And then there were twenty-one

One of my classes finished on Tuesday, leaving only twenty-one left. I can't believe it's that time of year already. I surprised myself by not crying...they're a really sweet group of 12 year olds. They made me a really sweet card. It was a nice last class.

In Poland, Mohther's Day (and Father's Day) is on a fixed date - May 26. My young students asked me if I was a mommy. NOOOOOOOOOOOO way. Not for a while yet, thank you.

I'm reading two books right now - The Celestine Prophecy (James Redfield), and The Mother Tongue (Bill Bryson). The latter is so fascinating and I recommend it to anyone and everyone. I honestly want to sit and memorise every little thing in it, and share it with everyone. English really is a funny and complicated language...it's oh so very mind-blowing.

I had a most unfortunate incident in my flat this afternoon. I was baking peanut butter cookies, and there was a little electrical fire at the back of my oven. I ONLY MADE TWENTY-ONE COOKIES! THERE WERE AT LEAST FIFTY MORE TO GO.

Hold-up. I've had the title for this blog entry thought up since Tuesday, when my one of my twenty-two classes ended. It totally relates to the cookies though too. That is too much. So now my oven doesn't work. Did I mention my toilet seat broke recently?

Well I suppose I will take the time to officially announce that I have a job in South Korea for next year! Mid-August start, for 12 months. I'll be just outside of Seoul. I AM SO EXCITED!!!!! I look forward to both the change and the challenge it will present me. The administrative stuff is almost all settled, so once that's set, then I can focus a little more on my upcoming Italy trip with mom! Timing also works out to meet up with Heather in Venice! You didn't think we could get away from each other that easily, do you? (We already have 2012 travel plans in the works as well...)

I'm really in no condition to be writing right now: I'm exhausted, and both the lack of peanut butter cookies in my life and the movies Heather and I watched tonight have left me heart-broken (as excellent as the films were). On that note...good night! xo