I left school around 6:30 this evening and, realizing that all my meat back home was in the freezer and I didn't feel like defrosting anything or cooking, I stopped by Papa Murphy's to pick up a pizza for the evening. I tried it out last week and, loving it, was quick to go back. I even had a coupon for a free container of cookie dough. So, while the pizza was cooking, that cookie dough and I had a bit of QT (no, I didn't spoil my supper).
Amy and I have a coffee/lesson planning date set for Thursday. I'm thrilled to have some Amy time to myself. It's like she's spoiling me.
And, to celebrate Vanessa's first day teaching in Maine (congratulations to my favorite middle school science teacher!), I decided to include this lovely picture from our graduation party at Taylor back in May. This would be Vanna and I 'practicing' our 4x100 blind hand-off. My steps weren't quite right. And Vanna forgot the baton. But you get the point. We love running. And we love each other.
I was walking down the hall after school this evening and it hit me. I'm a teacher. A real, live teacher. Somehow, after looking forward to this point in time for many years, I can't quite believe it has actually arrived. But I'm glad it has, accompanied by many challenges just to keep me on my toes. :)

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