Day One of the new bedroom setup is much better than the carnage of yesterday. Sammie has returned to the friendly confines of her crate. The blankets and comforters in her crate look like no one has even slept in them. How crazy is that?
Well, at the very least, we don't have to worry about coming home to a Winter Wonderland of cotton and stuffing all over the place.
So, I told Jill that I want Upside Down Flint Rubble Bubble Cake for Thanksgiving. I'm pretty sure she's sorry that she asked what I wanted for dessert. She's like that cake doesn't even exist. I'm pretty sure in this day and age, some moron has created a recipe for this cake.
This weekend will be a lot of fun. Jill and S.Diddy are going to see Star Trek in concert at Bobcats arena. They are so excited. Nichole and I could care less about this.
On another note, time to break out the bubbly! The Yankees won their 27th championship last night, winning 7-3 over the Phillies. By the end, Jill was cracking jokes, so that should tell you how bad of a game it was. I wasn't too thrilled by the end of the game. I'm really glad that they won, but the game wasn't very compelling. Not like the Jets who take every game down to the wire, mostly in the losing effort. Too bad we can't get a happy medium.
Happy Friday for Tomorrow!
News flash, Charlotte is taking credential raises away from their teachers and putting them on a pay for performance raise system. We'll see how this goes. This should weed out some of the teachers that mail it in and have been teaching the same lesson plans for the past 20 years. Personally, I don't think that this is a good idea. If you pay all of this money to go and get a Master's, then you should receive credit for that, unless it is determined that you don't deserve it otherwise. Just a thought. What do I know, though?
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