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| You should invite me to come with you when you try on wedding dresses, though I may show up wearing leopard-print rain boots and suffering from bronchitis. I'm helpful like that. As pictured above. |
Dear Diary,
There is something about late September/October that always results in me falling off the blog bandwagon, and this year was apparently no exception.
For a long while it felt like there was simply nothing to say post-Unicorn. It happened, I wrote about it, and then it was like there was nothing left to do but drop the proverbial mic and walk off the stage.
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| One of my 7-year-old students gave this to me, and yes, it is a unicorn blowing a bubble and saying "Naa". I couldn't think of anything more perfectly symbolic if I tried. |
"I slayed a unicorn"
*drops mic and never blogs again*
But we know that if I stop blogging The Terrorists win, and we just can't have that. So here we go again...
