I promise it wasn't a birthday hangover.

I am officially in the real swing of this student teaching thing. Wanna know how I know that? Because I accidentally slept in until 9:40 today. (Class starts at 8:45, we have to be there at 8:15.) So you know what that means: time to switch alarms!

In all truthfulness, though, I think I slept in because I think I have the flu. It's mild and I'm combating it by eating nothing and drinking lots of water, which is working for me. (As Mom wisely told Mattea, "The less you eat, the less you can poop!") It didn't hurt that I got three extra hours of sleep last night, either, so kudos to my ears for neglecting to hear three alarms, two phone calls, and three texts just to give the rest of my body a little break.

Speaking of a break, did you guys know that high school students get, like, no breaks?? I forgot just how grueling it can be to sit in chairs all day for more than an hour at a time with only five minute breaks between classes. As student teachers, we spend the majority of the first few weeks just observing, and I felt like I needed a nap every day after school for the first week. Note to self: when teaching, find ways to break up the monotony.

I'm changing the subject now! (Joseph says I have a tendency to veer sharply from the subject at hand, sometimes mid-sentence, so I try now to give warning when I'm veering. There's your warning.)

My birthday yesterday was a pretty darn good one. I had a secret wish that my partner and I would be able to leave school early, and then we did. I had a secret wish that Joseph would be able to come home early, and then he did. I had a secret wish that I wouldn't have to make dinner, and then I didn't. And I had a secret wish that the pineapple I chopped up in the morning would be delicious, and then it was. Basically, all my wildest dreams came true before I ever even opened any presents! (More dreams came true during presents time, too.) It was a great day, and then it ended with homemade brownies, so it was a fantastic day.

Thought as of late: should I, or should I not, post a Facebook album of our wedding photos? I never did because I loved them too much to post to Facebook (I'm kind of a snob), but my sentiments have changed and now my only fear is that people will be like, wait didn't they get married forever ago? I guess I'd just have to say, "Yes, yes we did," and then we could all move on from the awkward. Anyone have anything to weigh in on this issue? I'm not mad if you don't. Just thought I'd ask.