When I began talking to my administrator about his academic needs in the art room (this is while she was taping off the box) she looked at me like I was speaking some alien dialect. Motherf……wait, can we say that word? Anyway. This feels real bad.

That’s what I watch after a bad day at school. Everyone’s trained to leave me alone when they hear the opening credits.

We skipped dinner and split two mini cheesecakes. Birthday Cake and chocolate.

Some people seem to have the mistaken impression that accessibility only benefits a very small population of people, when actually everyone benefits from making sure things are accessible

Hah!

FOUR sinks. There will be four….I just found out. And cabinets for miles.

Just lovely! Credit where credit is due has been a novel concept to some. Watched it with my boy last night….I will show him these pics.

I get a lot of flack from my fellow art teachers by allowing graphite paper for my elementary students when they’ve ideated and been creative and want a tight finished product. Screw ‘em—I was an artist long before I was an art teacher and this is what artists in fact do.