Damn the Reply All

I have sat down to post a few times, but I can't quite seem to get 'er done. We've had an eventful week or two, kind of. Sam and I were able to take a little road-trip to Sedona a few weeks ago. It was beautiful in a rainbows and crystals sort of way. It was relaxing to get out of town for a day or two. I tried to talk Sam into having our palms read and taking the vortex tour, but he would have none of that nonsense. Then my parents were here for a little bit on their way to a conference in Florida. We attempted to teach Dad how to play Guitar Hero, which was entertaining. The rest of our weeks have mostly been filled with work...AIMS testing, parent emails, and belligerent teenagers for me. This week I shamed myself by accidentally responding to the staff cafeteria survey and copying the whole school. If only I had known that not everyone would appreciate my sentiments (or maybe lack of) about Polish dogs (commonly known as sausage) and chilli dogs. Really, whose idea was it to feed middle-aged adults chilli dogs? And yes, I know that Korea is the only place they really eat dogs. Luckily I responded kindly about the cafeteria WORKERS, who are sometimes less than friendly and agreeable. A few days have passed, and I think I can safely roam the halls of Mesquite without fear of hazing.