We have exactly 18 school days until Spring Break. I think I can, I think I can.
February is a busy school month. I can't wait to flip my calendar over to March on Monday. In fact, I might just rebel and flip it over on Friday. Take that, February.
There is really no use in mopping the floors when there is snow on the ground. No use whatsoever. I cannot keep our kitchen floor clean these days anditmakesmecrazy.
Black Sharpies make me happy. Black Sharpies with a chisel tip make me extraordinarily happy. They're perfect for crossing things off my lists with a big, bold mark. Accomplishment. Ahhhh.
The Olympics make me cry. The human story is peppered with such agony and such triumph.
School projects (aka homework for parents) make me cry too. Make me cry...and curse.
Roasted brussel sprouts are delicious, but I still can't entice my family to eat them, much less like them. More for me!!!
Evidently the re-make of the 1978 movie, Ice Castles, is pretty good. I haven't been able to find it (to rent) on dvd, but I've heard the story line and the music are pretty much the same! 1978? Really? Repeat after me: We're not old. We're not old. We're not old.