1. Well, it’s the Memorial Day weekend. This is a great weekend if you are a teacher, because it’s a little whiff of the summer vacation that is just sitting out there waiting for you, if you can make it through the next few weeks. At the same time, it’s a terrible weekend if you are a teacher, because it means that the end of the semester approacheth and your days for
procrastinating doing your grading are numbered. I will be celebrating Memorial Day in the time-honored way: hacking through dense jungles of projects and papers, armed only with a pen and my own grim resolve.
2. As I type this, I am eating Mike and Ike candies, which I bought on a rare impulse at the grocery store. I don’t mind admitting that I am finding them to be really, really good. Candy snob I am not.
3. This is a lovely image of Mary, isn’t it? It’s a holycard I bought on eBay a year or so ago. It’s remarkably soothing to me, during a week that has been filled with grading, some work drama, very sad news from Joplin (oh, those poor people!), and a few rude awakenings by Matthew, who has been getting spooked by vivid nightmares featuring mosquitoes (yes, really). Our Lady of Peace:
4. Scott just moseyed over to table and picked up the Mike and Ike box — which, it must be admitted, is now empty. He looked so crestfallen that I offered him my one remaining Mike (or was it an Ike? How does one tell?), as well as a green one that I retrieved from the floor. He declined both. (In my defense, it was a very exhausting week, and they are a fat-free food.)
Happy long weekend to all.