Sometimes everyone just needs loving

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The Music's Playing

And our Nu is in the back row with all the other clarinetists. Their Ode to Joy was joyous and somehow Big A correctly identified one of the final squawks as Nu's.

"That was me," she confirmed gleefully.

#BossDayTreat #PostSansu



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Now Cage-Free

I reached out to the iconic Marilyn Frye some time ago asking her to speak at the college, and she declined. She must have sensed my immense (fandom and) disappointment, however, because she asked if I wanted to have coffee. Did I? YES. (I interpreted that as tea, but if I had to drink coffee in order to meet her, I would have.)

I got to gush about her work, and tell her I've lost count of the number of times I meet old students who have forgotten the details of every other reading, but remember  "the birdcage." She was so warm and lovely and generously claimed to love the stuff I'm working on right now. We talked for a couple of hours at Chapelure, and then I floated home on a wave of happiness.

Happy Holiday Party Season

Here I am at SSH's giant, girlfriend party. I had my "Never Stop Exploring" white elephant gift stolen the maximum number of times, received some rude coloring books, got better at "Quarters," mistook a pitcher of wine spritzers for water... had a great time.


Had to wake up today and drive to Alma to take At and his roomie S to brunch at in Shepherd for At's Boss Day, but still worth it and I split the driving with Big A, anyway.

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The Doorbell Rang...

Nu looked out the transom and gasped, "It's Nana!"

I didn't really believe her, wasn't he at college gearing up for the last week of classes?

But no. Lo, it was At in town on a date.

Then there were some sibling shenanigans:



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Student Dinner

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Windows

At the first First Year Seminar meeting back in the last week August, I may have wished that our classroom had windows.

At every twice-weekly meeting since, my students have drawn me a window on the blackboard by the time I get to class.

I love them.



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