Horrible, Terrible, No Good, Very Bad

Today was a particularly long and grueling day. I work up late (6:30am)- tossed on some clothes and ran out the door to beat traffic and hopefully find a parking spot at work. About 5 miles down the road I realized that the shirt I thought was black was in fact a dark red... dressing in the dark fail. I got to work and couldn't find a parking spot, ended up in the lot...(boo for $8 less dollars in my pocket). Got called into a meeting before 8am and before I could snag some coffee :(
Taught some kids about the Great Wall - surprisingly not in Canada.
Late to my 3rd period class, kids were atrocious- bonus: got to teach them what the word obnoxious means. Pity glances from the 2nd period teacher who was fleeing the room.
Feeling nauseous, headache coming on - still no coffee.
Sleep walked through an Algebra class- finally lunch- forgot to pack it.
Thinking about just going home. Drop the shades in my office and turn out the lights for a 15 min power nap. Can't sleep.
Email, email, grading, grading, phone calls to parents who don't speak English.
4 more classes to go- I can do this - eat a chocolate and hit the hallways.
Geometry, Living Environments
8th period- kids in rare form- it must be the moon cycle.
Office hours -will this day never end? Extended office hours... happy to help out.
Home...
I'll admit that on the way out of school I got to the top of the stairs and contemplated for a moment just falling down them because I was too tired to walk down them.
Tomorrow can only be better- right? 

Girly Weekend + Nick

 Last weekend I ran away to MD to meet up with my mom and sisters. We went to the topiary gardens and got (almost) eaten by a fox, disappeared into a secret garden, laughed at the burping fish and stopped to smell the roses.

Then we headed to pick apples, they were a little higher than anticipated from 'dwarf' trees. Thankfully Nick was prepared with some great apple picking advice "Lift - Twist - Pull". With those tidbits we filled the basket effortlessly. Notice Ami smiling about all the apples then struggling to carry them all, then my favorite picture of apple picking, Nick making fun of Ami pretending to have trouble carrying the basket.

More things happened, for example my older sis showed up- I have no pictures of her... not a one. My other sister wrote about not taking enough pictures to successfully and satisfactorily capture her weekend. I think the weekend was a compilation of moments created and enjoyed by each of us. We each hold a piece of the weekend both in our hearts and minds and on our memory cards.