Monday was a pretty surprising day for me (remember, that was Valentine's Day).  I walked downstairs and went to my desk, and there was a cupcake, a bag of candy, and a card on it!  I was one of the only desks in my classroom that had that stuff on it.  Here, Emily and Renee baked cupcakes the night before and made V-Day cards and put them on their best friends' desks.  That was pretty cool.  I felt bad because I didn't do anything for anybody (V-Day never has been one of my favorite holidays—in fact, it usually scrapes the bottom of the barrel for me), except I gave Courtney some Valentine's Day peppermints (peppermints are her FAVORITE!  Except for apples . . . she loves to slobber apple juice all over everything—ooh, funny story about apple slobber later).  Then Mr. Podis, Mr. Stick-Up-His-Butt Spanish teacher, went around and gave everyone 2 or 3 chocolate hearts (some even had peanut butter inside 'em, hehe!).  That was unusual.  The best part of the day was when I came back downstairs after lunch was over.  I went into my classroom and I had a plush Snoopy on my desk holding a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates.  He was sitting on top of a card.  I read the card and it was from Scott!   I ran upstairs and looked for his car, but it wasn't up there.  I guess he drove down from his school during his lunch period, dropped Snoopy off at my desk, and went back to his school.  That was pretty much the highlight of my day.

Sorry if I made anyone puke.  I usually hate Valentine's Day, too, but this year it wasn't bad.

Okay, funny story about apple slobber from Courtney.  My neighbors are always bringing treats and stuff over for Courtney.  Lee also happens to be a coffee-holic.  He can't function unless he has his cup of coffee somewhere in easy reach.  He had brought over this basketball-sized apple for Courtney.  As she was happily munching it down, apple juice came out of her mouth in big, foamy slobber.  She leaned over in Lee's direction to see what was in his coffee cup.  A big glob of horse slobber rolled off the side of her mouth right into Lee's mug!   I was SO embarassed.  Thankfully Lee had a sense of humor about it and just dumped his coffee out.

Anyways.

Last night there was a soup and salad at my school, sponsored by the seniors to help pay for our senior trip (yay!).  We had a very good turnout!  It was cool.  I made the lemonade and put out the pop and coffee.  I was kind of the drink lady, I guess.  It was also a talent show (Mr. Calaway kept calling it a "coffee house atmosphere").  I sang a song that everybody said I did a good job with, but I was beating myself over the head with a stick for my performance.  I didn't think I did very good (but then again, I'm my toughest critic).  I was in a skit later with Brittaney.  I was the "Single Ranger" and she was "Toronto."  It was a LOT of fun, and I thought I did a much better job with it than I did with my song.  I'll post the script to it when I have more time (I'm going dress shopping for homecoming today . . . I guess I should be excited).  I did a little bit of improv with it.  "Well, exCUSE me, Miss Politically-Correct-Native-American!" was one of my improv lines, and everyone loved it.  That was fun.

On a more serious note, someone broke into my school last night sometime after the soup and salad.  They kicked in a window in my classroom (the freaky thing about that is the window is right above my desk).  There's glass EVERYWHERE.  In the keyboards, on the chairs, in the desks, etc.  Thankfully nothing from the desks was stolen, but they busted into Mr. Calaway's office and stole some of his money out of his desk.  They broke down the door leading into Mrs. Christopher's office and found her jar of quarters.  They found quarters all over the floor in the morning with tobacco all over them.  Our school is in the same building as a church, and they broke into two of the pastors' offices.  Pastor Perry's is always REALLY neat and organized, but his keys were taken off the key ring and thrown all over the office and all his cupboards were thrown wide open and the stuff was taken out.  They went into Pastor Rob's office and left his jar of quarters alone, but they took the fireproof safe (there was no money in it.  The treasurer always takes the money home when he leaves, but the thief doesn't knows that) and put it in the middle of the floor and left it there.  It was pretty scary.  I was pretty shaken up about it.

But anyways . . .

I'm going dress shopping for homecoming today.  *pretends to be excited*  Not looking forward to it, but I guess I must.  If I had my qualms about it, I'd go in a nice Western Pleasure shirt, a comfy pair of Wrangler jeans, and my boots and hat, with my belt buckle all nice and shined up.  Mom would fall over in a dead faint if I said that, though.

Alright, gotta go.  See y'all around!

Peace, love, and happiness,

~Marianne