I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship. - Louisa May Alcott

I don't like fire ants. Especially when they bite my feet repeatedly. I feel as if I were ambushed.  Amgrassed? Whatever. They were, apparently, hiding in the grass Friday night and I stepped on a bunch or something as I reached my car. (Yes, we often park our cars in the grass at church.  Lots of grass. Lots of cars. Not as much asphalt.)

I do like my new sixth grade class.   I do like having a co-teacher.  I do like my new room at church.  None of them ambushed me, for starters, and all of them will fit very nicely. My co-teacher, Miss Mellow (which she is, as well as being extremely cool in front of a new class! But then, she is a professional. ), was a lovely, restful soul to have in class. 

I love that my kids can "play swordfighting!" together.  Cyclone and I used to do that when he was younger; now he is swordfighting! with Cartoon Ranger.  Awesome.  (Yes, I shall undoubtedly be swordfighting! this week, too.  I am laying dibs on the longer gladius.)

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Especially when viewed from inside an air-conditioned home.  My car may not have A/C but my house does and I am truly thankful.