Am I really running out of new things to talk about, only in October? I guess it's the same stuff that's hard every single day, and I don't want to bore anyone with all those mundane details.
An interesting moment- one of my kids calling me Mrs. Bologna... not even close to Fiorillo. Not even a little bit. Aside from being a long shot from my real last name, they've had me as a teacher for over a month. Also, apparently I'm the type that looks like I would actually marry into that last name, that my husband is made of all the leftover processed meat and could be slapped on an elementary lunchbox sandwich at any second.
I'll have to re-blog when I get something fun to talk about...
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