This week:
- We enjoyed the last days of summer vacation with some very, very slow-paced days. Extra pajama time is always well recieved.
- I informed Dan in the nicest possible way that I will not be doing any more of his laundry until he puts away the basket full of his stuff that I've already washed and folded. He noted that the last laundry strike was in 2004 and I said "Yes, I have been far too lenient."
-Despite my need to give him a hard time about things like laundry, Dan did just finish a month full of very long days and nights at the hospital and both Mariam and I are excited to have him around a little bit more for the next couple of weeks (and proud of him for making it through). Have I mentioned how much fun medical school is not? Right. I think I have.
- We got our first many pound haul of apples for the season and ate almost all of them in the first two days. I'm particularly enjoying a variety called "Zester," which is a lot like a Pink Lady. So good.
- For the first time in eleven years, I did not begin September by setting up my classroom and welcoming my students for the new school year. A little bit weird but honestly, incredibly liberating at the same time.
- We watched and shook our heads as the news media and blogosphere declared Hurricane Irene to be "overrated" and blown out of proportion. It sure doesn't feel that way in Vermont, where local farmers who have lost everything were selling cardboard pictures of vegetables to raise money at this weekend's farmer's market in Burlington.
- I noticed a few more trees with red and yellow leaves around town and decided that I am very much ready for the arrival of fall.
