Well anyway. Yesterday was Valentines' day.
A summary of events: I purchased candy for the students I work with as well as for some of my favorite faculty members. I'd forgotten what it was like to celebrate Valentines' day in a high school setting; there is candy EVERYWHERE.
Two students gave me heart shaped lollipops; the teacher I work with and a student each gave me a cupcake; yet another student gave me a home-made brownie; and another student gave me a packet of skittles. Additionally I ate two chocolate covered strawberries purchased from the home economics students. And I drank a can of cherry dr. pepper with my lunch.
What I'm saying is, at the end of the day, my heart was beating out of my chest and I was mentally preparing myself for the humiliation of my impending newspaper obituary reading only, "death by sugar."
& before I continue with my summary of events, I'd like to include some student perspectives on Valentines' Day:
& even though this student isn't sure what my name actually is, it's clear I'm touching lives.
& just in case any school administrators find this post, it's worth mentioning that I lovingly call her Stupita Lupita.
Later, our students created write-around love poems in their groups (meaning each member of the group individually came up with at least one stanza of the poem). One group of boys (admittedly, a cluster of my favorite students) turned this in:
Anyway, so the rest of my day...
All hocked up and high on sugar, I came home and manically began cleaning my home.
Why? Not just because I needed to burn off all the excess energy, but because I had a Valentine and I was worried he'd want to come inside & then I'd have to explain all the dust and piles of hair...
Anyway, so my date was coming over at 7:15ish and I had only just gotten home at 6.
Thankfully, because I'd spent the morning and afternoon harvesting diabetes, I was able to get my apartment clean and change clothes before my date arrived.
I'm sort of not ready to talk too much about him; it's new & the situation is tricky but I will say he was very chivalrous, having showed up at my door with chocolate and white roses. He opened my door for me all night & was a great conversationalist. He's pretty dope and it was my best Valentines' day yet.