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fall is turning me into an alcoholic because all i want to do is wrap myself up in a blanket and drink hot cider and whiskey.
tonight martha and i had a vertible autumnal cornucopia which included: creamy tomato soup, squash casserole, some edamame shumai (note the underlying east-west theme), and washed it all down with cider and whiskey of course.
my kidz have been krazy. let's just say that i made a kid cry for the first time (she got a 65 on her journal--it was better than the grade she deserved and she knew it, but i still almost cried with her) and had to take a kid out into the hall to give him a talking to (i felt like such an idiot--he saw right through my scary-authoritative facade). The first appearence of tears opened a floodgate apparently because I have since comforted several other teary-eyed eighth graders (whose tears were due to unrelated circumstances).
tomorrow: across the narrows at coney island with kc! beck/belle & sebastian/raveonettes/polyphonic spree!!!
tonight martha and i had a vertible autumnal cornucopia which included: creamy tomato soup, squash casserole, some edamame shumai (note the underlying east-west theme), and washed it all down with cider and whiskey of course.
my kidz have been krazy. let's just say that i made a kid cry for the first time (she got a 65 on her journal--it was better than the grade she deserved and she knew it, but i still almost cried with her) and had to take a kid out into the hall to give him a talking to (i felt like such an idiot--he saw right through my scary-authoritative facade). The first appearence of tears opened a floodgate apparently because I have since comforted several other teary-eyed eighth graders (whose tears were due to unrelated circumstances).
tomorrow: across the narrows at coney island with kc! beck/belle & sebastian/raveonettes/polyphonic spree!!!