WAVING, NOT DROWNING (YET)

This is not a post about ANWR.  For a change.  Just a few words on my own life.  Is it just me, or has March already lasted for about twelve weeks?  How is this possible?  Spring Break is crawling towards me, and I towards it, at less than snail's pace.  This week alone seems to have contained twenty or thirty days.  But, tonight I'm going to a candlelight vigil in Lewes, with the peace group there.  They hold vigils against this mindless war every Sunday afternoon.  This is a special one, as today is the beginning of the third year of the war that was only supposed to last a short while, and then Iraquis and GI's would be holding hands, eating Hershey bars, throwing roses and dancing in the streets.

G has a function at her school tonight, so she'll be there til late.  Then we'll pack up our jeans and jammies and leave early tomorrow a.m. for Washington, D.C.  My students from the college are having a field trip there (it's actually the International Club, which is made up of ESOL students from all the levels), and I'll meet them at the National Museum of the American Indian, stay with them for the morning, eat lunch, then go to my sister's place. I'd forgotten about the field trip when I promised to come in and visit sister and niece while bro-in-law is in India.  As the NMAI was my idea (because of our visit there after Christmas, and my enthusiasm), I think I need to go along with the group for this segment of the trip.  The other teachers can handle the rest.

The rest of the weekend will be spent having a hen party with the cute/smart/funny/engaging/adorable niece, her mom (my sister) and G.  I hope we'll take some walks, eat some interesting food, maybe see a movie, and sleep.  There will also be: story reading, game playing, and art projects, I'm sure.  M (niece) has had the flu all this past week, so her energy levels might not be at their peak.  It might be mostly story reading.  And that's just okay with me.

So, this is probably it until possibly Sunday night, or Monday. Enjoy the weekend, any projects  - either real or virtual - or just resting and relaxing.  Here in DE the daffodils are blooming, just so's you know.  Life goes on.