I think it's important to take part in the little rituals that make our holidays special, so yesterday I went to San Jose and wandered through a giant mall with a dear friend from high school. (Come to think, maybe it's more high school nostalgia than anything, but hey: Santa was there and stuff.) At some point we decided to get makeovers. I must say, if I got up early enough to do a smoky eye/dark lip combination, I would be the most popular teacher ever. I hardly ever wear makeup, and at least fifteen random students comment appreciatively when I do. I have no idea why this is.
(Reinforcing my decision to sleep in rather than make up was the following trip to the gym, where scrubbing off the smoky eye left me looking like a raccoon with a strange predilection for kettle bells.)
Since I've been on vacation, I've had time to hunt down little classroom goodies. For instance, I went to my favorite craft store and bought some ultra-fine glitter and other critical kindergarten supplies. I've also spent time on the internet, hunting down books I want for my room. I now have in my possession Richard Egielski's retelling of The Gingerbread Boy, which has awesome, vaguely Art Deco illustrations and an urban setting. I also ordered a copy of "Stand Back!" Said the Elephant, "I'm Going to Sneeze!". I do currently have a copy of this one, but I found it in a free bin and it was used for doodle paper and has unidentified spills on it. I have not been able to unearth a copy of No Kiss for Mother at a price I am willing to pay (and hardcover), but someday I will.