Random Saturday

Hunger Games was amazing. A. Ma. Zing. Would go see it again in a heartbeat. And almost 2 years until the sequel??? They haven't even started filming yet!
My couches are just high enough that it's easy for my shoes to get kicked underneath. I found 2 pair of Crocs there this week.
Speaking of Crocs…they have a new style I want. I know, you're shocked. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's been sunny all week. Why is it gloomy on my day off WHEN I CAN SIT BY THE WINDOW?
I haven't written since Monday. I wasn't home until late Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. My house is a disaster. (Witness the two pair of Crocs under the couch!)
A teacher and her class brought me a bouquet of flowers yesterday. They were studying plants and thought I'd like them. They're Indian Paintbrush, my favorite wildflower. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm thinking about getting a Nook Tablet.
I'm also thinking about getting a jean jacket. So many of the outfits I see on Pinterest have cute little jean jackets. My jean jacket is a men's Wrangler's jacket. Warm, but not cute.
This is what I've been working on in my backyard. There is this little area that I haven't been able to get established in the 13 years I've lived here. Maybe this year… Have to keep the dog out of it, though.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Supernatural is no longer in my top five favorite shows. This makes me very sad, especially after this season started so strong.
We're having a pep rally on Monday to fire the kids up for the state testing on Tuesday and Wednesday. I'm running the music. Whoopie. We were practicing until 4 on Friday, because the person in charge wrote it Thursday. They wanted to practice Sunday, too. All I could think was, "Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part."
The 5th grade is testing Reading and Math this week. Already. Usually they test it at the end of April. On one hand, the pressure's off early and you have 2 good months to teach (and get ready for the science test). But on the other hand…the kids are going to think they're DONE.

What's going on with you?