I always feel like somebody's WATCHIN' me

Okay, so I'm just curious. If you're out there and reading my blog, can you just post a little "Hey" comment somewhere on my page?

I have no grand illusions that people I don't know personally are reading it, I just want to know which of my friends and family have found me, and take a little time out of their skeds to keep up with the Chittums.

It's easy to do - you don't have to have a blogger account. Just click the comment link, and post whatever you like.

Once Adam and I move to KC, I feel as though this blog will become the primary means of communication for most of my friends and I.

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I had a hard day at school today. Not for any particular reason, and certainly not because of the little darlings. They were actually quite good this afternoon.

It's just really tough this time of year being the adviser of a yearbook that comes out in the fall. All of the other teachers are doing finals, cleaning out their rooms, counting the minutes until 11:12 on Thursday. Me, I'm stressing out about whether or not we'll actually finish the yearbook by May 31. If only I could just skip finals and concentrate solely on helping YBers with the finishing touches.

Oh well. We're getting close. So close, I can smell the printers ink.

I'm tired, though, so I'm going to go eat dinner, upload some photos to Wal-Mart.com, and take a nap. Yes, I'm old.