Signs I should have known this semester would be a doozy.

1. My professor wears a bow-tie... Always.

No exceptions.

2. Everything is due 24 hours before class begins each week.

On the dot.

No exceptions.

3. For each assignment due, we must record the amount of time it took to complete.

For each assignment.

No exceptions.

4. We have all been informed that no one will receive an "A".

A "B+" yes, an "A", no.

No exceptions.

Perks of this doozy.

1. My professor wears a bow-tie... Always.

No exceptions.

**NOTE** This is NOT an image of my professor. Should he stumble across this blog, it is important to note that my professor is much younger, "hip"-er, more debonair, better looking and generally more cool than this guy.
Oh wait... is there something brown on my nose?
Deal- a sista's gotta do what a sista's gotta do to get and "A-" around here.

Hope your week wasn't a doozy like mine.
See ya on the flip side- quite possibly 24 hours before you expect me,

Hansie.

Bath Salts+Compositions

potential back to school outfit

First day of school today. 

And

I 

Am

PUMPED.

I love school, I would have married school if Kristopher didn't get to me first. 

But to give the final heave-ho to summer I spent yesterday making homemade tomato sauce, 

picking flowers at this great little "u-pick" flower place, cleaning, and buying new lipstick and composition notebooks.

AND infusing bath salts with orange peppermint from the garden.

So, yeah, I think I padded my last day with enough activities to complete the obligatory back to school essay entitled "what I did this summer."

Now if the weather would just get down to a balmy 65 I could wear all those fall sweaters without sweating too much. 

Because I am going to wear fall sweaters whether it is 61 or 91.

Because school is back in session.

luff-

racha