Shower Thoughts

It's likely that I'm in a state of denial, which is why this still makes me chuckle.

I've had a kind of on-again-off again dull pain in my left breast for a while, and while in the shower this morning, I decided to figure out if it had definite origins. (Big A and I had been talking about the politics of breast cancer detection guidelines earlier this week--so that was on my mind.)

What I could feel in my 'underboob' area--possibly why it had been undetected for so long--felt like a couple of smooth Lego blocks. My first thought was that weight training had resulted in some amazing muscle formation. Alas, it's only on one side, so no way, but I chuckle every time I tell this story.

I was kind of hoping that Big A would say I was imagining things, but he said it was a definite "mass" and that I should call my doctor on Monday. So I had to take a some time to compose myself before I could return to our guests at 'Fun Friday Film Fest' and Your Name (B's suggestion, and cute for several age ranges).

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Honors Day

I woke up this morning excited for Honors Day.

At was nominated for the Kapp Prize 

as were two of my students, 

and chances were that I'd be

celebrating at the end of the day. 

(And not just because it was my Boss Day.)

Sure enough: At's presentation was 

AHHHMAZING 

and my dear student MW won the Kapp. 

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Why we're going to hell

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Loves her Dada

The Rapids of a Great River

An uninspiring photo I took when out hiking with L and Nu this morning, which got the phrase "the rapids of a great river" stuck in my head. After that, the only thing to do was to pay too much for a copy of a book I've always wanted...

#MSU #RedCedarRiver








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Watch out, sticks!

The picture is its own happy story.

     Alternate story: It's the kind of day where you need a woolen hat when you set out and need to switch it out for sunglasses by the time you get there.
     Nu and I set off with Mason jars of chicken soup for At who wasn't feeling well.
     We found out when we got to Alma that he'd been running a fever for five days--so it was off to Urgent Care, where we found out that he'd lost even more weight and that he had Strep. Pharmacy next (Amoxy is free!) then back to the MUN House to put him to bed. Refrigerating the soup, I found four other trays of food that he'd stashed without eating them.
       Back home, Big A set to throwing away the food and putting the dishes in the dishwasher while I cried my heart out. And that resulted in... a very firmly-worded text to At from Big A. And so we go on.

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Even better!

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