Well, two days in a row, where I woke up in the morning, peeked outside, hoping for a snow day. Alas, no snow to cancel school. Ironically, there's actually a small strawberry growing on the little patch of dirt in front of the garage. And its almost ripe. Meaning a definite no for snow. I guess I'm tired and saturated. I'm thankful for the weekend.

And this week I also learned that I probably wouldn't have made a very decent actor/actress. I've spent my whole life trying to be real. Trying.