This past week was one full of celebration and fun. My birthday began with the entire school singing me happy birthday (instigated by my buddy Owen). My co-homeroom teacher Rolandria baked a batch of cupcakes, brought them to school and had the kids frost them - leading to another round of happy birthday, screamed at the top of pre-pubescent lungs. My students gave hugs and cards throughout the day.
Ainsley surprised me by taking me to a nice dinner in the West Village and buying a new winter jacket I was thrilled to receive.
Friday, a group of friends made it out on the town. We cut a rug till the wee hours of the night.