
Okay, the world is a little better place today. My older son finally emailed us to say he's okay and will call as usual on Saturday. Last night the projector worked just fine, and we had a great class. Got a lot done. Today I'm showing the 40-minute video of "Barn Burning" to my Justice in Literature classes. Always a winner.
I just overheard one of my colleagues say it's "Sure Happy It's Thursday" Day (or SHIT). Never heard that one before.
I had a long Facebook chat with my brother Delmer last night. We're trying to keep it civil. He told me our sister Sheila has for sure had a stroke and that she'd had an MRI recently. I told him that with Sheila and Sally being stroke victims (Sally's was a long time ago, when she was in her 20s and at her heaviest weight)) and Curtis being a heart-attack victim, that he and I were the only two healthy ones. Neither of us smoke, whereas the other three do or did. Makes a lot of difference.
However, right now, the allergies have me in their grip. I have a choice between the itchy eyes, ears, and throat and drippy nose OR the medicated foggy head. Today I chose the foggy head. I feel as if everything I do is on a two-second delay.
My spouse is driving up this evening to have supper with me. It will be good to see him. My evenings in the apartment are incredibly quiet. I get back from school, have coffee or supper, clean up, listen to a quiet radio, and read. I usually talk to him at least once, but never for very long. I'm not a phone-chat person.
I didn't mention that my 4C's proposal failed to get in. Reinhold and Mike were in it with me, so I'm disappointed for all three of us. Maybe it's time to start writing articles and stop trying to go to conferences. Throw myself into the lion's den of Publish or Perish. Ha.
The Onion had a hilarious article proclaiming that "38 Percent Not Actually Entitled to Their Own Opinion." The reason is that their opinions are too ignorant and ill-informed. Hate to say it, but I've felt that way for years! (Not really. People are entitled to their own opinion, and I am equally entitled to feel disdain for their opinion if it's ignorant and ill-informed.)
Class in half an hour, so I guess I'd better stop entertaining myself.

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