Loudspeaker: “Passenger Heisenberg, report to Gate 4. Passenger Heisenberg to Gate 4 immediately please.”

I don’t care that Pessenger Heisenberg turned out to be a 4’11, 85-year-old lady. Check her damn luggage, people! 

“These are the biggest balls I’ve ever had.”– Mom, who may or may not have been referring to her soup. 

I just watched 3 teenagers jump onto a parked, open moving van, steal items out of it, and then laugh as the movers tried to chase them down the street. They then picked up pieces of broken sidewalk, weilded them as weapons, and dared the movers to mess with them. And all I could do was shake my head and mutter “seriously– who is raising these hooligans?!”

To be clear, the concerning part of this story is  my use of the word “hooligans.”

teaching test prep academy before school hours is great because it gives me the opportunity to wake up an hour earlier to do something I absolutely hate. With kids who hate it too. So much hate before 8am, guys! 

 She’s right. I’m not. 

Today’s that day where I believe something really stupid on the Internet and then, once I realize it’s April Fools, pretend I knew it was a joke all along. 

tail. 

Thanks for all the wonderful birthday celebrations, sentiments, and goodies, dear friends (and thanks to those of you who shared my blog yesterday– stats were booming! Wahoo! FEEL FREE TO KEEP ON SHARING! 💃)

I am so grateful to have you all in my life. Here’s to a fabulous “Jesus Year” ahead! 

Maybe with less murder, though. 

Xoxo  

Now I have to, like, be 33. 

That moment when the only man in your life who wishes you a sincere, heartfelt happy birhday is 9.