dayone

I love them already, and I had a great day. But all I want to do at this very moment is go home and soak my head. It's the first day since I quit soda that I've really, almost painfully, wanted a cold Dew. And not from just any fountain. I want a cold Mountain Dew from Panda Express. Panda Express never messes up their soda.

So yes, I love my kids and am excited about this year. Even though they are the only group I've ever had to scold before formally meeting them. No, that's not entirely accurate - I did preface "Watch your language, sirs" with "Good morning." And I might as well give The One a name already, because I know I will be blogging about him a lot - possibly daily. I shall call him ... Buddha.

Snapshot assessment: This is a high-energy, lovable bunch. They talk incessantly and get a kick out of irritating each other. The sweet-looking ones are hiding devil horns and pitchforks; the ones who came with terrible reputations really want you to dig past them. And that's really the only way to have a successful year - pan carefully for the best in all your kids, no matter what their files say. By the end of the year, they'll shine and you'll feel rich.

Onward ...

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In other news, I went for a mini-run yesterday. Performance-wise, it was totally unremarkable. What's notable is that I fought to squeeze it into my schedule, I enjoyed it, and I felt better when I was done. I'm getting somewhere. In baby steps.