This has been one heck of a week. Even with Monday off and missing Tuesday to be with my mom (who is back in the hospital in Harrisburg) it still felt L-O-N-G. I blame it on the refusal to allow Tesla and I time together through the week.
I heard talk from classmates… my Human Comm professor telling his other classes about my balloon fetish infomative speech. I got a giggle out of that…tickled I made such an impression.
My Spanish composition is complete. I will post it after it is graded so my Spanish is corrected. We had to write about our wedding plans or divorce party plans. I was so motivated I even included little pictures I cut out to go with my Divorce Party announcement. If only it were real. I’d love to have Dora and Diego throw a party for me with balloons, beer, a pink hippo and a drunk monkey named Boots.
So Tesla and I are going to Chuck-E-Cheese! You know…where a kid can be a kid!
I’m bringing home a balloon too!
~P.
Go ahead...take a swing. I'll duck and listen.