Something tells me that I should have eaten ice cream last night. Or maybe it was that one chocolate covered Girl Scout cookie I ate (even though I gave up chocolate for lent) that God is punishing me for. Well the morning wasn't that bad - just my son having a nervous breakdown in the car all the way to school. He has to retake a spelling test and spell "straight". I would be having a breakdown too. At least I am not in my classroom that smells like poo poo. You see, when the wind blows just right the vapors from the toilet inundate my classroom.
Today I am learning how to blog!
