So, I was all set to right what I’m sure would have been an insightful and life changing post this morning…
but then my phone rang.
Who was it? The secretary from the school where I made a friend a few weeks ago. They had a last minute sub job, could I come in?
Here’s a little secret: secretaries run the school. So getting a direct call from the secretary? That my friends is a good, good thing.
So I spent all day teaching 4th graders (with no friends! Score!) and now I’m running around like crazy as my brother, his wife, and dear sweet monster baby are going to be here in a few hours.
I have been told that monster baby has taken to dancing on tables. I’m excited for that.
Last night we had some sort of mexicanish soup, using the last of the pot roast
And check out the saddest lunch ever I took with me to work
Sorry this is a lame post, but I need to get cleaning! My house has things like this laying around
OH! Best part of the day?
Totally a kid named Lolita.
Let’s share terrible names, shall we? I’ve also met a child named Socrates. No joke.