- I decided that if it were offered, I would probably eat gnocchi for dinner every night. Ricotta gnocchi. Beet gnocchi. Potato gnocchi. Sigh.
- We saw the last of the snow in our yard melt away. At last.
- I drove to work behind the driver's education car from the local high school. The bad news? I was very late for work. The good? America's youth are extraordinarily cautious and obey all posted traffic signs.
- Mariam and I decided that we might just go on a serious Cynthia Rylant bender. Finish up the Cobble Street Cousins, read the rest of the Lighthouse Family series and round the whole thing out with Gooseberry Park. Our own version of an author study.
- I began to think a bit more about what it really means when I say that I will be leaving my teaching job to go back to graduate school in the fall. My friend Evan, who is at the trailhead of a similar journey, puts it all in perspective much better than I ever could. He's good like that.
- I did one-hundred-thousand loads of laundry. Okay, maybe not. But it certainly felt like it.
- My friend Natalie sent me a copy of this amazing new cookbook. Just because. Friends are kind of the best. And friends that know exactly what you like and send the perfect surprise at the perfect time? Even better.
- We discovered this live webcam. It is from the nest of a pair of hawks who have built their home on the twelfth floor of the library at NYU.
- I had my heart totally stolen by this wonderful post from the Juniper Moon blog. Goodness.
How was your week?