I'm just a ray of sunshine.

The bestie and I planned our joint retirement party via Google chat today. I suppose it's okay that we aren't at the same school as long as we have Google chat.

Our retirement party will be Vegas themed, of course. And immediately after we eat our cake--I imagine them to be playing cards with our faces on it and the number of years worked in either hearts or diamonds--we will jet off to Vegas.

Alas, we have miles to go.

January is particularly torturous. After spending money like fiends, we go on a budget. After baking and eating like it's 1999, we diet and exercise. After having two weeks off from the classroom and no essays to speak of, we are thrown into the longest month of the year. Long and painful is January.

I miss waking up when 2nd hour should be starting. I miss making fresh lunches rather than the leftovers in my mini-fridge. I miss getting to plan whatever activities I want with my favorite people.

This was the last night before school started back. Zoo Lights!

Joseph, Baby Will, the other Jeff D., Jessi

Thank god for the Wheat Thins. They were the only thing keeping him in the wagon.