Remember this post? Well...
In today's news (and I do believe this headline could battle it out with the riveting Yahoo News Top Stories- Paris Hilton Drives Drunk! Suri Cruise is Alive!) I'm allergic to my job. I've spent the last three days sneezing and squinching my nose up into various unattractive scrunchy shapes in order to keep from sneezing. Is it the chalk? Is it the mold? It is sudden daily contact with 51 awkward adolescents whose impeccable personal grooming habits belie the fact that they are, in fact, one big germ gymboree? How quickly do you think I'd be yanked into the headmaster's office for a little come-to-Jesus if I showed up one day wearing a dust mask and Tyvek suit?
My sinuses just won't allow me to be clever today, so here are a few first week of school stats for you. As Mom always taught me, when all else fails, make a list:
# of pairs of sexy/sassy new shoes bought for back-to-school: 1
# of people I asked to vet said shoes to ensure they weren't too sexy/sassy: 4
# of back-to-school meetings attended: 7
# of back-to-school meetings knitted in: 2
# of back-to-school meetings snored in: 1
# of back-to-school meetings felt were worthwhile: 1 (catnap)
# of students dressed in nauseatingly similar Lily Pulitzer outfits today: 9
# of African-American, non-blonde models in the average LP ad: 1/2
# of handknits worn to school so far: 2 (Green Gable and Fiery Bolero)
# of kids signed up for after-school knitting so far: 12
# of boys signed up for after-school knitting so far: 2
# of WIPs not appearing in the sidebar: 5
# of times I have told myself that this list is not good enough to post: 23
Sorry, friends. I'll emerge soon. In the meantime, go check out Yarnival! I'm super honored to be included. Off to the nurse for Benadryl.