(P.S. I am seriously in love with this jacket. As in, I can't get enough of it, want to wear it every single day kind of love. I know that black typically isn't the go to color for spring but when you've got a hot motorcycle jacket this sexy, how can you not wear it every day?!? Choies has got terrific selection and reasonable prices. It might just be my best clothing selection of the year. OF THE YEAR!)
Also. Please ignore how awkward I look in fashion pictures. It's about all I can do to figure out how to dress myself.
Moving onward.
Don't you just love May?!? You know... like wake up every day with a light heart and a spring in your step and a desire to change the whole world kind of love? You see, to a school teacher like myself, May is the Friday of the school year. Nothing can go wrong on a Friday, right? Even if you bomb a test or your boss rides you too hard or you get in fight with your husband, HECK! It's Friday! So imagine a whole month of Fridays... that is my May. Our school year has reached its figurative Friday and let me tell you what, those hoodlum rugrats and I are stoked!
Disclaimer: I'm trying my best to not be sad. Having a job I love is a blessing. Leaving that job for new adventure is another blessing, not a sorrow. I couldn't help it though, today, when I looked at my third period class full of seniors- trying so desperately to understand the complex grammar. I felt a wave of sadness. Of missing. Of pre-nostalgia. (Don't know what that is? Read up!) It's hard to know that someday these faces that I see every other day for 90 minutes will not be a part of my life. Some of these tikes I've had for three straight years, and boy, it is hard to let them go.
But that's not what this post is supposed to be about! It's not a cry baby post! It's a happy post! Happy because it's Figurative Friday and because we LOVE us some Figurative Fridays!
School feels so much more lighthearted in May. Today I was teaching the kids the difference between lay and lie and what do you know? I taught it all wrong! And then we all laughed and I said, "Guys! I taught you guys the opposite way! I've lost all my credibility! Now you're never going to listen to a dang thing I say!" and we laughed some more and learned the right way. There was no panic or stress or feeling of discomfort because we like each other and it's May and we all don't much mind trying to figure out some weird grammar concept even if the teacher screws it up.
(Extra credit: Do any of you know the difference between lie and lay? How about laid and lain? NO CHEATING!)
And then after school I thought about taking papers home to grade, but I thought, "No! It's Figurative Friday! No more papers home!" and I walked out of the building right at 3:00 and drove home feeling care free and came home to a clean home and a kissy Greg and in one hour we will go on a date to Cafe Rio and a play and aren't figurative Fridays the best?!?
Yep. I do believe I'm in love May.
(And I do believe this book is rubbing off of me.)
