Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Who's a Clever Duck? I'm a Clever Duck!
Having been retired from teaching about nine months, I admit I miss joking and talking with the kids. What I don't miss, however, is my stomach clenching when I would see the weather forecast on the evening news. If there was rain or snow predicted, it meant a terrible forty-five minute commute, and a rough day. Today, it's snowing, school's delayed, and you just know we would have to keep the kids in at lunch and recess, effectively cancelling any private or quiet time. I would be condemned to sitting in a box all day surrounded by the aromas and noise of wet, hyper eleven-year-olds. So, I woke up this morning, saw the blizzard conditions outside, and said to myself, "Who's a clever duck? I'm a clever duck!" I get to relax at home with my second cup of coffee (OK, my seventh cup of coffee, but who's counting?), and enjoy my birds in the winter wonderland outside my window! I'm feeling terribly, terribly clever.
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Clever is as clever does. Don't count your chickens before they're hatched. (sorry, I meant ducks)
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your coffee(s).
Both my chicks and ducks and geese better scurry, when I take you out in my surrey... um, no, wait... that was a musical...
ReplyDelete(starting over...) Both my chicks and ducks hatched cleverly this morning, Ray, and sat around enjoying their coffee with me while I counted them.
OK, feeling doubly clever now. The snow, which had let up during the day, has come crashing down again in a blizzard just in time for the afternoon commute.
ReplyDeleteRetirement has its benefits. I love watching the snow from my window. Not so sure about the snow expected tonight, though. Enough is enough.
ReplyDeleteIt's finally looking like spring here! It's so nice!
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