What started out as an oops-I-was-sick-all-weekend-and-now-I-have-two-essays-to-write-within-five-hours morning became an oh-my-lanta-what-a-delicious-Monday morning when I walked into class and the kind girl sitting next to me offered me a homemade snickerdoodle cookie.
The morning became even brighter when my teacher pulled up a page full of puns. Remember Punday Monday? If not, you can probably find some old ones by searching them in the top right search bar. It's been a long time. Too long.
PUN PAGE HERE
Also, my husband thinks I'm the most scholarly babe in the universe.
And the cashier in the grocery store thinks my burn scar is cool . . . er, hot.