I’m back at work to teach my computer class and be the supervisor this evening, before returning to my reunion tomorrow afternoon. I took great pains to clear off my desk and get all pressing matters squared away before I left on vacation, so I wouldn’t come back and weep when I saw the mounds of work waiting for me. My plans were foiled, though. When I walked into the workroom this morning, my phone was flashing with messages, I had 86 emails, there were stacks of books and papers left for me, and post-it note messages were all over my desk (including one very nice one from a teen boy who put a smiley face over the letter i).
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I want to work on a pie mobile! You and me and unnamed baby could travel around sharing the love and the pies . . . .
Woo woo! Let's go. What right-thinking baby wouldn't want to be raised on a pie mobile?
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