Monday

Mondays are hard enough. But today is already harder than normal because Stef left. She came up for the weekend (first visit by a PA kid since I moved – yeah!) and we just chilled. Took her to buy cheese curds. We ate curds and loads of veggies and watermelon. So we chilled and vegged. We lived in the vegetable crisper of life.

Yesterday we actually got into a vehicle. Paid a king’s ransom for a tank of gas. Drove 93 miles to Ithaca where Stef’s godmother aka my best friend aka Aunt Beth just moved with her handsome and debonair husband, Paul. To any of you Ithaca College students, she’ll be known as Professor Bleicher, and you can find her in the English department. If you have a chance to take a class with this woman, take it. You will learn more than you thought humanly possible and you’ll laugh the whole time. So yeah, we had a great time in Ithaca.

Did not see any bats all weekend!

Now it is back to work. Another one of our brood is due to arrive tonight. I like this empty nest thing because the nest is so rarely empty!

Oh, and this is just ack.

24 Replies to “Monday”

  1. hey i’m applying for a job at a new childrens library/theatre that is opening in October (in Charlotte NC) called ImaginOn!(www.imaginon.org). That is sad about Posh (what kind of name is that?) not reading one book.

    ~Shannon

  2. hey i’m applying for a job at a new childrens library/theatre that is opening in October (in Charlotte NC) called ImaginOn!(www.imaginon.org). That is sad about Posh (what kind of name is that?) not reading one book.

    ~Shannon

  3. hey i’m applying for a job at a new childrens library/theatre that is opening in October (in Charlotte NC) called ImaginOn!(www.imaginon.org). That is sad about Posh (what kind of name is that?) not reading one book.

    ~Shannon

  4. My roommate in my first year of university had a boyfriend who spent all his time in our room. He had his own bedroom in an actual apartment, so I don’t know why he thought he should basically live with us in a two-person room in an all-women’s residence, but that’s another story. He was 21 and had never read a book in his life. But he decided that he was going to that year, because he was supposed to for school. (“Weren’t you, you know, also supposed to read a book at some point in high school?” I asked him, but I never got a satisfactory answer out of him.) So he actually did go through with it and read a book for the first time at the age of 21. It was Gulliver’s Travels. As much as he annoyed me, props to him for managing to read Gulliver’s Travels without the benefit of having read Ramona the Pest or Superfudge or The Catcher in the Rye or anything along the way. I only made it halfway through Gulliver’s Travels before I got too bored and gave up. I don’t know if he ever read another book after that. And I never will know, because I don’t ever expect to speak to him or his girlfriend again.

  5. My roommate in my first year of university had a boyfriend who spent all his time in our room. He had his own bedroom in an actual apartment, so I don’t know why he thought he should basically live with us in a two-person room in an all-women’s residence, but that’s another story. He was 21 and had never read a book in his life. But he decided that he was going to that year, because he was supposed to for school. (“Weren’t you, you know, also supposed to read a book at some point in high school?” I asked him, but I never got a satisfactory answer out of him.) So he actually did go through with it and read a book for the first time at the age of 21. It was Gulliver’s Travels. As much as he annoyed me, props to him for managing to read Gulliver’s Travels without the benefit of having read Ramona the Pest or Superfudge or The Catcher in the Rye or anything along the way. I only made it halfway through Gulliver’s Travels before I got too bored and gave up. I don’t know if he ever read another book after that. And I never will know, because I don’t ever expect to speak to him or his girlfriend again.

  6. My roommate in my first year of university had a boyfriend who spent all his time in our room. He had his own bedroom in an actual apartment, so I don’t know why he thought he should basically live with us in a two-person room in an all-women’s residence, but that’s another story. He was 21 and had never read a book in his life. But he decided that he was going to that year, because he was supposed to for school. (“Weren’t you, you know, also supposed to read a book at some point in high school?” I asked him, but I never got a satisfactory answer out of him.) So he actually did go through with it and read a book for the first time at the age of 21. It was Gulliver’s Travels. As much as he annoyed me, props to him for managing to read Gulliver’s Travels without the benefit of having read Ramona the Pest or Superfudge or The Catcher in the Rye or anything along the way. I only made it halfway through Gulliver’s Travels before I got too bored and gave up. I don’t know if he ever read another book after that. And I never will know, because I don’t ever expect to speak to him or his girlfriend again.

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