and now i want one . . .

so this afternoon i was at the WRAP club (writing, reading, and poetry) meeting.  i 'help' sponsor this group of 5 or 6 kiddos.  i say 'help' because i think my main function is to get them off topic and frustrate the other sponsor.  i seem to be pretty good at fulfilling this role.  it's actually pretty easy - they are 7th, 8th, and 9th graders, after all.  

seriously.  

all i have to do is utter two words: edward cullen and ZIP!  they are off.  usually, i like to utter those words with a few others like: "is a loser" (smart, i know) or if i'm feeling really verbose and daring, "sucks."  (if you have no idea what i am talking about, i secretly envy you.)

anyway.  today, i kept them away from the world of forks and bella and edward and JACOB! somehow i got them talking about the names they chose for their spanish class.  this, in turn, got me thinking about the name i chose for spanish waaaaaaay back in 10th grade.  i shared it with my kiddos this afternoon.  they didn't really understand my maniacal cackling when i remembered what i had chosen.  perhaps you will.  it's a little telling.

margarita.

oh geez.