Life marches on

I never post. I know I never post. I attribute this to having been in one place for over a year and having no plans of leaving the country. I guess you could say I've "settled down" which is infinitely less exciting to other people than to me. I'm having a ball being married, sleeping late, playing video games, teaching, starting a new garden, playing with my dogs, I just don't think anyone else is very interested in this blissful monotony. I solemnly swear to post when anything out of the ordinary happens. For instance, I went to an awesome brunch at one of my teacher friend's houses. David wanted to know if we should dress up. We got there and about 15 people were in their pajamas, mostly Teach for America teachers and it was amazing. I loved AmeriCorps, but I think maybe TFA is the way to go. You get a salary, you get to live with other cool people; you get 2 years of an education award; and most of you are over the age of 22.
On Tuesday we are having a "The long wait second line funeral for the bush administration" party. In New Orleans, brass bands are often a part of important social events, particularly "jazz funerals". The brass band will play and the "First line" will be the mourners and the "second line" will be people who are attracted to the music. Second lining is "uninhibited dancing at processions." David and our friend Katrina made a banner that says "mission accomplished" We are going to march down the street with the boom box. Then we are having an Inauguration party at the house. I'll definitely post pictures.