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.
She doesn’t even go here!
In which Emma uses a curse word in the title of her blog entry, which will probably make her mother use her middle name.
In which Emma gets all festive and glittery.
In which Emma is tired and skips the intro.
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 shares some hard-learned lessons and also some pictures of stuff.