don't pet your friends' arms...just don't.

ugh. i woke up this morning with that feeling in the back of your throat that says: drainage. and a headache came with it. it ALWAYS happens when school is getting out or i have a break, i get sick. i am hoping that it is just stress-decompression and it goes away by tomorrow afternoon because i am planning (like i mentioned yesterday) on going to a wedding this weekend in oklahoma, and i do NOT need to be sick while i am there! boo.

today was a mad-house. fortunately the kids were great and kept very busy working to finish their books. i was shocked by how diligent they were! it allowed me to get all of the paperwork done that i needed to finish. and i was eventually able to get everything off the walls and all of the staples de-stapled. i am definitely going to be leaving the room better than i found it!

i keep going to my mailbox looking for a book that was supposed to be mailed...

i have 7 and 9..i must get 8 so that i can read 9!! ugh.

i just got a call a few minutes ago from the insurance company that does the cancer/heart stuff, and he insisted on meeting to go over my policy. so i have to meet him tomorrow at 5 at starbucks. i am not excited about this, but hopefully i can use my negative body language (i am good at this) to let him know this needs to be short and sweet. i am not looking to make friends tomorrow.

last night when i was shaving my legs, i began to think about how much i need to get some shaving gel. everyone knows i have blonde hair, so one would think my leg hair would seem almost invisible.well, that reminded me of when we lived in costa rica. there was this girl (missionary family who went to the same church we did)...i don't remember her name, but i think her sister might have been danielle...i could be lying. but anyhoo, she had furry arms...like a kitten...and they were blonde, but she had thick arm hair-and you could most certainly see it. well, one week she showed up to church with shaved arms and i am pretty sure her little sister said that she had gotten in trouble for shaving them. not that anyone really cares, but that's what i was thinking about. oh the memories!

just for the record, my apt is a mess. much too small for summer school i have so much stuff that i brought home last summer that never got back to school...now i have more because of summer school-i cannot leave it in the car because markers go dry, glue dries up, crayons melt (into beautiful sculptures i might add-which are great for teaching figurative language on how hit it is outside...so hot i felt like a box of crayons melting in the sun..pull out sculpture)...even posters fade and begin to curl in directions they are not supposed to curl....

alright. don't shave your arms...unless people are petting them.
julie