I am not a spinster yet. Really. I'm only 33 and that's the new 12 if we're abiding by the "50 is the new 30" standard. I'm single. I live with my cats. I adore my cats. I live amongst yarn. I have 2 pairs of elastic-waist-band pants. It doesn't mean anything. I'm an ex-corporate lawyer who saw the light and escaped the stressful daily legal grind for the uber-stressful daily educational grind of third grade. That's right. I incrementally sacrifice my sanity to awaken the young minds of first graders. Or at least to teach them the 3 Rs and to occasionally entertain them by tripping over a chair or running into the air conditioner.
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#14!
I keep refreshing the page to see what you're going to write next!
Hurrah! You're my best blog viewer :).
false! ;)
but you'd probably get more comments if you didn't require a blogger id to login.
Noted and changed. Thanks Lori! I had a great time last night. I'm still thinking about that french dip. Thanks for organizing!
Ha! I just saw the note from the last blogger meet up. :)
Now you have one more. :F
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