The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind

So . . . I basically love my job.
Not that it isn't really, really hard.
But my goodness, these kids are fantastic.
They're super stars! All of them are so special. :)

On Monday and Tuesday, I had two amazing teachers come in to help me. They are truly spectacular. And intimidating. But spectacularly special. :) They helped me out a lot, and freaked me out a lot with all the things I have to do.

But today, I went the day by myself. I did it all by myself! (Well, mostly. The kids helped me out A LOT.) And I felt like I did so much better, with the help of those to fabulous ladies and my kids (I think I felt less nervous and made less mistakes when I was by myself, honestly).

(And they're artists. :) I have the best students ever.)

So we're getting ready to start the upper-grade math class (who ever thought I'd end up teaching math? I always thought math teachers were evil. Hmmm . . . ) and one of my students says, "How come you're so pretty and you're not married?"

I know! It was the sweetest thing of my life! And of course I had to let them know that I'm going on a date Saturday . . . (Of course a chorus of "oooohhh!"'s followed) 

About that.
Let's call him Bil.
(can you guess the acronym? Betcha can't!)

Ever been on a blind date? Cause I sure haven't. He called me yesterday and left me a message that said something about how much he enjoyed my answering machine. :) Funny, my friend (let's call him Elder) (who I'm going out with next Tuesday) said he quite enjoyed it, too.

Ah. I must be cute.
How fantastic.

Are you sick of my boys with interesting pseudonames? I hope not, because here's one more.

The beautiful man I'll name Mr. O'Reilly.
Aye, Mr. O'Reilly.
Don't worry, I did a ring check two days ago.
I'm going to double check tomorrow.
(Sure hope he's not engaged or anything, cause golly gee.)

That's all for now.
loves&hugs,
alyssa kaylee

P.S. Simon & Garfunkel. Peter, Paul and Mary.
Gotta love the classics, man.