I never know what to do when my principal comes into my classroom.

I have always assumed he wants me to remain teaching, so he can see what is occurring throughout the day in my classroom. I usually just acknowledge him with a little eye contact and a headnod and continue on my way, like in today's lesson about the Shakespearean Sonnet structure during DIDLS analysis of "If We Must Die." But my co-worker pretty much rolls out the welcome mat, inviting him to sit down, prompting students to tell him what they are learning, and, I don't know, serving him lunch or something. I wonder what it is I'm supposed to do. Hmmmm. He only stays two minutes or so and that's it. Today, he introduced me to an alum as "our baseball coach, but, more importantly, an excellent English teacher." I was actually touched.

What a long, long week. I can't wait to sleep in tomorrow a little bit. 8am or bust! I think my amped-up schedule and Daylight Savings Time totally wiped out my sleep schedule this past week. No Friday Happy Hour for me tonight... too exhausted. I'm watching Entourage and trying to keep my eyelids open.