It's been a good week. This will be quick, so I hope emmaco doesn't mind if I use her format of Happy Things from my week.

1. Thanksgiving was lovely. All the food turned out well, and was done at the same time. Yay. The rolls were to die for.
2. Although I lost at Scrabble, like always, I didn't disgrace myself. And I redeemed myself a little by not ( Read more... )

I'm off to Ohio tomorrow night, for a week of fun with friends and family.  Packing a winter coat for spring break seems a little crazy, though.  Internet access may be spotty.  Later!

Over the weekend I visited Beaufort, South Carolina, a lovely antebellum town on the coast in the southern part of the state.
( (It's pronounced Biew-furt) )

I went on a short cruise this week.

My first one. I don't know that I'll ever go on another. The motion of the ship and I didn't really get along too well. I didn't feel sick until I got home, then blech. And there were a few too many raucous drunken people around most of the time. Parts of it, though, were very nice.

For a week I contemplated what ( Read more... )

A few quick things.

I got a $1000 grant from IBM to buy a collection of books for our super-low readers, written on a K-3 grade level.  Yay.  I think they'll be excited to see we have books just for them.

An exciting day yesterday.  I swear I'm not making this up.  First, one of our 7th grade students went into labor.  The receptionist was timing her ( Read more... )

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Driving to Cleveland for a funeral.  Back on Saturday.  Should have some internet access, but we'll see.

I've said for years that I'd like to live closer to the coast but I don't know if I really could. My hair was a curly, frizzy mess the entire time I was there. Someone said, "I didn't know hair could stick out in so many directions." My hair and I are back to normal today.

Saw three lighthouses and climbed to the top of one (257 steps, yes, as tall ( Read more... )

The week hasn't gotten much better, thus the Happy Post (I'm stealing
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I posted this in Chatzy, but thought I'd put it here, too.

Funny story, and I swear it's true. A year or so ago, a rodent-creature got in through the attic and ended up in my bedroom. Ozzie sat and watched it scurrying around, leaving little trails of poop, and me scurrying around after it. I caught it in a box and said, "WTF IS this thing??" I ( Read more... )