This week I am taking a reading workshop called Wired For Reading. It was one of those things where I knew I should, I knew I would, I also knew I should get it out of the way so I wouldn’t agonize over giving up a few precious days of hot, dry August all summer.
Naturally, I’m antsy at this thing. I’m standing in the back of the room on my tippy-toes to get my wiggles out while we discuss the birth of the English language (Did you know that the English language was born about 400 AD?) and the location of the tongue for varying letters in the alphabet. Interesting, but… I mean, summer’s here! It’s 76 perfect degrees out! Thank goodness I really like my new team of teachers. But still. I’m wiggly. So what did I do? I did what I ask my own students not to do- I escaped to the bathroom. While I did need to visit the restroom in an official capacity, I also just needed to move a little. While in there, I discovered that during our weekend in Idaho, all that time on the blanket and on the dock laying in the sun made my hair do this:
I’m suddenly a blonde!
That was fun, and free!
(Sorry about the tongue. I have a hard time taking selfies seriously and I got all embarrassed. Silly, yes?)
I’m thinking of doing another diet bet. I think I would lose weight, but even if I didn’t, I know I would do better with that level of accountability during the summer. I know this from past experience! I’m not completely committed yet, but I’m thinking on Monday I might get serious about it.