I am hoping the above oatmeal raisin cookie cures the following problems:
1. I have been writing "August 29th" on everything today. Even the sign-in sheet for class. It makes me look like a nut.
2. This is getting really old. The bomb threats at our university, that is. Not Sara's blog. I love Sara's blog. UPDATE: They've arrested somebody. Let's hope it's the right person and we won't have any more problems.
3. How the heck am I going to fill out all of the kindergarten paperwork today? And then tonight get together a ton of kid and baby clothes to donate to Amvets? And to do both without totally cracking up?
To combat the above complaining, can I tell you how much I love teaching contemporary American poetry? Everyone gets to present a poem of the day, and I gave them a list of online journals, and they're actually using them! A student today asked, "Should I present this poem from Swink, or the one from three candles?" How awesome is that?
I also realized that one of my students is the nephew of Alice George. A talent for poetry must run in their family. I love coincidences, don't you?