Today is Valentine's Day and I am a teacher, and that just means that I sent more than one text to a coworker and The Aunt in which I declared that I would be drinking SO MUCH WINE tonight.
It was chaotic (a sub didn't show up) and crazy (maybe you missed the part about it being Valentine's Day and me being a teacher and all). There was sugar. Lots and lots of sugar.
In the end, it was such a sweet day, filled with flowers and love and lots of chocolates. My class spoiled me with a basket of "my favorite things." A gift card, which I promptly took to Pei Wei for some Valentine's dinner. Some Sprite and some cherries, to make cherry sprite. A beautiful iron cross for my apartment. .
My favorite was the book that my class made in which they listed why I was the best teacher or a special teacher, and basically they made it sound like I just give them candy and let them play games all day. Nice. Real nice.
I don't know how non-teacher singles do Valentine's Day. It would be way depressing were I not showered with gifts:
|My basket of goodies from my class|
|Other miscellaneous treats, including a 12-pack of my favorite new drink.|
|A sideways view of my flowers.|
|Our minute-to-win-it party game|
|One of my guys gave me this candy disguised as a bowler-wearing mustached man.|
And... one of my boys apparently gave one of KC's girls a box of chocolates as big as he gave me. Wow. I didn't know it at the time, because I was mediating my entire class orchestrating one of my girls giving one of my boys a flower.
And I know how both of those kiddos felt, as I recently went out on a limb. And have been haunted ever since.
Happy Valentine's Day friends!