I know I said I was going to blog about health care next, but truthfully I’m just not in the mood. That would be a lot more thinking than I want to do today. Also, I’m not in the mood for debate, which is odd for me but there you go.
It’s time for another season-opener evaluation of the MTSU mock trial team but I’m not really in the mood to do that either. I’ll get around to it, but for now I’ll just say I have no earthly idea how we will fare this year. Between budget issues, personnel issues, and issues I have not yet identified but can sense under the surface of these newly minted teams, who the heck knows whether we’ll even have teams to field by the time Regionals roll around. Since I’m trying this new thing where I just let stuff happen that I can’t control anyway, WHATEVER (in my best Hyde from the 70′s Show Zen tone, though I may have belied the tone with the caps).
It’s also the time of year when I ought to have something to say about the Predators, but I haven’t had time to keep up with pre-season at all. My friend Amanda is blogging about the Predators semi-pro, but my google-fu is weak today so I will have to refer you over there after I ask her how to find it.
I could blog about music but to my great shame, I have not picked up anything new in weeks. My excuse is that I spent more than a week after seeing The Wallflowers listening to pretty much nothing but The Wallflowers and Jakob Dylan and then I went to see Wicked and spent some quality time with the soundtrack after. We won’t talk about how the last thing I actually downloaded was a Miley Cyrus song. Pshht, I said we’re not talking about it.
I had a status conference today on a case I want to get settled and off my agenda so I can move on. Unfortunately the Special Master just extended the mediation date and set a new status conference so if anything the case got slowed down again. That frustrates me to no end, so I don’t really feel like talking about that either.
I was supposed to have an extra evening with Max tonight since his dad is out of town, but I just got a call from him that he’s on his way back and will be home in time to pick Max up from school. I REALLY don’t want to write about how much I was looking forward to that extra time since I didn’t get home last night until after Max went to bed. I love teaching and can’t really imagine not doing it, but it’s rough when I know it’s Max’s time I’m using to do it.
So here’s what I’m left with: It’s Feel Good Friday, and here are the things I feel good about: Progress on the professional front in several arenas; Plans with two good friends for two fun events tomorrow; I am totally taking the afternoon off to do nothing and consume caffeine. I might even take a nap (gasp).
Max-ism of the day:
A.K. (my sister): Max, I’m making chicken vegetable soup, do you want to eat that or do you want me to make you something else?
Max (tone of deep suspicion): What kind of vegetables? Are there tomotoes in it?
A.K.: No.
Max: Is there spinach in it?
A.K.: No
Max: Are there carrots in it?
A.K.: No, it has broccoli and mushrooms and corn and artichokes and shallots and it’s a creamy soup.
Max (as if doing the world a huge favor): Okay, I’ll eat it.
And he did. What kid doesn’t want carrots and spinach but is cool with artichokes and shallots? Mine.
