We carved pumpkins for FHE this week. Robin wanted to make a scary, gut-y type pumpkin but I really wanted something cute. Robin, ever the gentleman, obliged.
I knew I needed a knife to carve but I wasn't sure if I'd have time to go home after work so I put one in my handbag before I left in the morning. Aaannd then I walked around all day with a large knife in my purse. I went to the supermarket, a meeting, the dry cleaners oh yeah, and work. Like the school where I work. You know, the one full of children. The one where you probably shouldn't be carrying knives into. And somehow this didn't set off any alarm bells in my mind?
*I wish I knew how to upload an audio clip so you could hear the way I say this. I've been cracking myself up all week. Heeey, guuyys! Heh, heh, heh.
3 comments:
Love your saying about Hemingway but didn't he end up shooting himself in the head?
I'd hate to see that happen to you so I'm leaving you a comment.
Normally it is the students going crazy because of the teachers and doing things they shouldn't not the teachers going crazy with a pumpkin carving knife on the kids.
But who know......?
Tell your boy toy I appreciate the UoU hat.
I finished my pumpkin and dropped it off at the Bishop's house!
Here it is:
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=38869542&l=a121be4906&id=17821348
(PS It was good to see you on Monday.)
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