Dear Diary,

I will get to the boy kissing incident in a bit.  I’m sorry I’ve been MIA.   The honest truth?  Laziness.    This week, this new year, has pumped me up so much that I need to share some things.

Rather than tell you what I’ve been up to for the last two weeks, and how was my Christmas and how am I doing with no job, blah blah blah, I’m going to get to right to the good stuff.

Yesterday, I taught music in Evan’s kindergarten class.  I actually came prepared with a lesson, I guess.  I bought a book about the orchestra, along with a CD, so I decided to teach the little ones about the sting section of an orchestra.    We (and I do mean me included) learned about the violin, viola, cello, double bass and harp.    After each instrument, I’d play an example of the sounds and music each instrument makes.  Then I asked the class how the music made them feel.   Here are some of the comments, first the violin:  ”It makes me feel like my grandma died,” “I feel like a bad guy is sneaking up on me,” and “I feel like I’m in a castle and a vampire is about to bite me.”

Viola: “This makes me feel like I’m going to cry really hard,” “It makes me feel worried,” and “It makes me feel like I’m in a castle and a vampire is going to bite me.”

Cello and Double Bass: “I feel pretty relaxed with this music,” I want to lay down when I hear this music,” and yes, once again, “I feel like vampires are all around me.”

Harp: “It makes me feel like I’m looking at baby Jesus,” “I feel like I’m and angel floating around,” and “This makes me feel like glitter is falling from the sky.”

Kindergarten teachers must laugh out loud every day.  Those little minds are so entertaining.

After the big lesson, I put on one of the kid songs from a goofy CD I bought somewhere, we all got into a circle and had a dance party.  Each kid got to do his or her moves inside the circle for 30 seconds or so.  Again, hilarious, especially the kid who did the Forrest Gump version of Elvis.

Charlie got into trouble after school yesterday for passing a note in class.  I had to sign the note just so the teacher knew I saw it.   The phrase in said note that raised the red flags was this: “You suck eggs.”   Suck is not something that should be said or written in school, but I sure got a kick out of it, secretly.    Who am I living with, a Little Rascal?

Okay, now the boy kissing.  It’s not the infamous “him” either.  I’m not going to tell you who is it because it’s not polite to kiss and tell.  Is it okay to kiss and tell if his name isn’t mentioned?  I’m thinking yes.  So, it was new years eve and I was at an AA dance at the Scottish Rite Center with Tracy and Tina.   It was exactly how you’re picturing it too; a dj, a dance floor, round tables with white table clothes all around the perimeter and coffee, punch and water for refreshements.  We were all goofing around having a blast together when I got a message from a guy I’ve been flirting with.   Long story short and  a dozen messages later, he’s on his way to meet me in the parking lot!  As I made my way through the giant cloud of smoke from all the AA people cigging it up outside, he texted me “I’m outside!”  OMG!  I about died.  It was like a movie.

I see him walk up.  He looks so cute that I can barely look at him.  We exchange pleasantries, he takes my hand, we walk a little ways away from the building and he says “I had to come for my new years kiss.”  SHUT THE HELL UP IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING.    The answer is a big YES!  Really good kiss, a few of them actually.  I wanted to keep making out with him, but he had to take off.  It was just a drive by kissing, but I was cool with it.  I ran back into the dance with the biggest smile on my face.  It was the best new years eve in recent memory, that’s for sure.

What’s great about this is that it came with no strings attached, either on his side or my side. It is what it is, it was what it was and it was perfect.

See you later, Diary.