Did you make it?
We got our morning recess AND our lunch recess. And then it was determined that the blacktop was too hot for our afternoon recess. The blacktop that is actually more of a light gray. But, hey? Who am I to argue? Or complain? Or whine? Or gripe?
I might have growled, but it was just a natural instinct, and not on purpose or thought out in any way.
So, I had some comments about the printing on my whiteboard.
One of the first comments was from my BBFF, Hadar. She wanted to know how I could write that high.
I’ll just go on record and say that the whiteboard doesn’t go to the ceiling.
And I stand on my tiptoes.
Then I got several comments and a couple of emails about my printing. That it was neat. And could be a font.
I can’t stand my printing on the whiteboard. Mainly because it slants one way or the other . . . and I need to have the perfect marker. And if I’m in front of the kids, it’s super sloppy. I wrote “Take One” for P.I.N. at least
ninety three times before I was okay with it.
I DO like my printing when it’s on paper. And if I have the right pen. And if I’m in a good mood. And if the stars align. And if I have ice cream nearby.
Close up Evidence
I don’t know. It’s okay. Sometimes I’ve been accused of writing too small. Tiny, if you will.
Well, if that’s not weird, then I don’t know what is (well, maybe it was weird when I had last name envy of a pastor at our church this weekend whose last name was Boss, and instead of concentrating on the message, I thought about what it would be like to be called Mrs. Boss. I still want to be married to my husband. I just wish this pastor was my husband’s father so we could be the Boss family, and my kids would call me Mrs. Boss. I might have spent a weird amount of time thinking about it, is all I’m saying).
I think my printing slants too much. I try not to slant in front of the kids. In person, and in my printing.
So . . . that’s all.
I was just wondering about printing. Do you like your printing?