We don't usually wear uniforms like that to school, but it WAS our last day. If you look closely, you can see my hand sticking out at the very top.
For any Jerry Macguire fans out there, you will appreciate my ride home. It was warm, sunny, kids were driving all around honking their horns...so I was looking for a song to blare and sing to myself in joy. Five minutes later (1/2 way home!) I found George Michael's "Freedom", and I was blaring it. I decided to roll down my windows and let my hand surf in the air at my very own freedom. At that very moment (during a sunny day, mind you) it started pouring down rain. I thought to myself, "typical".
However, there was always this morning. This was me when I got up at 9:03am.
Now, I am just looking around my house trying to figure out where to start. It's a hole right now, and I'm about to attack it--just as soon as I catch up on some General Hospital (I know--make fun of me), take a 47 minute shower, and DON'T do my hair for days.
I will, however, leave you with this. For a high school teacher (we don't get bombarded with gifts nearly like elementary teachers do), I think I made out quite well. I'm one of the lucky ones. My 4th hour got together for the carnations, and they made me a huge poster with pictures and signatures. What high schooler even thinks to do that? Pretty amazing, in my opinion. And, hello? Target gift card? Do my kids know me or what?!
The best gift of all is something like this. I've saved every one of them.
Here's to our summer together, friendly bloggers!
**Edit Alert! I would like to make it very clear to my blogging population that the Yankees picture in NO way represents the fan base of my household. My husband was "upset" to say the least that THIS is the picture I had to choose. I will make it very clear that we are Tigers fans. Gees.