Last night, My Wife hoped for a snow day. The snow-gods concurred, and we are home as the snow pelts down in near white-out conditions. So, how does she celebrate this gift from above? Does she sleep in late? Does she read a book? Does she curl up on the couch and watch t.v.? No, she comes right down and begins her school work. She dreamed last night about a way to motivate her A.P. students, and now she's working to make it a reality.
Such motivation turns me on.
