My Weekend...As if Anyone Cares

Tomorrow is the first Monday I will work in two weeks and this week will be my first full week in two weeks...

So do I start crying/pouting now or later?

Hashtag I've already started. 

Being an adult is the worst. However, working throughout the week does make me savor my 48 hours off much more than I used to. 

This weekend in particular, I stayed at my friend's house who lives about an hour away. We teach together and have become besties in the short 5 months since we met so it's beyond unfortunate that we live so far from each other. 

However, we make it work. 

Friday night, we drank wine, gabbed about our kids who are not our actual kids (#teacherprobs), ate too much guacamole, and gabbed some more. 

On Saturday we ventured to Nordstrom Rack and spent a half hour in the shoe section alone. 

I swear that I tried on at least 20 pairs of shoes. 

There were tons of slip-on sneakers and I tried on a few pairs, but I am here to confirm that my feet became yachts. 

This picture or the lighting does not do my concept justice, but my feet felt and looked GINORM. 

And this pair in particular was Cole Haan and they were $100. 

Last time I checked I'd rather spend $100 to be on a yacht than carry them on my ankles. 

 Moving forward, we then worked up an appetite and decided we deserved some mules. 

Fun fact: I have never met a moscow mule that I didn't like. 

This one had blackberries in it and it was fab. 

I drove home late Saturday night, woke up this morning, planned this week, grocery shopped and then completed my to-do list by grading. 

While I was grading, I was taken aback by easily the strangest reason why a student didn't have his/her homework. 

"My little sister threw it in the toilet" 

When a student forgets his/her homework, he/she has to fill out one of my "No Homework Slips." It basically covers my booty when I have to give a zero for homework. That way if a parent wants to complain, I have proof of what actually happened to the homework assignment. 

Let's just say I entered it in the grade book as "Forgot it at home." 

Now back to watching the Super Bowl online because cable is for the birds.