This week has seemed to go by very quickly. I think it's a mix of not feeling particularly well and being fairly busy. My kids are all sick, or sniffling or sneezing all over the place, and it's inevidible that I would pick something up considering they sniffle and sneeze all over me all day. In the past couple days I've rented a lot of movies, many more than I usually rent in an entire month. Tonight I finally got to see Mad Hot Ballroom. I've been trying to get it since it came out and FINALLY it was in. Alright, I'll be honest I cried. It was so incredible! I want to take it in and show my kids, but they're six and I don't think they'd really understand. 

   I've also been reading up a storm lately. I finished Blue Like Jazz in record time (everyone should read it by the way) and fought a very strong desire to dive right into it again. I wanted to start all over again the second I put it down, but thought it better to digest it first and then go back through. So, instead I read A Northern Light, which was consuming and terribly interesting (remember I'm a teacher, I love young adult fiction). Now I've moved into Travels with Charlie because I felt the need for a little Steinbeck. I have  Searching for God Knows What waiting patiently and I'm dying to read Through Painted Deserts too (both Donald Miller books, he wrote Blue Like Jazz). Usually I reserve this mad amount of reading for the beach during the only time of the year when I'm not doing read-alouds every day, but I can't help myself. I'm dying to read.

When life hands you a lemon say, "Oh yeah? I like lemons. What else you got?" ~Henry Rollins