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Tuesday, December 12, 2017
We're having the usual first night party tomorrow, on the second night. The kid's Uncle Charger is coming, as well as some of Dr. Skull's friends from work. I'm making latkes, as well as bagels, which we'll have with lox, cream cheese, and onions. Dr. Skull is making a torte, because we're combining his birthday with the Hanukkah party this year.
Then Uncle Charger will come back for Christmas day as well. We don't usually celebrate Christmas, but since he'll be all alone this year, we're going to celebrate it with him (a low-key celebration: Chinese food and Christmas lights and a movie).
Sunday, December 10, 2017
Tuesday, December 05, 2017
Saturday, December 02, 2017
Friday, December 01, 2017
On another blog, I saw a naive blogger making the claim that $160,000/year was "middle-class," and that she didn't understand this claim that "people like her" weren't middle class. After all, her family only took a few "very modest" vacations* a year, and only ate out a few times a week. The claim, she said, that people making $40,000/year were middle class had to be nonsense. That was abject poverty! (For the record, up until a few years ago, I made just over $50,000/year. Since I became a full professor I make somewhat more than that.)
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
I have succumbed, y'all.
I am finally allowing myself to be "trained" in the use of Blackboard.
I resisted this training for years, because I loathe online courses, think they are a terrible way to teach anything, think students do not and cannot learn well that way, and did not ever want to teach one.
But I have to teach what is called a "hybrid" class next spring, which is a class that meets one day a week in the classroom, and the rest of the time online; so I have to know how to use the system.
|This is my Angry Face|
Of course, this will leave me vulnerable to being assigned online courses in the future. Curses! I am foiled!
Monday, November 27, 2017
T. Kingfisher, Clockwork Boys
T. Kingfisher, as we all know, is the nom de plume of everyone's favorite, Ursula Vernon. This is the first installment of a serial adventure novel about a young forger/accountant, a demon-possessed knight, an assassin, and an even younger priest/scholar who are drafted into a suicide mission: they must stop the giant clockwork assault monsters that are coming to conquer their city.
Adventure ensues. This works because Vernon is such a wonderful writer. The characters are charming, the mileu is even better, and the dialogue is perfect.
The sole down check is that the next installment will not be out for at least two months. :(
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Dr. Skull and the Kid are currently making marshmallows, which I will use for my sweet potato casserole. This is the only thing I cook for our Thanksgiving dinner. Dr. Skull makes everything else.
What are we having?
Turkey smoked in the Big Green Egg, grilled asparagus, a cauliflower casserole, potatoes dauphinoise, sourdough bread, pumpkin pie, and French onion soup.
Also crudites. I am making the crudites.
Happy TNX to all y'all!
Monday, November 20, 2017
Sunday, November 19, 2017
I haven't done one of these posts in a long time, mainly because I've been focusing on writing.
This doesn't mean I've quit reading! Just that thinking about reading has been occupying less of my attention.
Saturday, November 18, 2017
Not much happening here, which is good -- I need monotony in order to write effectively.
The Kid continues well, and is making excellent art.
I'm working on revisions of Fault Lines.
The weather is (finally) cooling off. This week we had highs near 80 again, but tonight the low is in the 30s. I work so much better in winter than summer.
Thanksgiving approaches. The Kid's uncle will be in town, and the Kid will be home as well.
After TNX, only a week and a half of semester left. I am really looking forward to the winter break.
Monday, November 13, 2017
Due to the good news about the Kid's health, we're spending far less time driving up to Fayetteville. We did go this past weekend, however, because the Kid missed their dog.
|Heywood worshiping the Kid|
Heywood got many, many walks -- we took him to Wilson Park, as well as Lake Fayetteville. It was an overcast, chilly, windy day. My favorite weather.