|I was supposed to run eight. Thought I ran eight. Pulled out my|
phone and...oops. Good oops.
|Holy sore calves! I woke up to a Charlie Horse that morning.|
|Triumphant, bragging runner.|
|In or out, ladies?|
|Our kinder classes are temporarily housed across the street at|
a Catholic church, so three mornings a week I hike over there.
It's really pretty.
|My uke and I, waiting for some TK kidlets.|
|Just the shadow of a teacher carrying an open laptop, two small|
bags, with a ukelele strapped to her back. And an iPhone
|Lesson learned: Don't try to run on Monday after nine miles|
on Sunday. Cross training is your friend. And your knees' friend.
|This came in the mail and it was super-exciting.|
|Good morning, school!|
|The Kinder classrooms are so cute.|
|Me: Have you been crafting?|
Matt: *laugh* Yeah, I've been crafting!
What it is: A lacrosse ball in a long sock.
What it does: Loosens sore muscles.
|Painting a color wheel to show my students what I expect.|
|Tints and shades.|
|"Our Flock Rocks!" More kindergarten adorableness.|
|I had my third grade students do some rock "painting."|
|I gave middle school kids paint and lived to tell about it.|
|Selfie with ukelele.|
|Sound Wave Art (fourth grade). They've been learning about|
sound waves in their science unit.
|Give them an idea, watch them run with it. Awesome!|
|Waiting for my appointment with Matt. He hasn't made me flip|
that tire yet.
|Back in the garden. I like to chat with Mom while she tends|
|On Friday, we Jamba.|
|SO MESSY. By the time I left, it was no longer messy.|
|"Can I have some colored pencils and markers?"|
YES, VAPA TEACHER, YOU CAN.
|This was a fabulous idea. Pedicures with Sarah.|
|Post-pedi Orange Crush adult-type beverage.|
|And a cheeseburger. Oh, hell yeah.|
|I beat last week's time by something like eight or nine minutes.|
|No biggie, just holding 25 pounds of iron above my head.|
|This dude has been persistent in a not-so-nice way. His|
first message to me, back in June: "You have a big chest."
|A visit from Dixie.|
|I've viewed him exactly twice. The second time was|
an accident. Believe me, he's a troll who thinks