Wow, it's April!

I spent last weekend at my apartment, planning to get some grading done, but that didn't happen. Sigh. Stephen and Heather's kitty Eli has had his first birthday. He gets cuter all the time, as does Griffin. It makes me have kitty hunger. I also have bunny hunger, but because I suspect rabbits are harder to keep as loose indoor pets, I'm not going to get one.

I'm being bombarded by my family members. My younger brother insists that I don't fool him, that he KNOWS I'm really a "believer" in his god. No, bro, I'm not. I'm a die-hard atheist and plan to stay that way. You can't UNknow something. I can't unknow history, anthropology, archeology, astronomy, psychology, and the other sciences.

My husband's cousin is one of those ignorant Obama-is-evil birthers who believes the president is selling us out to Muslim terrorist groups. She also supports English as our official national language. Groan. Sigh. I will never never never return to Louisiana to live. It's going to be hard enough to even visit. My nephew wants to go to the Jimmy Swaggart evangelical ("let's see if I can make you as stupid as I am") school.

Only a few weeks of school left.

My landlady allowed us to install a ceiling fan in my apartment. It works really well. My poor husband hurt himself (nothing new there) because he was standing on the bed doing this, and he hit his head and skinned off a little of his scalp.

My dear mother-in-law is out of the hospital and doing okay on her own, thank goodness. She says she's getting stronger every day. We worry a lot about her.

On April 12, my mother would have had her 79th birthday. I am now older than Mama ever lived to be. She made it exactly 60 years and 8 months. I'm now 60 years 8 months and 19 days.

My nephew thinks he has an IQ of 144 because he took one of those quickie online IQ tests. Uh huh. I told him he needed to take the Mensa test.