Open bag. Exit cat.

Ladies and Gents, it's time to reveal the worst-kept secret in the world.

I'm having a baby!

I posted photos, but Scholar has nixed them. He's a private person, and out of respect for his wishes, I took them down. But I assure you that there is a baby in here. YAY!

Tell me something I don't know...

I just took an on-line quiz to figure out which superhero I am. Why? Don't ask why! Because I don't want to grade fifty-six Romeo and Juliet essays, that's why! And who are you to question Wonder Woman, huh?

Yeah. Just sit back down there, buddy. You don't want me to bring out the lasso of Truth, do you?

Your results:
You are Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman 75% Spider-Man 70% Superman 65% Batman 60% Robin 60% Catwoman 60% Hulk 55% Green Lantern 55% Iron Man 55% The Flash 45% Supergirl 35%

You are a beautiful princess with great strength of character.

Lack-a-daisy

I can't seem to muster the energy to do much of anything lately. I know I should get ahead on my planning, but instead of excitement at the prospect, I feel apathy. Do you think I'm lazy?

Well, I don't care.

We had beautiful weather on Friday. Yesterday was rainy, but today has potential. The air is sweet; the birds are singing (and none may pass without my permission! (Labyrinth reference)). Even though we lost an hour of sleep, we gained an hour of sunlight. This is a very good thing.

I plan to go for a walk first thing this morning, then come back and get some work done. I only have 23 days left in this placement! Hallelujah. Amen.