But the sad thing is I don't really have anything to say.
I'm trapped in my office collecting student portfolios.
The joy in that is that this semester is almost over.
More joy: Snow blankets the ground here. I love snow.
Even more joy: I have a secret that makes me squeal with delight and feel totally happy.
Even when I'm dealing with my less-than-polite students.
That says something.
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A secret?
Does it bark?
I know the secret ;-) and I'm gonna smoother it with love
I love secrets!
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