Wednesday, October 16, 2002

Birthdays are never exactly a hugely fun event for me, but getting through a day with my students definitely didn't ice the cake. If there had been candles on the wildly tasty cakes of the weekend, I would have made a wish for one single lesson plan to work. With thirty-two candles, I would also have wished that my professor had emailed us yesterday informing us that class was canceled, as Daphne and I only discovered this after driving an hour through Brooklyn.

On the plus side, I live in NYC. My mom sent me chicken feed, her own special take on chex mix. I pigged out tonight on it. I did some lesson plans, so I'm basically prepared for tomorrow. This weekend Chris is in town, I have Rannie's blogmeet on Thursday, something on Friday which I'm too tired to remember, and a housewarming party on Saturday. Now I'm off to sleep.

Monday, October 14, 2002

I'm going to bed. I had a WONDERFUL three day weekend, the batteries are recharged, the coke machine is empty, and the frosting/cake craving has been sated. Lesson plans were done, art was hung, rooms were cleaned, shelves were assembled, and passive voice was written.