“Good to have you back, Squidward.”
“Well, it’s good to be back, sir.”
Hello! Appearances to the contrary (meaning I’m still unemployed, so how is it that I’m so pressed for time?), it’s been a busy two weeks or so. Memorial Day weekend has arrived by complete stealth, as it always does, and our swim team season starts tonight with the annual parents’ meeting. After which, I’ll return home to entertain my houseguests…the houseguests whom I have never met, did not invite, and whose existence and plans to spend the weekend chez CDP I learned of last night. I don’t know when these people are coming; maybe this afternoon, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow morning. Mi casa es their casa, apparently. I also don’t really know how many people I expect. My husband’s mother says that she “thinks” that the couple has one child. Her track record re knowing the story is not a good one, though, so I could be hosting a Korean Cheaper by the Dozen by tomorrow morning for all I know. Stay tuned. I expect a full frontal assault on my nerves, but this always makes excellent material. There is always a silver lining, isn’t there?
What else is new? If you follow me on Twitter, you know that we visited the “liberry” yesterday, as 4yo wanted a “lava book on volcanoes”. The children’s section was well supplied with volcano books; we chose one from about 10 that were available. It’s good reading. Right now, we’re in the backyard. 4yo climbs up the ladder on the swing set, and says “Hey Mommy…say ‘why don’t you go jump off a building?’” I do as instructed, and he jumps. Repeat as necessary. Other than liberry expeditions and watching my son base jump, I’m preparing for another class, starting Tuesday. I’m finessing my second Information Technology requirement by taking something called Ethics in the Information Age. I feel a little guilty about it, as there are far more challenging classes that I could take. But it’s summer, and my instinct right now is avoid challenge and to embrace lassitude. I was torn between this and another “IT lite” class, but when I saw that the assignments for this class include only reading and four short papers involving NO RESEARCH WHATSOEVER, I registered without delay. Meanwhile, I await the final grade from my last class. My paper on “Master Harold…and the boys” got the highest grade I’ve ever received on an assignment, despite my fear that it was the worst paper I’d ever written. There is no accounting for taste. For example, one or two of you might still be reading this utter bilge (I should do a search to see how often I use that phrase. It’s one of my favorites). If so, I hope you have a great Memorial Day weekend, and I will be back very soon with more half-baked silliness.