no more white shoes

okay, so i know no more white shoes, but what about silver, snakeskin-patterned sandals? let me know.

in other thrilling news, there was a real bangin' cookout at ma/pa carter's house complete with old people and babies (the recipe for a great shindig). we had homemade ice cream and painted kitty's cardboard house with cartoon figures. all the ladies kicked it in the garage and laughed really loud. for generations of teetotalers, this is an unusual occurrence.

i ran into a former student at k-mart buying two packs of white-ts. love it! it made me excited to go back to school because, almost across the board, my students are really nice people that are funny i their own ways. i realized i've gotten to teach over 300 kids! it's kind of a great feeling, b/c sometimes i really second guess myself, but i really feel like i've given it my best shot. anyway, here's a less nostalgically vibed article about a light pole falling down in our stadium that i got from kellette's blog. we won't take it as an omen for the year! ironing time. p.s. pray i can sleep. the rooster crows at 5 a.m.!