You guys, I can't remember the last time I was so happy to see the weekend. Summer school started this week and I started in a new classroom, first and second grade. They are criminally cute - absolutely adorable, everyone of them. But they're all really explosive and they're all runners. At breakfast I chased one of them around the outside of the building, before lunch I was herding most of the kids out of the classroom while dodging the chairs the other kid was throwing and I had already physically removed every one of them from the room, after lunch I chased another kid around all three floors of the inside of the building, and the last time I escorted a kid from the room I got bit. Eight hours later I can still see little red teeth marks. And that was just today.
I really like the kids and things are going fairly well (yeah, you'll just have to trust me on that one) but I am exhausted. The last two nights I've basically come home and crashed in the bedroom, resting until bedtime. The only difference between "resting" and "sleeping" by the way is that I rest in my regular clothes and not my nightshirt. I fully intended to watch the Pirates-Yankees game tonight but I rested through most of it although I did see all the important stuff like say, the Pirates winning. Let's go Bucs! Let's go Bucs! (Lee, there's your baseball talk for this week. What's the deal with the Pirates? Their offense has looked pretty good in the games I've seen. Is their pitching that bad?)
I meant to have a couple more posts up this week. The only reason I had the skating one up was because I had it mostly written last week. I have two or three half-written that will hopefully go up this weekend after I crash for a long nap tomorrow.
So yeah. Carry on. I just wanted to complain for a few minutes before bed. Since you were kind enough to listen to me, please enjoy a few of my favorite baseball photos.