F

Today Judith sent me my new school year note pad in a big brown school mail envelope.  This has become a pleasant ritual. Each year a notepad arrives around this time, reminding me that it's school time and I better hang on to the small sillinesses that keep time moving forward.  This year's version was a notepad with just the letter F on all the pages.  Judith wrote, "This F can stand for whatever you want it to."  Pretty neat that the F pad ARRIVED JUST TODAY on F day, wouldn't you say?  Obviously I may want to use it to write down items on my FRICKIN to do list that I'm FREAKING out about.  Or I may want to write down some ridiculous FLIM FLAM note to hand to a colleague while we're engaged in serious professional development, just to lighten up the spirits.  Or I may walk around the  building handing out EPIC FAIL F's to people I'm not too thrilled with at the moment.  If I see someone doing something annoying, I could just rip an F off the notepad and hand it over.  "Here you go Noodlehead!  Here's an F!  EPIC FAIL! Just what you deserve!  Poorly done!"
However I use it, the F pad has obviously stirred some powerful imaginings today.  Thank you, Judith!