In which Emma offers a visual representation of the end of the semester as an explanation as to why she hasn’t been blogging lately. WARNING: TERRIFYING MIMES.
In which I announce the fact that I’m going to be on the radio tomorrow and talk about how awful the weather is today, which may or may not also happen tomorrow on the radio.
In which Emma rationalizes her decision to write and post a poem a day along with her students. Publicly. No, really.
In which Emma gets all festive and glittery.
In which I describe the intensity of the most intense week I’ve ever had EVER (NOTE: actual intensity of said most intense week is not guaranteed).
In which Emma realizes that the world just looks better through Instagram.
In which Emma announces her intentions to (finally) (maybe) actually get organized and then posts a bunch of pictures of her cats sleeping and looking at things with scorn.
In which Emma has a crazy busy week and takes pictures of it.
In which Emma over-thinks a Beyoncé album.
In which Emma does some thinking about honesty, responsibility, truth, and facts.