Nothing says the morning of January 1st quite like chocolate-covered pretzels
New year, new calendars. Good old Get Fuzzy and mini LotR calendar. I’ve got an Ansel Adams daily calendar to keep track of my daily crud I have to do and other important things. All that’s left is to get a wall calendar, although I might skip that one this year.
I seem to have a thing for calendars. Because one just isn’t enough.
My parents came home around 7 last night, as I was contemplating the tuna my mother had in the fridge. My peaceful day immediately became a lot less peaceful as some game was turned on and loud talking ensued. I retreated to the semi-quiet of my room, which I cleaned (well, got the junk off the floor and put the DVDs away) yesterday. I read for a bit, watched The Reduced Shakespeare Company: The Complete Works of Shakespeare (Abridged) and was highly amused.
By then it was 11pm, so I flipped through the channels to see if there were any New Year’s Eve shows worth watching. What I got was Regis, some rappers that were bleeped out several times, and a whole bunch of nothing. So I said Do I really need to watch the ball drop for the billionth year in a row? The answer was NO so I was in bed by 11:30. I guess the world didn’t end, as I’m still here.
Must remember to write 2006 now. I wrote 2004 on the board on the last day of school before Christmas and it took the kids about twenty minutes to pick up on my mistake.
I seem to have a thing for calendars. Because one just isn’t enough.
My parents came home around 7 last night, as I was contemplating the tuna my mother had in the fridge. My peaceful day immediately became a lot less peaceful as some game was turned on and loud talking ensued. I retreated to the semi-quiet of my room, which I cleaned (well, got the junk off the floor and put the DVDs away) yesterday. I read for a bit, watched The Reduced Shakespeare Company: The Complete Works of Shakespeare (Abridged) and was highly amused.
By then it was 11pm, so I flipped through the channels to see if there were any New Year’s Eve shows worth watching. What I got was Regis, some rappers that were bleeped out several times, and a whole bunch of nothing. So I said Do I really need to watch the ball drop for the billionth year in a row? The answer was NO so I was in bed by 11:30. I guess the world didn’t end, as I’m still here.
Must remember to write 2006 now. I wrote 2004 on the board on the last day of school before Christmas and it took the kids about twenty minutes to pick up on my mistake.