Monday, August 29, 2022
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Sunday, August 28, 2022
Six on a Sunday
* Speaking of church--UU was one of our first stops today. Nu is helping in the little kids' room instead of doing R.E. with his own set and liking it. Also, the MI Lieutenant Governor was at the service and everyone waved to him. Singing has been back for a while, and I'm loving it.
* Between meeting CF (massage) and BES (dinner prep) and EM (birthday celebration) in person this weekend and marathon text threads and FaceTimes with the cousins, fam, and friends--It was a rather intense social weekend.
* On the other hand, I did a TON of work today with new students. It's a Sunday, but then it's the start of the semester and they're new and seemed a bit lost, so...
* All the syllabuses and diagnostics for tomorrow are uploaded on Canvas. So there's nothing left to do but get some sleep, hope the documents stay stable, and look forward to tomorrow with that classic first-day-combination of jittery excitement and flustery edginess.
* Bye-bye sabbatical!
Saturday, August 27, 2022
currents
Friday, August 26, 2022
que sera, sera
Some tangential stuff has been so sweet... from colleagues messaging to say they heard At on NPR; his old YDSA colleagues chuffed with success; my family, friends, and students trying to connect this to me, etc.
So a day of relief. But my body has been tense and tired for a long time. Last week, I'd booked a massage for myself for today. I remember booking it and wondering what state of mind I'd be in when I got to go in: Would I be happy? Would I be crushed? And here's what I said to myself: Whatever will be, will be; I'll need this either way.
My kids' teachers would often make them write letters to their future selves--this massage felt like a present from my past self.
Pic: The offering I took to the temple the day before the election.
P.S. It seems I jumped the gun on International Dogs' Day--it was today not the day before yesterday.
Thursday, August 25, 2022
HUGE exhale; halellujah
We've all been holding our breaths because At really poured himself into this effort and sacrificed a lot. (We've all missed him for months at this point as he worked himself ragged with food service, unionizing, and DSA leadership.) So I'm so glad this thing that is good for the world happened AND I'm happy that At's dream came true.
I'm still catching up to all the media attention this is getting with Bernie Sanders tweeting about it and At quoted as "union organizer" in this Washington Post article.
(Just last year I was worried about his "impromptu gap year;" he's done more than I have in any one year.)
Wednesday, August 24, 2022
dogged
I'm not sure if these guys know they're dogs, and I'm guilty of treating them like eternal toddlers, but I'm always happy to celebrate everything. (I used to get At and Nu those "Every Day is a Holiday" calendars for a few years, and there were some pretty wacky celebrations for a while.)
Big A sent me a heads up this morning that there's a mysterious illness that has killed dozens of dogs in Michigan. Turns out it's a parvovirus. Usually my babies are fairly isolated from other doggies, but I'm taking them to the veterinarian tomorrow for their shots, and that's making me anxious.
(I'm also anxious about attending opening convocation tomorrow, meeting my new first-year advisees, and making it back in time to take S and H to their doc on time.)
Tuesday, August 23, 2022
Day #1 Notes
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Friends and old neighbors shutting it down in honor of John Crawford. _
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