Happy Happy Happy Saturday, chicks and peeps! Okay, so let me brag on Steve for a second. One of his work colleagues heads up a ministry to feed the hungry at a "live-in" motel in Santa Ana. People live in this motel from week to week, as long as they can afford it. Every Sunday, this ministry provides breakfast and a Sunday school type lesson for those who stay to listen. Panera ... Read More about Five for Fraturday
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Guilty
Hooray for the weekend! I'm really worried about a big case of the Sunday night blues . . . seeing as how I've escaped them for the last two weekends. Also, I can now officially tell you that the hubby was out of town all week (remember he does not like cyber space to know that he is gone so I am not allowed to advertise in case a cyber stalker figures out where I live, and ... Read More about Guilty
Class Picture
Alright so . . . this week I don't have a Five for Fraturday. GASP! I know! Here's why. I had a normal week. I taught. My kids learned. I taught again. Some of my kids learned and some of my kids tuned me out. I taught again. Repeat for five days total. At home, I walked on the treadmill, I worked, I slept, I saw Steve briefly, I walked on the treadmill, I worked, I slept, I ... Read More about Class Picture
Teddy Bear Day and Pasta (?)
Well. Today was busy. I am so happy and relieved that I have tomorrow off to recover. I've been catching up on some blogs and I've noticed that not everyone has tomorrow off. Isn't it President's Day? Isn't everyone supposed to? I've also heard that some of you have the entire week off . . . and I will not go into detail about how that makes me feel. We had ... Read More about Teddy Bear Day and Pasta (?)
Talk About It Tuesday
People. Listen up. I have almost nothing to say about the Beverly Hills Housewives Reunion Part 3. Almost. I do have to say that this here junkie still has the shakes. I was disappointed. I wanted more. More drama. More fights. More tears. More gossip. More, more, more. As far as Kim goes . . . it's just sad. I have ... Read More about Talk About It Tuesday