Needless to say, I was exhausted by the time I got home at 11. It was straight to bed and then straight to school again in the morning. My cohort friend and I went to the gym afterward. I did some prints on the treadmill.
Then we moved onto the Stairmaster. I hadn't been on that thing in months. It hurt so good.
The rest of Saturday afternoon was spent with my mom. We did what every person does on a Saturday afternoon: lesson plans. It was way too cute. Thank goodness for my mom.
After I finished bonding with my mom, I tried to bond with boyfriend, but he had better things to do. Instead, I took selfies and pressed random buttons on his keyboard, because that's what good girlfriends do.
The evening consisted of girl's night. Two of my lady friends had birthdays last week, so we made tacos to celebrate. I don't think that birthdays should be celebrated any other way.
We are all approximately 76 years old (I'm pretty sure my friends turned 78 this year), so we spent the evening in pjs and watching movies while eating popcorn. It was the best night. I was out until 1am, so I guess that knocks my age range down a bit.
I slept until 11, which is the longest I've slept in months. Boyfriend and I made our way to his mom's house where this was waiting for me.
It fueled me nicely for my 12-mile treadmill run. Yes, it was raining again.
Boyfriend asked how people were supposed to know that I actually ran and didn't just leave the treadmill running. I told him that I always take sweaty selfies as proof.
My dad made a delicious dinner that was scarfed down with in minutes. Then he made us watch a TV show. Fun fact: our claim to fame are Sara Bareilles and Guy Fieri. A few months ago, my dad as step mom were asked to come to a filming of Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives. Well, the episode aired a few days ago and my dad recorded it because he had not one, but two speaking roles. He's now famous and will be signing autographs.
Tomorrow begins my second solo week. My supervisor will come and watch me on Wednesday. I always get really nervous when she comes, even though I know I shouldn't. Have a beautiful Monday.
Teachers, when do you lesson plan?
What are your town's claims to fame?