Friday, August 19, 2011

Maybe we could just be friends; I'm being a bit presumptuous

Last day of Teacher Week.

After a morning meeting, pretty near the whole faculty piled into a big ol' charter bus and we visited the construction site of a brand new science center which is in the process of being built in our fair burg. The director gave us a talk about all the child-friendly science activities there will be, and we wandered around the room that will one day be the lobby, looking at scale models of the planned layout. I wanted to pull a Zoolander and act outraged that the new science center was going to be so uselessly tiny, but maturity prevailed.

Then the team ate lunch at one of my favorite Tex-Mex places. This week has had a lot of eating out. Next week I'm going to start bagging it. Back to school again, we worked on a few projects. In the afternoon, there was a social gathering at school, in the gym. It was a goodbye to an important admin assistant, and wine was served, making it the first time in my experience alcohol had been given to teachers on the Prestigius campus.

Muffin and her husband hosted a barbecue that 74, Friar and possibly Courtney attended, but I skipped it to have dinner with my aunt, here for the weekend --- she used to live in town but now lives in L.A. with a sugar daddy and leads a globe-trotting, adventurous lifestyle (whitewater rapids, Jay-Z concerts, Malaysia, Uzbekistan, Singapore) in her 60s.

3 comments:

daveawayfromhome said...

Lemme try that again...

See, I really should have said to myself, "maybe Chance is blogging again, I'll go see." when you commented over at my place, but the old brain pan is apparently a bit low on smart juice, so it didnt even occur to me until just now, so duh, right?

Chance said...

That's okay. Nobody owes me anything, certainly not readership. I was very glad to see you were still blogging also.

daveawayfromhome said...

I've lost a lot of the umph I used to enjoy there, but I think of it as an historical document, and keep on plugging away.