Sweet November

A few years ago, there was a terrible, terrible movie produced called Sweet November. It involved some painful acting by Charlize Theron, and some more-painful non-acting by Keaneau Reeves (because, really, we all know Reeves doesn't act -- he just plays the same character with different names). This entry had nothing to do with that movie.

I finished student teaching yesterday. It feels glorious to be done, and when I was sitting in class in the evening after the last long, long day, I felt giddy like it was summer. And I was free.

The end of teaching went well. The last two days, we were in the computer lab, which was fantastic because all the kids were engaged in what they were doing and having a good time. When I left, the kids all pitched in and bought me a cake and a Barnes and Noble gift card. It was so nice, and I was really touched. That does not mean I'm not thrilled to be finished.

And now it is November. Wonderful, cool, Thanksgiving-laden November. So many good things happen in November, including, you know, seeing the Affianced in person. On two separate occasions. I know. Hold on to your seats.

Today, I am flying to Notre Dame. I have become one of "those alumni" I never thought I'd be. The kind who goes back and gets nostalgic about the "great college years". The kind who might possibly someday bring her children dressed in tiny Notre Dame jerseys. Or, in our case, tiny band uniforms with tiny Shamrock awards for band practice perfect attendance. Glorious.