10 (Cinco de Mayo)

It seems that time is flying. If I were a space shuttle, I would be starting to have a bunch of fire under me right now! My class periods consisted of study time, followed by a short test, followed by the kids having 10 minutes or so at the end of class to goof off. I made the test short because I hadn't covered a lot of material. I always put an item on there for my own amusement. We had talked about the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) and I told the kids that they needed to know what FDA stood for. When I made the test, I decided to write the item like this:

The Food and Drug Administration is better known as the _______________.

Needless to say, most everyone got this right, but it is always amusing when you just throw a freebie out there and some people STILL don't get it. People will have to see that my class is not that difficult but it is not a friggin' joke! I am not going to cut people slack this time when I have been very straightforward with the material and have made it totally accessible.

After school, I kept to my strict regimen of relaxation and partying (people think I'm joking, but I have done everything but write out a schedule - my sanity WILL be kept!). My wife and I went out to get some Mexican food for Cinco de Mayo. We use any excuse to go to the Mexican restaurant, especially since we will be moving and will not have our favorite restaurant anymore. I got a margarita, and my wife - who rarely drinks anything - ordered a strawberry daquri and drank most of it. We had a great time, and after we got home, my friend called and said they'd be going to the local Irish pub. I joined him (around 9 or so) and planned to stay for a little while, but actually ended up staying until the last call at 2 AM. Every hour or so, when I was about ready to drive home, another opportunity to drink would present itself, whether it be a friend showing up or the bartender making one too many Irish Car Bombs and needing someone to drink one for free. You just can't (at least I can't) turn down a free Irish Car Bomb!

I spaced out my drinks well and never got too drunk, and spent most of the evening talking to old friends and strangers about politics, the education system, and the Lord (well, I couldn't talk about the Lord with one guy because he was an ardent atheist). It's amazing how good a night of pleasant conversation makes one feel. God is good, I am content, and now, it's time to help out a bit with the packing!