So, not much success at getting startitis under control. Two new projects in two days. But that’s okay. Because I’m done. Finito. Last paper turned in. Woo. You know, I expected to feel relief at this point. And people keep asking me if I feel relieved. But I’m not sure what it was – … More Done.
Sorry about the interruption there, friends. I’m not sure what happened; there was some breaking of websites with scary numbers like “503,” some words bandied about by my husband like “did you SSH in and check the logs?” as if I knew what that could possibly mean. Anyway, the Masters of the Zeros … More Senioritis and Startitis
It’s Holy Thursday, or Maundy Thursday as Anglicans call it. “Maundy” is such a funny-sounding word, an idiosyncrasy in normally-impaccable Anglican taste. I was told by my bishop in his sermon on Wednesday that it’s an English corruption of the Latin “mandatum” or commandment. I live for little tidbits like that; don’t you? I’m not … More Maundy Facebook
I am in the thick of it, poppets. I’ve turned in nearly all of those little reports and things (just one more evaluation left to write), and one final research paper looms before me. I’ve checked out about thirty books, and I’m having a great time researching, but my brain is fried eggs on toast … More Weathered
This is our third spring in our little house, and that’s long enough that I can tell what all these little shoots in the garden are going to be – not from horticultural knowledge, but from remembering where things were last year. For example – Baby crocuses at the foot of the stairs: Baby … More A Parade of Babies
Strider is a character that is meant to be a surprise. Nine chapters in, our four hobbit friends find themselves in the Prancing Pony, an inn at a town named Bree which seems to be the first genuinely intimidating bit of the world they’ve encountered. (This despite the fact that this is close enough to … More Strider
Senior work is due in a month and two days, and the ants in my pants are not taking a holiday. The sum total of what I have left for my Master of Divinity degree [What about Mistress of Divinity? Can I get that?] is one sermon, three reports (not really papers, just “I … More Tasks and Rewards
Right now, it’s snowing. I have been trying to bring on spring by force of will, and it isn’t working. Naomi and I have been on walks nearly every day, no matter the weather. I wore Goldberry on St. Patrick’s Day, and she looked almost violently bright compared to my environs. I started peas … More By Force of Will
So, I’m giving up Facebook for Lent. It’s been a week and a half now, and I thought it might be worth doing to reflect publicly on why I am doing it, and note my experiences so far. I will save for later the observations on how it’s gone, as I’ve finished drafting this monstrously … More Facebook Fast
Sorry about that last post. I have managed to resist the SADs all winter, but if you can’t tell, being at home most of the day with frozen ankles and stiff toes has started to get to me. This week has shown incredible promise that we may have turned the corner, into the land of … More ANTS.
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