Overheard

In Excel class Tuesday, cute, blonde, leather-booted, 40ish instructor Michelle, walking into class with her darling black turtleneck (we know how I feel about these - just ask my daughters) and her leopard-print skirt . . .

Do you guys belong to me? You look like you belong to me.

I'm thinking that most of the men in that class were wishing they belonged to her.

I wanted to surreptitiously take a photo of her because she's the most interesting fashion I've seen yet on campus.

I've been SEARCHING for something interesting, but it is winter here and most people leave their coats on in class. I, myself, rarely take off the scarf wrapped around my neck. It's cold in them thar rooms!

It's a commuter college. Very small campus. I'm thinking that people roam in for class and then roam right back out. That's how I'm rolling anyway. There's no awesome library to hang out in, but I've been considering going to my local library to do financial homework since it is distracting at home. I apparently have the attention span of a 12-year old boy looking at his father's Playboy.

Ha!

Spring is right around the corner they keep telling me.

I saw the first sign of spring, for me anyway. Daffodils! Yes, they are from Trader Joe's, but it is the first sign for me.

Truth? It doesn't get nice here until May. Maybe not even then. Why do I love it here so?