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Play Ball

Sydney recently got an email recruiting players for an intramural softball team for his department.  He couldn’t resist.  So today we went to the sporting goods store, picked up two mitts and a ball, and threw the ball back and … Continue reading

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On that note . . .

Dates to keep in mind: – Saturday, April 11, I’m giving a paper at my department.  It would be nice to make that! – Sunday, April 12, is Easter Sunday – Monday, April 13, is Sydney’s mom’s birthday – Tuesday, … Continue reading

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Four weeks and counting

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Let the whining begin

Sydney and I will both be teaching Freshman Writing Seminars this fall.  I’ll be teaching a course on non-linear narratives (stories that play with time and perspective), the course proposal for which I won the fellowship last spring.  This should … Continue reading

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Which of us is the weirdo?

We have been having the same discussion for almost four years now.  It’s time we got an outside view. When I’m sick, I want toast, tea, chicken soup, and apples.  Mild, comforting things. When Sydney’s sick, he wants chili, curry: … Continue reading

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That cold hit me like a brick wall

Disorientation is the name of the game for now.  Good thing I have a full fridge and nowhere I have to be.  Perhaps today is not the day to start my chapter revisions . . . Erin

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The cloud has lifted

Taxes are done.  And, having allotted (in my mind) nearly a week to do them, I feel as though I have stolen time on my hands.  I couldn’t ask for a better gift! Erin

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What a racket!

Car seats are a racket.  Pricey, ugly, heavy, and awkward.  Oh, and did I mention that you won’t be allowed to leave the hospital with your new babe unless you have one installed?  And, I believe, inspected by the local … Continue reading

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We’ve entered the 20th century

Sydney and I got an answering machine. Our old phone’s display no longer showed enough bars for us to guess at the caller’s number, and it cut off our wireless with each call, so it seemed like time for a … Continue reading

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