My brother finally friended me, so I guess I ought to stop being so hard on him. He said he wasn't an a**hole, but a dumba** because he had not yet learned how to do everything on Facebook. So why did he manage to friend everybody (including my son Daniel) before he friended me?
I am fixated with color. I cannot stop playing with colored markers and experimenting with color combinations. Oh, how I love rich, saturated colors! I do not want to stop playing with color long enough to do my so-called "real" work.
Today I advised six pre-pharmacy students and helped a student who wanted me to give him some names for his honors society. I also spent maybe 15 minutes talking with my friend Doug Haneline about his recently deceased wife and his status as a grief-stricken widower. I think he appreciated my matter-of-fact approach. I tried not to be maudlin so he could save face by not breaking down and weeping in the hall. He's a real trouper, and I told him that we all love him for his great heart.
I also graded a few papers and have many, many more to grade. Alas, I don't want to grade papers. All I want to do is play with color.
About Me
- Dr. Sharon Robideaux
- I'm a newly retired college writing professor. I loved teaching, but it's time to move on and reclaim some of myself. I also love my husband, my two sons, my daughter-in-law, and some (if not all) of my other relatives. I'm sort of anti-social, but I do claim some long-term friendships that are deeply important to me.
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