Happy Super Bowl, folks.
I wore tights on Thursday under my jeans. And a good thing, too, since my school was without power until almost noon.
The heat is officially on, lest we all freeze to death.
The weather is supposed to be colder than the dickens this week.
Meredith continues to dislike the cold.
And we’re officially halfway through the school year!
Verbatim Branco conversation.
As an individual with executive dysfunction, I can tell you this is pretty much exactly what it’s like. It’s not that I don’t want to do the task, just that the button in my brain that gets stuff done appears to be broken.
They were not, in fact, ready.