Misson Failed, and yet, I am accomplished.

I did practically nothing on that Spring Break list. I did a lot of other equally inspiring, relaxing and enjoyable things, though. I:

• Bought a lot of clothes.
  
• Checked my phone obsessively less often than I'd expected.
  
• Earned a certificate and a sticker in a self-designed program.
• Continued my tradition of making friends everywhere I go.
• Made a list of music to explore.
• Ate at Monty's with my sweet sweet baby.
  

I certainly did walk as much or more than I had set out to do, and I am feeling it in the shins! Can't wait for some of Ollie's pics from the weekend. She is the resident photog.

Also learned that the pics of me passing out during the musical interlude of Ollie's nuptials exist in J's files someplace. YAY! While the other photog, K, said she stopped shooting right away. I love them both for their choices. J was like, "I am NOT missing this. This must be documented." and K was like, "Oh, that's embarrassing, I wouldn't want my picture taken if I was passing out." Please remember to give the word out the Wisconsin oa sound, like how we normal persons say "oat."

Confession: I totally said, "you're about to make the biggest mistake of your life" to a girl on her bachelorette night by the Dane.

Confession: I smoked/shared a pack of cigs in 2 days.

Self-congratulatory moment: I totally paid for a book that I had slipped into my bag for the sake of consolidation whilst trying on clothing at urban.

Confession: I was not all there when I got back to work on Monday.

Here it is now on Tuesday, and I am ready to roll. We are going to hit the Walt Whitman hard this afternoon. One of my students wrote this totally transcendent piece yesterday, and it was such the teachable moment. Gotta get her into some American Lit now. Her parents are conservatice, would most likely prefer she read Blake, which has its merits, of course. and, it can be "out there" at times. hmm . .. . maybe I'll do that too on Thursday.

I am saving the Solar System for after Easter. This week we'll just do a little writing and talking about Earth and Sky in general.

I am still so grateful to be a mom, a teacher, and, as one fellow hosteller put it, "a funky mom." Got told I look 25 years old again, too! Is that some kind of a pickup line or what?

Off to peruse Leaves of Grass once again . . .