The door leading from the parking lot into India Spice's deli. If I had noticed that I was walking through a parking lot, I might have moved my car off the street.
By the time I came out a parking officer was giving me a ticket. $40. Kind of offset the delicious $3.99 lunch, pricewise.
Poor parking officer. I wasn't nasty in the least. I hadn't even thought about putting money in the meter, I was so full of positive fog when I arrived. He couldn't appreciate my being friendly at all.
I will never become a parking officer. How awful to have to shut yourself down like that.
I was on my way to substitute teach another writing class at a nearby equestrian center. It went really well. I hadn't met the girls before. They were amazing.
I actually had fun this time. Karin, who teaches them riding, etc., had them take a bunch of photos last week to illustrate various things regarding how people see them and how they see themselves, and then this week I had them make little books out of the photos and they did little captions for them.
Wow, was it interesting! They’re so clever, these 12 year olds. One of the questions was “How do you look when you no one can see you?” They work in pairs, so they can take photos of each other. One girl said she was sleeping when she was alone, so her photo was of her with her head down on the table on her crossed arms with her hoodie pulled up over her head. Another said no one could see her when she was in the bathroom, and her photo was of the LADIES restroom sign. Made me laugh. One said no one could see her when she was nude, and she had a photo of herself wrapping her zippered sweatshirt tightly around her body and peeking out. :)I'm looking forward to having my own class for 8 weeks, starting in a couple of weeks.