4/22: being glad
...that we read Victoria Turnbull's Pandora for today's picturebooks class meeting. It's a tired and tiring time of the semester, and Turnbull's book was oh-so-welcome amidst the busy-ness and exhaustion. And I really liked hearing the students' thoughts: each one took a different 2-page "opening" and talked through what they liked about it.
4/21: seeing a bronze cat
...sculpture on a bench outside the library. It was last year's senior class gift, dedicated in honor of one of the former campus cats who had claimed that area as his territory.
4/20: no appointments
...in my regular office hours this afternoon. This may be the first time in years that that's been the case. I like working with students, and that's what office hours are for, but today it was a welcome change to have some time to catch up on other work.
4/19: picking up prescriptions
...in a hassle-free way. For months the pharmacy's fulfillment system hadn't been working smoothly. Prescriptions would get stalled in the automated queue, leading to extra check-ins with the pharmacy to move the process along. It seems to be working correctly now (knock on wood), which is welcome on my end and I'm sure is better for the pharmacy people too.
4/18: remembering
...a good thing from Friday morning. As I was walking to my car to head to school, a neighborhood cat ran by with a lizard in its mouth. I got the cat to drop the lizard, which managed to get away before the cat could catch it again.
4/17: remembering another good thing
...from yesterday. Yesterday morning, as I was getting ready to leave for school, I noticed some blue stains near the hem of my pants that weren't there when I had ironed them a little earlier. I showed them to Chris, and he asked, "Did you walk by any spiderwort?" I had: I had passed spiderwort as I was taking out some garbage and must have rubbed against them. I didn't mind the stains so much then: I was wearing flowers. Remembering that this morning--when I was again taking out some trash--made me smile.
4/15: folding
...artist-book poem pamphlets with a student at the end of the day. Though it prolonged my time at school, it was a good interaction.
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