Nose in the general direction of a grindstone

School is starting to wear on everybody. We're all snappish and moody. I'm trying to make it through alive by keeping my mouth shut and concentrating on my work during class.

I have to spend some of my 3 day weekend working on the outline for my demonstration briefing teaching thing I have to give next week.

You know what's really difficult? Trying to think of a paragraph of text that will motivate grown adults who are in the military that they want to learn how to cut a string of paper dolls.

But I am going out the girls in my class on Saturday. We're going to wear cute outfits and go to The Shed in Ocean Springs for BBQ. Last night we all watched Farmer Wants a Wife and had lots of fun snarking at it. And our big plan next weekend is to go fishing off the pier and eat chips and salsa.

Finally!

Dave has been trying to send me this picture from the email on his phone for a whole week. Today I finally just told him to send it from the same account but from his computer instead. And it showed up right away.

Anyway!

Here is the picture of my Smallville poster that Deb the realtor so carefully shot around when taking pictures of our house.

One blurry Clark