Madison has a tutoring session with the French tutor at 3PM today and I still have to do my makeup. As many of you know, the French tutor happens to be HOT, HOT, HOT!! Not that he would be interested in me, but I still feel the need/desire to put on makeup and use hairspray. There is something so wickedly yummy about eyeing-up a young 20ish grad student with an intoxicating accent. HMMM. Yeah, I know. Call me Mrs. Robinson or Stella, but seeing this young eye candy twice a week makes me smile. And in addition to be good looking and smart, he is a genuinly nice guy.
Someday in the future, Madison will look back on this and tell all her friends how lucky she was to have a French tutor that just happened to be smokin' hot and from Versailles. When I was in school, I took German from a sweet little old nun. She was super nice, but I never went to class just to have a looksy at her. So now that everyone knows I am 'Stella' like, I will get going on my make up!
Not a good intro to my next topic, but it appears I will be teaching Sunday School this year for first and Second graders. I think it will be a blast. I taught Catechism back in Oregon and it was a riot. Let's just hope I can keep my sense of humor in check.
Off to the tutor, YEAH!
There are scars, still. Even within the miracles.
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