After tomorrow, I’ll be over halfway done. Does that make you want to dance and sing?
Last night, my 5th-8th graders sang like angels, and hopefully delighted their audience. There was one little behavior issue involving less-than-professional comportment on the risers that I must deal with this morning. Students presenting poor posture and attitude on the risers is a rarity, and I was disappointed. But I will dispose of the problem forthwith. Bank on it.
My dastardly cold is finally starting to subside, thanks to DayQuil, NyQuil, and clean livin’. I plan to be back on track to Grammieville by one week from today. Once we get there, all gigs except for one (a fun one that involves a flash mob of sorts) will be history, and I can really start enjoying the holiday.
What about you? Do you have any plans to go away for the holiday? I know a couple of you fiends (David, PK, maybe others) are having family in. That’s a good part about being the matriarch/patriarch, ja? I remember hitting the road every holiday when my kids were young; it wasn’t something one thought about — one just did it. Pack up the kids and go to Mom’s for Christmas. I loved doing it, and it never felt like work. Nowadays though…wow, I don’t know how we did all that. My own sons and their wives are constantly on the move with their kids at the holidays, hauling bunches of gear with them (especially Lars and Helen, whose children are much younger than the Js).
Wears me out thinking about it. But I surely do appreciate their willingness to do it.
OK, enough rumination for one morning — especially when I’m running 15 minutes late. But hey, I can see the weekend from here. Yay for some more couch time and finally hitting this cold out of the park.
And speaking of cold: five degrees outside this morning? Are ya jokin’ me?