Sometimes I look at my last post and think of the person who used to make Top Ramen with frozen vegetables and an egg, and wonder how I got here.

mmmm, sushi and eel sauce. So yummy.

Gah. WANT.

Top Ramen with frozen vegetables and an egg

Man, I kind of love that as a quick and dirty dinner. I think it's a texture issue -- I *love* the texture of ramen. Don't know why, can't explain it, but I love it.

So yesterday I wanted to get in my car and just drive, leave everything I am responsible for behind and just disappear. Today I just want to not have to work and or maybe have a extended period of time alone. FTR I did not runaway, thus I keep my grown-up card. I do this grudgingly.

Here's a gold star, msbelle! But, I totally feel you.

I'd rather sit here and keep looking until I reach the end of the internet. But in a few minutes, I'm going to go wash dishes instead.

I'm with you Steph. Both parts of that post.

So this is nice. Come out to walk the dog and the gas company is digging in my lawn to test for a leak.

I have to brag on my dad for a minute. Y'all know that ours is a rocky relationship. He has been in Colorado since Friday, staying with us the first couple of nights. The visit, while stressful before he arrived, has been wonderful. No backhanded compliments. He played with the cats, we had comfortable evenings and enjoyable meals.

He is out here for a three day Water Reuse conference, speaking at each day of the event. The first night he was named as an honorary lifetime member. This honor has only been given to five other people to date, so it is a BIG DEAL. Way to go, Dad!!!

Congrats Dad of Suzi!

I have washed the dishes, made Grace food, and thought about dinner for tomorrow (roast in a crockpot) and renewed my subscription to Time. Now I should put all the things away and go read, yes. No grading, right?

Oooh. I have a teaching dilemma. I have a student with autism, severe enough that he has a one-on-one aide, in my writer's seminar class. This class, with 50 students, is filled with AP students. Right now we are writing personal essays, with an eye towards prepping for college applications.

S doesn't understand emotions though he is kick ass at info retrieval. Explaining to him that I want him to write about a time where he was perceived differently than he intended (it's one way to get kids to write about a shift and personal trait, both of which are needed for the personal essay) is nigh impossible. I don't even know how to begin.

Suggestions?

brenda, when PG&E came and dug in my yard for a leak, they were very quick and tidy about it, if that's any consolation.

Who wants a wedding spoiler?

Program, page 1.

Program, page 2. It folds into a tri-fold dealie (which is why "So You're Attending A Wedding" is on the far right of the first page). We are smartasses.