Oh, y'all, I am at the stage of tired where I have no idea what I meant to post when I started reading fifty posts ago. I'm working on about six hours of sleep over the last two nights and twenty-seven hours of driving. And I only ate a chicken salad sandwich today. (Hurry up, pizza! Can I just say how enamored I am of the Dominoes status bar? My pizza just got put in the car.) But! I did the thing I came to do, and it was great. And tomorrow I get to hang out with my absolute favorite professor from college! And then Nashville, yay!
I wonder what I was going to say? I'm sure it was really profound.
health~ma to the appropriate spouses & siblings! Both of those sound scary, but hope will heal up well.
Ooh, El Pollo Lico has a Mexican Cobb Salad. Maybe I should get one tomorrow to find out what's in it. Research.
Oh, yeah, right, kiddo! I totally say kiddo. I use it to make a distinction between any putative biological children and my students, though. My students are my kiddoes. I don't have any kids. My students will remain kiddoes until they and/or I die, though, so people who are not old like me can just suck it up and deal with it.
Can I just say how enamored I am of the Dominoes status bar?
It tells me when I have to put pants on and get to the door.
More boots (I am avoiding work, and cleaning, and being an adult)
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Now I want pizza. Jeez, body of mine, I have fed you plenty today, be satisfied.
Still liking those first boots best.
Sleep well once you eat, Liese!
Ugh. Tonight has been unexpectedly tough. DH is in a foul mood and Franny is dithering over her homework, which just makes both of their moods fouler. And I'm trying to keep things in check but it's making me feel frazzled. Oh and I had what might have been the early signs of a migraine today -- headache, spacey, nausea -- but I took some naproxen and that seems to have done the trick (which is good because I don't officially get migraines so I have no actual migraine meds in the house). Now I need to grade student homework before I go to bed.
Too damn long. My days are too damn long. I realized I'm incredibly privileged and should be counting blessings instead of whining, but I find the 6am to 10 or 11pm routine is no longer working for me.
billytea! I think of you surprisingly often.
Hi, Emily!
It's not?? My faith in my knowledge is gravely shaken. Is the Queen not on their stamps? My stamp collection is not easily accessible.
It's still a Crown dependency, so the Queen is their Queen too. But they didn't sign up for a whole bunch of other stuff.
Oo, I like the Penny boot
Okay, back to work now
