Happy

I know Fort Holmes doesn't look very happy, but he's actually thrilled that today is the last day of school on Mackinac Island. For me, summer begins today at 3:00 pm, and I'm ready - so ready. Please understand, I'm not bad mouthing my students or their parents; teaching is just emotionally tiring, especially during the last month. I'm ready for summer break so I can recharge my batteries.

Happy

I walk over this valve cover every time I go up Grand Hill. Today I realized he's a little pervert who likes looking up ladies' skirts. Good thing I'm more of a shorts kind of girl.

Well Hello There

As I walked to work this morning I noticed this seemingly happy fellow in a stone walkway near Grand Hotel. He looked so friendly I couldn't bear to step on his little face...

Disapproving

We spent the weekend up in Marquette visiting the kids up at Northern Michigan University. Since we were there, we took the kids on a little shopping trip to Meijer. As we drove out of the parking lot, I got the distinct impression Meijer did not approve of our choices - probably because we tried to stick to a budget! Lol.

I'm Happy You're Here

Now that one of my children has been found to be on the Autism Spectrum, it makes me wonder if I am, too. Sometimes I notice things other people don't, and I often "see" faces in inanimate objects. 

Take this locking mechanism in the floor of the house I clean. (I'm a housekeeper at one of Mackinac's historic homes during the summer season.) To me, it looks like a little face looking up at me, smiling; almost like it's happy I'm vacuuming the threshold of his door. Weird, I know. I'm probably the only person whose ever really looked closely at that lock, except for maybe the builder who installed it, but noticing these little things makes me smile.

Unfazed

I accidentally sewed over this pin today, but luckily he doesn't seem too upset about the whole thing. In fact, he almost looks happy.

I didn't use to see faces everywhere, but since I've joined this Facebook group, I notice them all over the place (like here and here.) 

Can't Put My Finger On It

The face my bread dough reminds me of something, but I just can't quite put my finger on it. Tell me, what do you see when you stare into the eyes of my dough?

It's Happening Again

Back in the beginning of the Covid lockdown, I started seeing seeing faces and it's happening again. Every time I walk past the windowsill in my classroom, I swear this cactus wants me to stop for a quick chat. And then I start to wonder - just what is she smiling about? And then I remember - today is the last day of school before spring break! No wonder she's smiling.

Is it Just Me?

I think sheltering in place is finally getting to me and I'm losing my marbles. Not only am I watching way more TV than I ever have in my life, but I think the furniture has started talking to me.

I swear that step stool just asked me to stop stepping on his head.