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I have been working, for now hours, to completely re-design my blog page.  It looks fairly simple-but I did a lot of behind the scenes stuff with the CSS and HTML junk, in my opinion, that turned out nicely.  There are some things I would to like change (like the post divider and signature), but have just lost the patience at the moment.  A lot of what I did was real basic stuff, but after toying around with my blog for some time I am starting to wonder if I should have went to college for something along these lines.  I am a nerd and actually enjoy doing that sort of thing.

On other news, after great debate, I think I am deciding to pick up substitute teaching again a few days a month (maybe 2-3 days a month).  I am quitting working the tanning salon and gearing up to cut back at my other gig, so that frees me up a bit.  As much as I hate to admit it to myself, I am missing the classroom a dash and I think substitute teaching will be just the cure for that. Wish me luck.  Last time I substitute taught, I was 7 months pregnant.  I am not sure I even remember what teaching was like without all the fun pregnancy stuff (morning sickness, hormone swings, swollen feet,  nosy high school students...etc.)  Plus, I got SEVERAL phone calls, personally requesting me (yup I am going brag on myself) to sub, so I figured I better keep that foot in the door for now.   Of course it is summer break at the moment, so that won't be for a few months.

That's all that I have for now.  Check out my new blog get-up and tell me what you love and hate so I can work on polishing it up.

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