Things

Thing 1: My fear of heights gets worse the older I get, so I have to have a really good reason to fly in the first place. The new TSA full-body scan or patdown choice means I won’t be flying at all, I think.

Thing 2: I am thankful that Sarah’s next-oldest son, who sat next to me at Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, chose a candy I don’t care for. (Actually, it’s my diet that really is the most thankful. Back on, and losing about a pound a week again.)

Thing 3: Have I mentioned how happy I am that this is a short work week?

Thing 4: No matter how old they get, apparently, I’m going to remember each of my former students at the age of nine, which is how old they were when I taught them. Yeah, the older boys are all shaving by now, and they’re mostly all taller than me (the boys, anyway), but I look at them and I see the child in them. (But I remember to treat them age-appropriately. Nothing burned me more than people who-knew-me-when treating me like I was still that age.) It was so nice seeing so many of them yesterday. Our private screening of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was perfect. And we wound up getting the big theater, too. Awesomeness over awesomeness, and a memory to take with them for life. Geez, no way I’m going to be able to top this next year.