Paris Love

Google informed me this evening that today is the 126th birthday the Eiffel Tower. I dream of Paris all the time. It is without a doubt my favorite city in the world. So happy birthday Eiffel Tower. Hope I get to see you soon.

Ps. Notice how the photo is slightly off center - proves I took it. How's that for odd logic? :)

Sunburn

I am thrilled to report that I got a sunburn yesterday. I know that somewhere out there dermatologists and anti-aging experts are shaking their head, but getting a sunburn means two wonderful things: 1) I was outside for extended periods of time yesterday and 2) Spring and perpetually nice weather are here. It's a good life. Happy Sunday!

Can't Shake It Off

I did that thing that teachers always swear they shouldn't do. I went on ratemyteachers.com. Normally it's not a big deal - a random snide comment here or there, but usually it's overwhelmingly positive. And so despite better judgment, I wandered to that site last Sunday while killing time before who knows what. And there was a comment that crushed me - it was short, bitter, and obviously from a kid who isn't a fan of what goes on in my classroom. His (I'm assuming it's a boy from the writing style) final comment is a hashtag (misspelled by the way) that essentially says anyone can be a teacher these days. 

I don't know why this comment is haunting me, but I can't seem to shake it. With any minor set back in my school day this week(and let's be honest there are many), that comment flashes through my mind. I am trying so hard lately to be innovative and optimistic. I'm trying to not get bogged down in the typical March malaise that traps well meaning teachers and students each year. But I'm sad and feeling like I can't ever do enough. 

But thankfully each day is a new day. Spring break is coming. And perhaps if I play Meghan Trainor's "Dear Future Husband" and Taylor Swift's "Shake It Off" enough times on repeat, I can just let it all go. 

Happy Spring.