To celebrate St. Patrick’s Day, I recommend popping in your favorite Irish-type music and dancing a litle jig. 😉 I’d be doing that myself if I felt better…yes, it seems I’ve contracted whatever evil virus Rand was suffering from last week, although it doesn’t seem to be hitting me as hard as it hit him…

Lest there be any confusion, I must point out that I, alas, am not Irish. Not one little bit. Despite having a name that literally means Ireland, erin-go-blog is 100 percent Italian. But hey, *everyone* is Irish on St. Patrick’s Day! 😉

It’s been a looooooong week of teaching. Thank goodness for spring break.

I finally got to see The Incredibles this week. Hurrah! I loved it. Loved it, loved it, loved it.

Rand was completely adorable…you see, he had seen it already (twice!) in the theater, and I was a bit petulant and whiny about this fact. So I went over to his place after teaching Tuesday night, and he said “I have a surprise ready for you.” He had the movie in the DVD player, ready to play as soon as I sat down. Awww…so yeah, he’s off the hook. 😉

I have so many things to say about 8th graders that I hardly know where to begin. Most of the girls in my class are trying *way* too hard to be grown ups. They have acrylic nails. (the hell? what are these mothers thinking?) They get their hair highlighted. They go out to teen clubs where they hang out with boys who are far too old for them. Ach. But most of them still look like little girls playing dress-up.

One of them, though, scares me a little. She doesn’t look like a 13-year-old playing dress up. She looks like she could be 17. (I swear, officer, she said she was 17!) Her uniform skirt is hemmed too short. (again, mom? WTF?) I hardly know the girl, and I worry that she could be headed for trouble…

Er, anyway…be sure to celebrate, and have a little extra for me! 😉