Alligator, Alligator, Eat 'Em Up, Eat 'Em Up

I visited Kris' parents this weekend. Kris' mom, Jeanne, was having a retirement party last Thursday, and we didn't want to miss it. She's retiring from teaching Chemistry and heading the Science department at Crystal Lake South HS, my old HS. The CLS Gators, if you were wondering about the rah rah chant in the title. I never had 'Momma G' - as her students call her - as a teacher, but from the perspective of a bystander, I have always admired the passion she brings with her to the classroom. Her students love her, and she goes out of her way to make sure her "kids" are learning. She's going to be missed. She has left a good legacy, though, and I'm sure she will enjoy the free time.

Speaking of leaving High School, my sister, Jay, is graduating early this June. She's going to Lakeland College, in Sheboygan, Wisconsin. It's only a 6.5-7 hour drive from Champaign, so that's pretty cool. I just hope my parents can find a job in the Midwest again, because then we could all visit again. This Texas thing is for the Muskies. That's right, the Muskies.

Oh, I got my nipple pierced yesterday.

<dramatic pause>

I was just lying in bed, with Aspen on my chest, purring, when all of a sudden, he decides to hook one of his razor claws into my left nipple and pull. As you can imagine, being taken unaware and it being such a sensitive spot, I screamed pretty loudly. Why do people do this on purpose? It was a really small hole, though, so I hope it heals....

On that note, time to get back to work.