I'm back! A little computer snafu put this very piece of techonology that I depend on oh so much more than I thought - into the computer rescue unit for quite a period of time. So much to share and think about since I last posted. The real news is that against my (and other's) better judgement, I went back to the trunchbull of hair stylists. Again, I did receive a great haircut - but this time it came at a heavier price... I actually left with some minor bleeding. I also had to put up with a heapin' helpin' of inappropriate blather to which most of the time I had no response. The verdict: I will grow my hair to my knees before I set my fanny in her chair again.
List six dreams or realities from thje Augusts of your life (with the assumption that you are a school teacher who is dreading the end of summer).
1. That August would unfold just as lazily as July did.
2. That perhaps the classroon fixer-upper fairy would whip my room into shape complete with engaging displays, names on all that needs to be labeled, a complete reorganization of my storage closet, and just for fun - the fairy would leave a delightful scent of freshly mowed grass and steaks grilling that I would be able to turn on and off at my discretion.
3. I think #2 summed it all up - no need for more dreams of August.
Silver Lining: The pinewood derby car is complete and the racer is settled into a happy slumber dreaming of the trophy that could possibly be his tomorrow. This excitement may have trumped the anticipation of Santa - if not, a close second.