Tomorrow’s the first day of deer season in Pennsylvania. I always felt like I was the only boy in school who didn’t hunt. Still don’t. But I find the hunter look sexy enough to steal for myself. 😅
I've spent the last couple hours cataloging each wrinkle on my face. On a completely unrelated note, one of my students referred to an article published in 1988 as "an article from the late 1900s". Welcome to my mental breakdown!