Oops, I did it again!

I fell in lub.

Sigh!!!

With my Spring class.

Every time I begin a new semester I tell myself "They're just students. NOTHING MORE!"

I read the roll. I set the rules. I draw the boundaries.

Each morning I get in their faces and shout, "WHO'S YOUR BOSS?" And they shout, "YOU ARE!"

And then I shout "WHO'S YOUR DADDY?" And they start blinking and shrugging and squirming in their seats. (I love that part. hee hee).

I want to make sure they know this isn't kindee-garden anymore. This is the REAL world. This is BYU-Hawaii!

But then something starts happening. They start morphing into real people. Smart people. Funny people. Insightful people. Then oops, there I go again . . . catching a wave on the aloha spirit.

I really couldn't help myself this term. For goodness sake, they love Tim Tams and Paulo Cuelho and they've read The Secret. How much can one girl take before folding?

Speaking of how much can one girl take? Is it just me or has anyone else noticed that EVERYONE is meeting and greeting EVERYONE ELSE right now!

Bloggers all over are blurring that fine line between the virtual and the actual.

I WANT TO BLUR THE FINE LINE BETWEEN THE VIRTUAL AND THE ACTUAL TOO!

WAAAAAAAAAHHHH!

I'm going to start breaking some commandments any second, peeps! And I mean it!

what?


oh.


That's right.

Sorry, I was busy turning glinda green and I forgot I get to see EVERYONE ELSE too!


July 11th @ the Provo OLIVE GARDEN! ( I'll be in St. George the following week, btw).

Can't wait for the salad and the breadsticks. (And Kristina P's snuggaroo.)

I'm going to bring a black sharpie so you all can autograph my candy apple red purse. I can autograph your purse too if you want.

And I'm going to order a round of Code Red for everyone. ON ME!

(You're welcome.)

That reminds me, The Nutty Hamster Chick thinks we should plan a cruise and I get to be Richard Simmons.

I can totally do that.

Especially if I get my big hair Japanese straightened like I've been wanting to. I can't wait to teach you guys how to sweat to the oldies, Kung-Fu Panda style.

So start losing weight for our summer Blog-Across-America cruise, peeps. I've already reserved the Hudson River.

And I've already rented The Lub Boat!


Oh, and P.S. Those of you worried about that nasty Swine Flu, my hub, who works in the medical profession, thinks we should all chillax. Did you know that between 30,000-40,000 people die every year from the People flu.

Instead of worrying about avoiding this:

Perhaps we should be more worried about avoiding this:

Look to it, peeps.

(Well you can look to it. I might go ahead and take the risk).

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Okay, I have a few announcements to make before the closing prayer. (ah shucks, I haven't said that since I was released as Relief Society president).

LoW is playing some food storage game thingie. Click here to find out about it. She's really into food storage and she's really creative and she SAYS her prize is going to be really cool.

Swirl is talking about food storage with her peeps too. They're planning 10X10 menus together and I've been taking notes. You might want to poke your nose into the conversation too.

And finally, Shelle is letting everyone unload their dirty little secrets in her comment box. You don't want to miss it. And she said if you don't have any dirty secrets you can bring your dirty laundry and she'll wash it for you. I'm going to do that because I just washed all of my dirty secrets.