My Easter shoes!
I had a poetry class after school and it was so inspiring that I stopped on my way home to buy pens (I am very picky about pens) and other inviting supplies. I indulged my love for smelly stuff and purchased scented markers. I can't wait to smell them.
Guess what? I get to teach sixth grade next year! I asked earlier this year, but you don't always get what you ask for. I'm thrilled. Is there anything cuter than an eleven year old? It means I have to move classrooms. That sort of makes me want to say, "ugh". I DO like to decorate classrooms, though.
I'll share some of the poetry ideas. I can't wait. The teacher is my favorite kind of presenter. He's articulate, humble, full of ideas, and NICE. I like nice people very very much.
I have been picking up the pace as I pad around the house. I figure I can scurry a bit in appreciation of my bunny slippers. Hop! Hop! Hop! Well, more like hip hip hitch shuffle.
It's cold here. We're having a bit of a break from spring weather. It's okay. It makes bed feel more snugly.
April showers bring May flowers. Whee!