Hi Stinky- Thanks for feeling my pain! I teach undergraduates, so there are few grownups in sight! I had an amazing experience one day last year however- I had been out for about a week and had even prayed for some (!) and lo and behold, in my afternoon class, I was talking to a student who had his hands shoved in his pockets, and when he pulled them out to gesture, guess what fell out of his pocket- a gram of weed! He almost had a heart attack, but cool-headed me scooped it up and headed out into the hall with the kid in tow. I told him I wasn't going to turn him in, but I had to confiscate the drugs, and I warned him not to bring things like that to school again, because another teacher might not be so understanding. It was the most amazing miracle! Perhaps I should pray to the goddess again?

My husband and I used to live in Dorchester, but were priced out of the triple deckers when it came time to buy a house- so we headed south to Brockton, where you can still get good deals and not all the neighborhoods are bad as you might expect. We wanted to live in a diverse area, since we are planning to adopt a couple of kids from Liberia (hence my nome de plume!) next year, if all goes well.
Nice to meet you miss stinky- we mid-life gals need to stick together!
I will keep you posted on my seedlings- and my sad search for relief