I’ve been having a rough week. I decided to ask my Magic 8 ball if the school year would get any better.
This was the response within 30 seconds.
We had the first snow fall of the season last night. We only received a few inches by me, but South Jersey got an unexpected buttload.
The roads were alright driving this morning. It was the rain that was horrible.
When I got to school, the parking lot hadn’t been touched. Most of the snow had melted… and turned into ice. I slipped 3 times, and I feel like I pulled something.
A lot of teachers called out today, and, because we have so few subs in our district, I’m currently covering a Spanish class.
You know how if you give a mouse a cookie he’ll want a glass of milk?
If you give a bunch of teenagers laptops during a free period they’ll be quiet and let you write a blog. They’ll also ask for advice on how to beat level 72 of Candy Crush.
I don’t mind this coverage.
I bought myself a Kindle Fire HD for Black Friday/ Cyber Monday/ Christmas/ my birthday, and I finally got to play with it today. I’m an art geek, and I was really excited to create my first digital art piece since elementary school and Microsoft Paint!!! My family was also getting ready to put up our Christmas tree as I was drawing, and Max was being a cuddle bug so…well, I think you can see where my inspiration came from.
While most of my Twitter and Facebook feeds have been aflutter with remembrances of those lost to HIV and AIDS in honor of World AIDS Day, once again I’ve been hit head on with both happiness and sadness today.
Today would have been my grandpa (Buster)’s 82nd birthday.
During the last birthday he celebrated, he turned 76.
How could 6 birthdays have passed without him blowing out his candles, saying, “Dangnabbit!” as my grandma tried to help him cut the cake, or giddily opening his presents like a small child?
When he passed away in April 2008, we discovered a metal box filled with slides from old family slideshows. They were messily thrown into the box, with absolutely no logic or order, but neatly dated and labeled.
My favorite slide was the one featured above. It read “Bill & Llama” on the top, with “Bill on left” written below the image. Amongst our grief, we found laughter. This slide was the epitome of Buster’s humor.
So, on every December 1st, I don’t think of World AIDS Day or sadness. I think of my grandpa, Buster, and the laughter he brought into my life for 18 years.
I think of llamas.
Happy birthday, Buster. I love you.