Please forgive me for my long absence. I have missed you and missed making regular contributions to this blog. My ship was sunk by the time constraints of an additional teaching assignment. But now that that has ended, I'm back with renewed excitement.
You know you love blogging when you feel withdrawal symptoms at the thought of being away from your keyboard. I am going to try really hard to prevent anything from interfering with my writing schedule again. Thanks for standing by. New post to follow immediately.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Snow Day
I've never been suited to live where the weather is pretty much the same from day to day. That level of predictability would bore me. Besides, I think an uninterrupted routine makes for dullness and compulsivity. No, I like the variations that keep life interesting.
Any New Englander will tell you that we love the changing of the seasons. And really, that's not such a bad reason to live where layers of clothing are a necessity, not just homage to modesty.
Consider the "snow day." For you Southern types, a snow day is a day when schools, businesses and government offices are closed in order to keep people safe at home while the snow plows clear and sand the roads. It's a total disruption of routine. I love it!
A snow day brings out the kid in all of us.What kid wouldn't prefer a day of sledding over a day of school - especially when that sledding day was supposed to be a school day?
A snow day means flexibility. A snow day means spontaneity. A snow day means hot chocolate. A snow day means fun. A snow day means giving in to the moment.
At dawn this morning I called the storm hot line at the university where I teach and heard those precious words, "All classes are canceled." Yippee!
So today, instead of spending three hours on the road and three hours teaching class, I'll play. Maybe spend some time on my latest quilting project. Maybe some time outdoors. All of it guilt free.
Now where's my sled?
copyright 2008 starfishdoc
Any New Englander will tell you that we love the changing of the seasons. And really, that's not such a bad reason to live where layers of clothing are a necessity, not just homage to modesty.
Consider the "snow day." For you Southern types, a snow day is a day when schools, businesses and government offices are closed in order to keep people safe at home while the snow plows clear and sand the roads. It's a total disruption of routine. I love it!
A snow day brings out the kid in all of us.What kid wouldn't prefer a day of sledding over a day of school - especially when that sledding day was supposed to be a school day?A snow day means flexibility. A snow day means spontaneity. A snow day means hot chocolate. A snow day means fun. A snow day means giving in to the moment.
At dawn this morning I called the storm hot line at the university where I teach and heard those precious words, "All classes are canceled." Yippee!
So today, instead of spending three hours on the road and three hours teaching class, I'll play. Maybe spend some time on my latest quilting project. Maybe some time outdoors. All of it guilt free.
Now where's my sled?
copyright 2008 starfishdoc
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