what is more exciting than a four day school week? i'll tell you..nothing. i think thats why i always use to love the first week of school, its not because you meet your new professors and you have your own mini scavenger hunt in your sociology class to see how many hot guys you can count..but its because right after friday you don't have to go to school till tuesday and of course it turns out i have only one class on tuesdays that starts at 2:30.
thats how its done ladies and gents.
i in fact went to logan on friday to see the newmans. and of course my brown child was the most excited when i stood at the top of the hill and shouted that i had arrived. she came and jumped on me and showed me that she had lost her first tooth. a huge milestone in her brown little life. she told me all about life as a kindergartener and how much she loved it, and thank goodness for that because she hated preschool. all the boys seemed pretty excited to see me and daniel even hugged me. i know i know, i had to take a step back to process all of that too. my little monny has a little kid in her class that she has grown to fallen in love with his freckles. i mean freckles are pretty dang cute so i would understand why she would. although this affair will last more than likely until he does something stupid, BIG step for mon. we went to sleep pretty early and we lied there and she just told me all of her stories about her first week of 4th grade. and this kid whose name i swore i wouldnt tell anyone.
sorry guys..
the rest of the weekend i have spent doing laundry, reading way too many amounts of sociology and eating junkfood. i have also come to the conclusion that i think i like memorial day way more than labor day. that is unless i had a house in the hamptons to go to from memorial day to labor day.. then id love them both equally. a girl can dream. and the routine starts back up tomorrow. boooooooooooo
as i sit at my kitchen table and right a paper about myself that i have to give my english professor on wednesday i am watching the boys in my apartment complex i guess play "shirts vs. "skins" of a game of basketball and i dont know why they would allow a pale white elephant be a "skin. i have to now close my blinds.
good day er'body!
