If I told you

that I chose to stay home from Nathan's coworkers' game night so that I could watch terrible dance-musicals (i.e. Girls Just Want to Have Fun, From Justin to Kelly, etc.), give myself a facial, and drink a rum and Coke, would you classify it as funny or a cry for help?

To help aid you in your decision, you may need to know that I'm actually watching the director's commentary on From Justin to Kelly, and it's not real Coke, it's C2.

I feel like I should blog,

if for no other reason than that my last entry was one month ago.
Jeez. I'm sorry to anyone who still reads this.

Updates with me:
1. School is more than half over for the year.

2. I've been watching a lot of prime time television.

3. I've been to two (required) workshops in the last three days, and substitute teachers, God love them, can't seem to manage my students. My students, God love them, can't seem to behave for a sub. I wish they both would, and make my life easier.

4. Abigail escaped from under the patio fence the other night, forcing us to board up the space and to wonder if she really is unhappy at home.

5. I have misplaced the book I'm halfway through reading, but I refuse to buy it again and I refuse to pay my library fines.

6. Why is Proactive Solution so expensive?

7. Our Christmas tree is still up.

8. I really should pay my library fines.

9. One of my goals is to blog more than once a month. Here's hoping.