It’s OVER. Finished, finito, terminado: all except the shouting, which will hopefully be kept to a minimum, but who cares if it’s not? Maybe some shouting is in order, eh?
Sun’s out, my part of the planet is in bloom, and the beginning is here!
Today, I’m shouting, “WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!!!!!” for the 2009 grads and myself!