Grade I

Danny asked that I measure his head this morning. He expects me to repeat this at the start of each quarter.

I might have lied, and told him really applying himself to studying ancient Greek will make his brain so large the skull will grow to accommodate it. OK, I lied. *Shrug*

I don't remember my first day of Grade I, but I remember my teacher. She had a dyed, black bouffant hairdo, and eye makeup that was somewhere between Priscilla Presley, and Divine. God, I hope that look isn't coming back any time soon.

In other news-I candied a handful of grape tomatoes. They are drying out in a slow oven at the moment. If this goes well, I'm doing the baby aubergine. Film at eleven.