1. This is my desk.
I cleaned up for this picture . . .
2. This is the face of a teacher who is imagining that her florescent lights produce sun beams instead of talking gas and will tan her pasty cheeks.
(I was trying for a look of longing here, instead it looks like I'm trying to give you a peek up my nose.)
3. This is the cat that threw up a hair ball at the foot of my bed that I stepped in when I got home from school. . . with bare feet.
This cat is on hair ball medication AND has hair ball preventative food AND treats AND vomits every 3 days. . . usually on my bed.. . . while I am in it.
3. This is the tiny stapler that I must use to make all 48 of my goodie bags for meet the teacher tonight.
. . . . note the stapler in picture 1. It was supposed to come home. I wonder why I didn't see it there . . . . .
4. This is the post of a teacher who just wanted to let you know that she is in the boat with you and knows how tired you all are. She feels you. (Not like your body, like your feelings, she feels your feelings).
Now she must go and staple teeny tiny staples 96 times and then she can sleep.
If you have made it this far you probably need a pick me up. Check out this video about prancercising . ..
I might do this at recess on the track tomorrow. :)