I'm a big girl. Tie my own sandals and everything.

My students are so entertaining. They were complaining about Saturday's snowfall, and I made some comment about shoveling the driveway. One student looked at me horrified, and then said, "Wait, aren't you married?"

I responded, "No. I'm not."

She said, "Oh, I was going to say, Where was your husband?"

The entire class erupted and decided that I need to get married so that I don't have to shovel my own driveway any more.