Anna in Vermont - part 1

Monday: Training on the InterWrite School Pad at Sandburg. I dislike the middle school Lang. Arts specialists. I made four batches of pumpkin cranberry bread for school
Tuesday: Got to school early to help set up for the kick ass English breakfast. Taught some school, went home, and went out with Ben for his birthday dinner. Mmmm... Cheesecake Factory.
Wednesday: Taught some more. Went out with my team for dinner. Didn't get home until around 8:00 pm and had to do laundry and pack for my trip to Vermont.
Thursday: I left from work at 4:00 pm on Thursday and Peggy, the awesome science teacher, took me to the airport. I arrived in Manchester without incident. Although, when I was packing the night before and freaking out about which bags to bring on the plane with me, Ben suggested that I just bring it in a trash bag. I laughed at him. While eating my burrito and drinking my margarhita (airport food courts have lots of alcohol choices), I see this guy walking in front of me. He's carrying a roll of construction plans and a trash bag full of something. Apparently Ben wasn't totally joking when he suggested trash bags.

Friday: While I almost got to go visit a nuclear power plant with one of Kayla's classes, I was unfortunately forced to go to a seminar on physcians adminitions of sorrow and explainations of why something bad happened to patients. While the nuclear power plant would have been really cool, I enjoyed the lecture.
After the lecture and a delicious free lunch of couscous and vegetables, Kayla and I headed to the Ben and Jerry's factory. We went on the factory tour (interesting), ate a free sample of apple pie ice cream (mmm...), shopped in the gift shop (they have a lock you can put on your pints and pint koozies), and got some more ice cream. I enjoyed pumpkin pie cheesecake ice cream and coconut, almond, chocolate ice cream. Kayla got one of my favorites, oatmeal cookie. She liked it a lot. I had ice cream envy. I still have ice cream envy.

I am sobbing ove the death of ice cream. Okay, I don't really like Ben and Jerry's more than other ice cream, but I thought this would be a good picture.
Kayla is pounding the ground over the loss of chocolate peanut butter cookie dough ice cream. If it had cinnamon in it, she'd pee her pants.
My attempt to take a self portrait of Kayla and I in the B&J lid.
Kayla uses her money arms and gets a slightly more focused shot.