Gray and Grrr

Um. Wow. I went into the garage to see if I had left my tea flask in Bluey, and was HORRIFIED TO FIND I HAD NOT PLUGGED HER IN WHEN I GOT HOME YESTERDAY. There was about a 36% charge, but that isn't enough to get me to work and back.

(I blame the excessively celebratory homecoming reception I received when I pulled in from work yesterday, and all three resident family members--Big A, Scout, and Huck--just kind of descended on me, all loud and huggy. I regret nothing, however. 💓)

Big A rushed home so I could take his car to work, but the scare I got when I realized I didn't have enough juice to get to work nicely shocked me out of my early morning haze. Coming back was a  nightmare that took twice as long as usual as everyone was going 40 mph and there were at least 15 cars that had skidded off the road (though thankfully, cars and people seemed ok) as a cautionary reminders.

In teaching news, I've had two students tell me in the last two days that they had looked forward to taking my class, but now that they're here, they don't like it. 😕

Bare Necessities

A million years ago, I instituted "Health Charts" for the family--everyone had to exercise at least once a day and eat five colors of food every day.

Last night, Big A and I (Nu is at camp until Friday) made some of my favorite things for dinner: four egg sammies, two ginger-sesame avocados, and a big spinach, apple, and goat cheese salad. And I ended up eating all of it, because Big A is post-call and was so tired... and then ended up falling asleep while hanging out with me, so I had seconds. (I must be terrific company!)

When I woke up this morning, I saw this sad picture Big A had texted to family chat pretending he had tried to meet the five-color rule.

Bahahahaha. 

Blue

 Sunshine today, but still pretty bleak. Nu is off to camp as they put it "for four days and three nights" after months of anticipation and excitement.

Clearly, I'm not yet ready for an empty nest.

Just the two of us

 

Just L and me today, trudging through Nancy Moore Park, and all the accumulated mud, brush, and fallen trees. 

It felt so good to be outside again, so good to be beside L again, 

hearing old stories and new.

Reunited

What a lovely day! 

It felt a bit like old times to take off along the Red Cedar with L!

At and S will show up at dinner for Boss-Day Biriyani, 

and I'll take some to L and T too.

Urban

Nu and I joined L for a trek after weeks and weeks...

I'm always intrigued by the artwork under the Beal St. Bridge.

Just like that

And it's the end of January.
I'm at least as dismayed and bewildered as these babies.

I haven't seen the sun in forever, and the grey pall is tentacling its way into every waking minute.