Okay, okay. I slacked off again. Big time. But hear me out—it was report card week. It really should be called “Report card TIME” because a week is just the last fraction of time you have to get grades in. Leading up to that week is actually harder: chasing kids down for lost assignments and adding up said late assignments in your grade book is time consuming. Then let’s not forget that we have to add comments to students’ work. It was a harried week, friends!
We also returned from Bahrain, which I tried really hard to like, but which was really nothing more than an expensive, smaller version of Kuwait. We did go to the souq, which was cool, and I got a little wooden camel, which was also cool. I liked that part, and I also liked going to the Hard Rock café with Megan and getting a free breakfast from a rich Saudi guy whose Bentley I admired.
The weekend, however, was wonderful. Thursday night was a movie night. Megan and I went to see Wreck-it-Ralph, a hilarious and witty story featuring characters from our favorite 80s and 90s video games. It was clever and sweet and was made all the more enjoyable by the fact that we had an incredible Italian meal beforehand. We had this delectable pasta with creamy mushroom sauce and amazing lattes.
In other news this week, I read “In Flanders Field” to my kids, and am finding it hard to get a hold of a poppy in Kuwait. I assumed the embassy would have them, but since they have hours reminiscent of an understaffed medical clinic in Canada, it’s impossible to get there before 3:30—closing time. SIGH.
Mom and Linds have sent me a package, which is exciting. It does have poppies in it but I can expect to receive in about three weeks, which is sadly long past Remembrance Day. It does, however, have pyjama pants in it, so I’m a happy camper.
Nothing else new to report. The countdown to Christmas has begun! It is a sad state of affairs to be in a country where it is hot and snowless when I am such a Christmas freak. I am missing the festive décor (although I almost wept seeing trees and decorations at IKEA on the weekend) of the malls and the twinkling of lights on the houses.
I hope you are all well, and now that I am back and settled, I can fully guarantee a quicker update for next time!
And remember! “I’m bad, and that’s good. I will never be good, and that’s not bad. There’s no one I’d rather be than me!”