We were having dinner not long ago, and I asked Russ how his students did on an exam earlier that day. Honeybee looked up in surprise and said, “You’re a teacher?” We laughed and laughed. Apparently Honeybee didn’t know that professors are teachers. She knew Russ did research and writing, but somehow it had escaped her that he also teaches classes.
Russ is on his way home today from a meeting in San Francisco. Prior to traveling, he was working long, crazy hours on research grants. He has one more big deadline Monday, and then we hope to actually see him. I’ve been holding it together with varying success; some days have been great, others have been – well, not so great.
I’m happy to see the weekend coming. Dimples’ Saturday is planned, and that always helps her (and us) feel better. Scheduling her unscheduled days makes the difference between a good weekend and a potentially horrible one, so I do my best to make a weekend plan. Sundays aren’t quite as difficult because the morning is filled with church, and the afternoon holds a big family dinner (often with friends included), which leaves a limited number of unstructured hours. Russ has begun playing Settlers of Catan with the kids during that time, which Dimples loves and is great for all of them. A few people mentioned the game, Ticket to Ride, in the comments of my Top Twenty Toys post; I just read the reviews on Amazon and it sounds great. Maybe it will be under our tree Christmas morning.
I have a long list I hope to accomplish on Saturday. After a flurry of online Christmas shopping, I slacked off and haven’t made much progress. I hope to change that and get close to being done this weekend. I’ve got nearly all of my addresses entered in the computer, and a rough draft of our Christmas letter written, so mailing cards is beginning to look possible as well.
We also have our Supper Club to look forward to this Saturday night. It is always wonderful – we love our friends and don’t see them often enough.
#511 – 520 giving thanks
Little Man yelling, “toilet overflowing, toilet overflowing,” loudly enough for me to hear
not too much damage done before I got there
Russ scheduled to arrive home earlier than I expected
my nephew sleeping on the sofa in the living room
friends who give good counsel
doctors who return phone calls
teachers who send emails
What Little Man is reading these days:
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Sunday afternoon games:
Have a great weekend, friends.
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