Hello friend. So I have somewhat limited use of my voice today. As Susan could tell you, I used it to discuss the awful, curse-filled conversation that happened about 12 inches from us at dinner tonight. Seriously, I was waiting for Candid Camera people to show up. I thought this couple was seriously going to come to blows over their glasses of wine and 3 courses at dinner. Why, people, if you can't stand each other, must you eat all 3 courses and argue THE ENTIRE TIME? Using langauge that would cause my mother to not only cringe, but probably slap you and THEN wash your mouth out with soap? But really, none of this matters because it is the time we public school teachers like to call MID-WINTER BREAK. others call it President's Week. I call it 9 days without other people's children. Word.
And where will you find me for the following week? See the picture below:
Well, maybe not exactly here, but somewhere strikingly similar. I am going to Costa Rica. To the beach. To become tan again and reclaim my half mexican roots. In fact, the picture above is really from my summer trip to Mexico, but that's only because I've never been to Costa Rica. I actually do know that the two are different countries. Yes, I am a global history teacher. And yes, more importantly, I am. on. vacation. I will not be held responsible for proper grammar, timeliness, or grading papers for the next 6 days.
A sun-kissed Ms. F will check back in soon.
Well, maybe not exactly here, but somewhere strikingly similar. I am going to Costa Rica. To the beach. To become tan again and reclaim my half mexican roots. In fact, the picture above is really from my summer trip to Mexico, but that's only because I've never been to Costa Rica. I actually do know that the two are different countries. Yes, I am a global history teacher. And yes, more importantly, I am. on. vacation. I will not be held responsible for proper grammar, timeliness, or grading papers for the next 6 days.
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