Hanging Around is a Joy

This was the first week of a new semester and I’m not exhausted. This is not sarcasm. Seriously. (It may be the two cups of very strong tea that I just drank that is influencing my perception.)

 

I started taking yoga classes and I LOVE them. I actually love them so much that I am waking up early on a SATURDAY to go! *GASP* I know!

 

I am still debating between Pepperdine, Northeastern and a couple of other grad programs, but I think my choice has been made.

I might need to get a new tag for my lanyard. Mine is worn with love.

 

 

My students played that cup game.

 

 

I bought 4 packs of self-inflating balloons at Dollar Tree today for a physical/chemical change activity next week.

 

I’m already starting to think twice about yoga tomorrow morning. I should go, right?