Thursday Threesome

::Last Day of School::
Onesome- Last: What's the last thing you do each day before heading to bed? Do you sit down with a cup of herbal tea? Read a bit? What's your evening routine? Do you settle in early or are you a night owl, winding down long after the rest of the household is in bed?

:-) Cover the birdcage.

That's not fair, though, because I always forget something: the book I'm planning to read for a few minutes after my shower, shutting the hall bath door so the bedroom door can stay open without light coming in, putting my PDA on to charge, checking the weather...

If I had my druthers I wouldn't go to bed until wayyyy late, one or two, and sleep until ten. I sleep better after six (which, of course, is when I have to get up on weekdays!—typical!).

Twosome- Day: How do you start off your day? Do you stumble to the kitchen and turn on the coffee maker in a sleepy haze? Or do you wake up refreshed and rarin' to go? Maybe somewhere in the middle?

Refreshed? I wish. Don't get much refreshment out of a night's sleep anymore. After dressing on weekday mornings, I go assemble things for my lunch bag and then check the weather and the traffic before leaving.

Threesome- of School: What's your fondest school memory? Whether it be from childhood or college, let us know!

All of ninth grade. Ninth grade was swell. We had great teachers—Mr. Abosamra was our English teacher and he was fabulous!—and we were the Big Kids on Campus. (Remember, this was back in junior high school days. Ninth grade was the big year, not eighth.) I didn't have half the fun in my senior year of high school than I did in ninth grade. In fact, 12th grade was a big letdown.

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