So far, so good! Woke up as chipper and happy as my sun son. Shaved my legs without a nick – even though the kidlets startled me when then came in to wish me a happy birthday and show me all the goodies waiting for me.
Got dressed without incident, coffee maker had successfully brewed me some of the dark nectar, thermos was waiting to be filled. Hubby greeted me warmly, kids begged me to at least open the cards. Little Man’s handwrittn greeting was adorable, Miss M made me a huge card with balloons and cakes and so many happys and so many loves ~ I hung it on the wall in my classroom for joy.
Happy, funny fellow Starbucks addicts in line exchanged witty banter (there is a family of 3 I see there from time to time – they are my Starbucks friends.) Everyone knew it was my birthday because I said YES! to the offer of whipped cream on my birthday mocha. That’s how I roll people, stand back!
Got to skoolork (school+work=skoolork) a little close to the wire but it was all good because Michael Franti worked hard the whole time reminding me to stay human and listen to the words of the Dalai Lama – or at least the words of your momma. Every flower got a right to be bloomin’!
A student was waiting for me with birthday greetings and a gift, a fellow teacher came in with a card signed by my co-workers and my first class sang happy birthday – with an 80% pass rate – whoo hoo!
The day is off to a good start folks…