I have a fairly lengthy post partially written, with photos uploaded and everything! I had planned to finish it off this morning and post it in a flurry of triumph (I have a rich inner life, trust me) and then I was side tracked with a coughing spasm at 3 am.
Holy cow, this attack raised me right up out of bed. It was like I had an itch in my lung. Blah. Anyway, I was up for 20 min about then, trying to calm my cough and considering staying up, but I didn't. I was just too tired. And of course that got me to sleep sometime after 3:30 which put my wakeup time at 5:35!!! Which is an hour later than normal, which is why the flurry has died down and I am putting up a lovely sunset picture instead. And this is why I am going to look like the wrath of God this morning, as my eyes somewhat resemble that of a basset hound today. Oy.
Such is the life of a mad-artteacher! Fraught with peril from the effects of a virulent virus, and a very active imagination! :)
As my friend the Jerry the Social Studies teacher and I would say (and will say today as everyday): ROCK ON BABY!!
Until next time, be a joy giver - even when the best laid plans go awry!