First of all here is a promise: Daffodils from the grocery store are very special but REAL daffodils WILL come because SPRING IS going to come. It will. It has to and all this shivering we are doing even on the first day of the LOVE month will pass away and new, sweet blooms and longer days await us. That promise was completely for my benefit.
Even if Mr. Groundhog says that we are going to have more winter, Miss Bug was born on Groundhog Day one year ago. She is a ray of sunshine. So there. She has grown into such a sturdy little girl and she says that soon we'll be running in the green grass and having big messy tea parties in Granny's back yard. Happy Birthday, Miss Bug!
Today, I was feeling very Monday-ish, so I really should have given my students a "heads up" at the beginning of class. When almost half of them did not have the homework that was due today, I got REALLY crabby and went on and on (and on) about it. Now I'm trying to think about why it made me so mad. I think it was one girl who often slops through her writing assignments, gets lazy with her spelling, and never goes into any kind of detail. I think she's the one that made me mad. Ridiculous. I must apologize tomorrow. I promise I will.
Mondays are always hard because my work muscles are all relaxed and unwilling to shape up after my "do whatever I want" weekends. Tuesdays are often better and each day of the week gets easier. I don't think I've ever really liked Mondays. Any ideas to help make my Mondays nicer?
I have my student/teacher book club tonight. The book we read . . . well, I won't mention it because it is by a highly respected young adult writer and frankly, I was bored. It had no point. I'm sticking to juvenile fiction. I'm not sure what's happening in the young adult fiction world, but I know that most of it is so forced, so fake "hip" and just plain risque. I'm a granny and I don't like it. I want to steer kids toward innocence and pure delight, characters with fresh hearts and original humor, not "desperate for romance" teenagers that set a bad example. Grrrrrr. See? I really am grumpy.
To all my bunny loving readers, if you haven't read this book you are in for a treat. It will make you want to buy a bunny doll for yourself.