An Apple for the Teacher

While the other lovely ladies were off for a walk and the naughty baby was hitting the good baby on the head with a shovel,
I enjoyed the neatness of eating an apple while wearing my new apple skirt from the op shop.

One dollar! What a score. Even though it gave me nerve pain because it's so tight around the waist. (It just kind of disappears into my middle, like a sort of quick sand, or a soft abyss.) I just loved it so much that I wore it two days in row, and it must have interrupted my neural synapses. One day at a time from now on.