Good Friday is the day after tomorrow and we are blessed to have the day off work. There is nothing longer than a four day week. The second semester seniors are checked out mentally and to a certain extent, physically. If you try to have any direct instruction, heads are on desks immediately. They come dragging in later and later. Everyone is "tired".
Pet peeves:
"When can I make up the test?"
"Do we have to do anything?"
"My printer doesn't work."
Did my taxes online. I decided that it couldn't be that hard. It wasn't. It was free, they do all the math and you can debit to pay what you owe.
We're set to learn mah-jong. Everyone can meet on Wednesday. I think this will be fun. I'm also going to play bridge with Jean in a group that meets on Monday evenings. I'll have to record DWTS. Jack Wagner is second to go. Can I pick 'em? I said Hat Guy or Jack and they were the bottom two.
My white denim jacket came from Chico's. It's perfect with the maxi dress.
Now I just need the perfect place to wear it. I'm thinking that would be the Amalfi Coast or a Caribbean island. Dreams are free.
Sloan and the Minion
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