I wish I was fun to have around like some others in blog world, but I'm not sure I'd like myself very much then. Not that I don't like them. I just don't think I'd like myself as them.
Tat's trying to bite me. Again. She's been trying to bite me since she was a couple of months old. Think I don't feed her enough?
One of my students has upped her time with me. Yay! Another is considering going private (one from the school). She doesn't like their materials, but doesn't want to lose her teacher. My student who can't string two words of English together got 81% on an upper intermediate level test. He redid the test with the principal. Huh??! I'm not even going to ask how he managed that.
I need to cook supper and I don' wanna. So there.
The word 'cogitation' always reminds me of my old friend Linda. Her two little boys and Tat used to play together when they were little. It was like opening a can of worms on the carpet. Linda and I studied together while watching the worms play. Those days, I could still multitask. Now, making a coherent sentence is multitasking for me.
I have tomorrow off. I can sleep late. Now there's a thought! I may just have to celebrate that with another half-glass of caipirinha : )