Hugging Soldiers, Kissing Babies...I need to run for office.

I've had lots of visitors this week. Typical of the last week of school, but this year I seem to have had more soldiers (former students) and babies (of former students) to come visit than ever before. It's been great, and sort of drives home why we do what we do. Twice this week I've come home from school with baby spit up on my shoulder. Livin' large, people.
Thursday night, we're having a Southern Living at Home party here. Not sure how many folks are coming, but I've gotta run to town tomorrow after school to pick up some type of refreshmente'. Plus, I have to pick up a Secret Pal gift for our Big Reveal on Friday. Oh yes, Waiting Until the Last Minute. That's me. Not to mention, my poor Secret Pal. Bless her heart, we have like...zErO in common. Nada. Zip. Zilch. So yeah, I haven't been the giftiest giver this year. Hopefully I can make up for it with an end of year gift that says, "Gee, I'm sorry. Can we still be friends? And if not friends, then non-combatant co-workers?"
I plan on attending High School graduation on Friday eve to see some of my former students graduate. I may be able to meet up with the QM's for dinner afterwards, and then on Saturday, I'll be heading to S'port to pick up our stuff for the camping trip (we leave Monday) and going to a swim party Saturday evening.
Oh, before I forget! Jenn from long ago at the TLOL, I hope you found me!! Let me hear from you!