Today marks the first truly crazy day at school. It was one of those days that makes me feel like Grace Kelly in comparison to the world around me.
- I spent probably 20 min talking with Junior III about why he ought to wear shoes in class.
- I actually explained to a child why his urinating on himself might be more embarassing for him than for me.
- Dear pregnant Xzahgnia (my only true leverage in a weird name poker game with Kristin) offered to work with Junior III while I helped another kid, she was so patient! I told her she might really be a good mother and she said "Oh, my son ain't gonna be like this!!!"
This was all in one class period. I fled my room grateful to go to lunch...until I had to break up a couple making out in the hall.
God bless me. Seriously, please. I had this whole other entry planned about how I was trying to balance my news coverage and what incredible pap I heard on KTOK during my morning drive...but it's hard to be thoughtful when you have to tell children not to fart in class.
Remember when I told you how much midday emails thrill me? This is why.
I am half watching Siegfried and Roy: The Miracle now and I shall close this nonsense with a question posed to me by Jill a few months ago. They say they are not gay but they call their life together "A Poem"?!?