am working 20 hours a week as a graduate assistant for the Special Education Department and about 15 hours a week as a caregiver for a woman with disabilities.
Andrew bought a trumpet. Thanks to our financial aid, scholarship, and loan money for this quarter Andrew was able to pick up a C trumpet for a good price. Driving down to Seattle was our last act before school started on Wednesday. Now all he needs (that I know about) is a flugelhorn, an Eb trumpet, a Piccolo trumpet, and a D trumpet.
Abbey is back with us. Last night at work I happened to be looking at the pet section of Craigslist and what did I see but a posting that "our" kitten was being put up for adoption. After talking to our neighbors we got her back today and I am going to get her spayed tomorrow. She is still cute and adorable, just a little bit longer and a lot of bit fiestier.
We have tomatoes. Lot and lots of them. I thought they might stop growing when the weather got cold again but right now they are still coming on strong and I am keeping my fingers crossed.
Get used to this. New bulletins, flashbacks, and book reviews maybe the only type of posts that you see for a while. We don't have much of a life during the school. Maybe if I get caught up this weekend you can see some pictures of Andrew's trumpet, Abbey, and our tomatoes. Maybe if I get motivated you can read some book reviews about all the books I have been reading and not posting about (that isn't sarcasm).