6. I am so behind on my grading it isn't even funny.
7. I still have my Nativity scene up. It's almost the end of February. I know I need to put it away, but it's still on top of the piano. Noel, noel, noel, noel. Born is the King of Israel. Because who really knows when His exact birthday is anyway?
8. A couple of weeks ago I got a letter in the mail from a dear friend in Pennsylvania. I had two of her boys in my class my first and second year of teaching. Her family was wonderful and had me over for dinner and were just very welcoming to me. She wrote me this note telling a funny story about the arrival of our Christmas card, and at the end thanked me for influencing the life of her youngest son, who's now 21, for good. It was certainly unexpected and was such a surprise. The letter was definitely something I'll keep forever. All that just to say, you never know how your written words can affect someone when they get that little message in the mail. It's certainly time well spent.
9. That reminds me of my college days when I used to write 249 letters a week. Not really 249, but I wrote a lot. Just ask my roommate, Melissa. And my mom always used to send me pretty stamps, never boring flags, because you know your letter makes a much better impression on the receiver when you use something other than flags. I still hold tightly to that belief, although I can't remember when I last wrote a real letter. Sad, isn't it?
10. Anyone ever read the book A Tree Grows in Brooklyn? It's been on my want-to-read-list for a long time and I've had it checked out from the library for like three weeks now. I've heard it's good. I wouldn't know. I haven't even cracked it open yet. I guess I'm hoping that I get a couple snow days to find out.