The good times started Friday at 2:25 pm when I drove out of the school parking lot following our principal to her house for a birthday party in honor of co-worker Monica's 40th birthday. Alas, I didn't have my camera to document the personal Happy Hour (times 5) Mr. Principal provided for us but that's probably for the best; our hijinx, mild as they were, would only look scandalous when pirated on YouTube. [We did have a raucous discussion about knob goblins, though, and that's all I'll say].
Saturday was about hair color and a couple of fruitful garage sales (Scattergories for my classroom for $1 and a brand new Tommy Hilfiger backpack for 3 bucks!) and some shopping & library time in Portland before another birthday celebration for Monica [40 is a big deal, remember?].
Homemade strawberry shortcake = Heaven on a plate
Today I skipped church *cough*HEATHEN*cough to clean the house for guests. But if I hadn't tidied up, I would have been a crabby hostess and I'm pretty sure Jesus would have been more disappointed with that than watching me not stand up & sing for 45 minutes.
Paige's ubiquitous signage
A congenial crowd
The delightfully witty Holly with her immensely cerebral
& thoroughly likable boy and man
Mr. Milton and my bff, the Mama
My wild & crazy PTA partner Sam
with her loving hubby Chris
There's real love here, I'm just weary.
Luckily I still have one more day off...