I'm on a 'spring blink' this week. My school district went on strike at the beginning of the year and instead of having the whole glorious week off I go back to work tomorrow. I'm so tired that I've already contemplated calling in sick tomorrow but I'll be a trooper and just get it done. Is it summer time yet?
Since Cameron had a spring break last week (next year we actually have a spring break the same week....first time in 5 years) I've been able to get some things done the last 2 days while he's been in school. Spring blink = spring cleaning! You would think since I only moved in 8 months ago there shouldn't be a whole lot of crap.....I have at least 3 bags of crap that need a ride to the DI!
Man, I got sidetracked now onto the real post. I had lunch with Cameron today...remember last year? If not go here! He requested chicken teriyaki, chocolate milk and a peanut butter cup. I picked up the necessary items and headed off to his school. It's so cute he runs around introducing me to everyone, "this is my Mom Mandy!" All the little girls thought I was the best especially when they asked me if I like Lady Gaga and I said YES!
So, while eating the lunch lady Ms. Wyman comes up to me and says you must be a Jones? You all look the same. Then she goes on to tell me that she remembers Sharon, Christi and Keith (all by name). I asked her how long she has worked here and she tells me 21 years. I remember when I was in an Art class in the 8th grade and the teacher Ms. ?? (Vicki you'll have to help me out) comes up to one of my friends and tells her that she taught her mother in Art. I always thought that was a little strange but now I have a kid and a lady remembers my brother and sisters. I'm either getting old or she's worked there way too long.
Cameron and I had a great day....I went and played with all his friends on the playground and even jump roped. Cameron wants to know if we can do this again next year....I told him we'll do it as long as he still wants me around. For some strange reason I can picture him in the 6th grade still wanting me there.