Not enough time...

Well, to my "two" followers... I haven't had time to update my blog because I went back to work, to school and there aren't enough hours in the day. So, today being Saturday... I checked e-mail, facebook and got to the blog. Yesterday at work one of my "kids" (not biological) fell face first on the pavement while playing dodgeball. Needless to say it was not a pretty picture. Of course boys all think this is grand when they get "bloody". I thought he had been in a car wreck and almost fainted. Seriously though he kept saying "I'm okay Ms. Jill". It is so funny- I am supposed to be the counselor and the kids end up counseling me. But I know that I was not meant to be a nurse. I can't stand needles or anything that is beneath the surface of our skin. I am also not an "outside person" or a "sports person"- too many injuries. My child was okay after they cleaned him up, but it was pretty scary at first glance. My real children (as opposed to my "fake children") are pretty good at doing "gross" things as well. Jennamarie pretends she is a vet and practices on our cats. So far, no surgery or anything. (nobody call PETA) The other day I heard the cat racing around in the hall and she had tied his two back legs together. She said she made a cast for his leg, it was broken. I said YOU DON'T TIE UP THE CAT!!! So, we were in class Thursday night and our professor asked a thought provoking question. He said, "Why did you become a counselor?" He said, "You have chosen to work with people who are depressed, mentally disturbed and pretty much at the end of their rope -WHY would you do this? I'm still pondering that question.
All I could tell him was "I love it!" ???????