Adele.

I think I am done with all my homework. Hopefully I am done with all my homework. I can't really keep track of it anymore. Also, we managed to make a list of all bridesmaid dress choices this morning. I think I found mine. Maybe. It is pink, but really it is nude color.

Tonight I want to watch One Night With the King with La. And probably study for my French test tomorrow. But I am not so worried about that; it's going to be open book. So I can partner Esther with my studying. Also Vanilla Comoro sounds like a good, good choice. I am in a hopeful kind of mood.
Tea is the ultimate hope. It's a spirit filler. So are Bible love stories.

Last night I had a dream about Adele and kissing.
I was in charge of this project about the solar system in this giant conservatory-like room where they held a lot of piano recitals. The two other teachers helping me kept sneaking kisses when they thought I wasn't looking. But this sweet little boy with dark curly hair was playing spy for me and kept tattling on them. He told me quite precisely, "I caught them twice behind Mars." I could feel myself laughing in my sleep.
Adele was there. The singer, I mean. She and I were sitting next to Saturn's rings after we had set almost everything up. It was odd. She had her legs crossed and was on top of a piano and wearing jeans and a white blouse. I remember I had a little girl on my lap and we were all arguing about stars.
The little girl was winning.
Before I woke up, she started to play the piano and Adele started singing.

Okay. I have to go drink two more cups of tea before I go teach because my cough is not helping anything. Especially choosing a bridesmaid's dress. That was (and still is) so hard this morning.