Ok, I know I’m a day late, but the picture is just too cute not to share.
I think my mind is frozen….literally. Here in the Deep South we’re in the Deep Freeze. There was no Easter bonnet for me…..only ear muffs.
Many thanks to Dear Sister for the picture seen here…she sent it in an email that greeted me as I returned to reality…er….school…this morning.
The cold front hit the beach last Wednesday so it was muy, muy frio at Gulfshores. I was unable to sit on the beach in my lovely beachchair and write. I was severely disappointed, but the alternative to not being at the cold beach was being in cold Atlanta where I would be faced with cleaning house and lesson planning. Seriously…..which would you choose?
Even with the cold we managed to have a great time wasting quarters at the arcades and go-cart tracks, eating, and exploring. Dear Hubby did a fantastic job securing a lovely condo for us. I really didn’t want to leave…..Soon I’ll write about our day trip across Mobile Bay by ferry, nearly getting caught in a forest fire in Bayou la Batre, and looking over storm damage that remains in Biloxi, Mississippi.
But now I’m back in my reality.
Thank goodness the powers that be in my school system built in another day to Spring Break for a teacher work day. I stumbled into my classroom at 8 a.m. to a room that had had no heat throughout our little cold snap. It finally warmed up at 2 p.m. I had 54 emails (7 from someone named Inga who wants to be my “special friend” and 5 from someone who thinks I need viagra). It’s absolutely amazing at what gets through the filter.
All of a sudden I have several things that must be done within the next two days including meetings, conferences, and midterm grades are due next week.
Don’t even get me started on late bus duty for the next two weeks.
This afternoon we had THE meeting before THE testing starts. It’s not like I didn’t need anything else to get my blood pressure up.
I’ll get back to regular history blogginess tomorrow, but for right now I need to take several deep breaths, remain as flexible as Gumby, and smile, smile, smile.