Monthly Archives: February 2007

Sydney and I took the morning easy. After my recent bouts of up-early-and-grading-frantically, it felt great to try a different pace. Then we drove out to see the iced-over waterfall near where we live. The entire valley was filled with … Continue reading →

Amidst the frenzy of grading papers, various delays due to snow (Sydney and I are both a bit sore — so much for thinking ourselves young and fit!), we did get to our classical concert last night. It was really … Continue reading →

So Erin and I just spent a couple of hours shovelling snow from our driveway and we were almost ready to leave … except the snowplow just came by, widening the road, i.e., dumping a truckload of snow on our … Continue reading →

It’s difficult not to feel like a kid in snow like this. One step away from our door and I was knee-deep in snow. Halfway down our steps I had to push my way through a waist-high drift. It’s really … Continue reading →

Or at least with certain kinds of praise. The New York Magazine has a really interesting cover article on the dangers associated with praising kids. You really should read the article for yourself, but here’s the main point: 1) Kids … Continue reading →

Although I like teaching, I can’t say that I’m disappointed at having to stay home, do my reading, make casserole, and watch the snow fall. Erin

Finally, after a week of seeing towns an hour north of us get pummeled by snow, we seem to be getting a bit of a storm ourselves. Gorgeous flakes are falling pretty steadily, and should continue until we get a … Continue reading →

The New York Times has an interesting piece on a couple of paleontologists who do things like write doctoral dissertations on fossils from the Cretaceous era about a hundred million years ago, but who also are young earth creationists who … Continue reading →

Before you go wondering about the state of our marriage (“Do they argue about whether or not they will buy milk at the store?”), know that we don’t spend all of our time arguing or confusing one another. We just … Continue reading →

“Sydney, good relationships are built on interdependence. What do you need me for?” “Martyrdom.” Sydney relies far too much on my sense of humor . . .