... because -- you know -- I've got systems of linear equations to solve.
A snapshot of my life:
1. This is my month off as a wife. Cuthbert is visiting the family in Ireland. This means several things -- I have to cook for myself, I'm the head Home Skooler for Lilli, the house stays, if not immaculate, at least tidy and clean, and I don't have to use my we're-in-the-middle-of-a-firefight voice.
2. Three times a week I meet Lilli at the bus stop and we snack, read and learn. She is doing a traffic study. We go to the grassy knoll and she counts cars at rush hour. Each expedition she chooses a different color -- first day red, next time gray, and so on. She records the day, date and time and the number of cars of a certain color that passed by in 5 minutes. When she is done with fieldwork we'll look at the data and construct a pie chart or a bar graph.
3. This week the daily temperatures went from the low 90's to the 70's. I suffer from summer PTSD. The hotter it gets the more I hate life.
4. I am cooking. Easy stuff that I can do. Today, having been brave and and thawed a packet of pollock. (What a great title -- A Packet of Pollock, A Gaggle of Geese) I'm all in for cooking. Even found an easy recipe. So as not to repeat the fiasco of a September past I will stay in the kitchen and study while the fish broils. I'm slow, but I do learn. If it's good I'll ask L&L to come over for dinner. If not, well those goddamn feral cats that use my backyard as a litter box will get their version of The French Laundry. Anyway, what do I care? There's always popcorn.
A snapshot of my life:
1. This is my month off as a wife. Cuthbert is visiting the family in Ireland. This means several things -- I have to cook for myself, I'm the head Home Skooler for Lilli, the house stays, if not immaculate, at least tidy and clean, and I don't have to use my we're-in-the-middle-of-a-firefight voice.
2. Three times a week I meet Lilli at the bus stop and we snack, read and learn. She is doing a traffic study. We go to the grassy knoll and she counts cars at rush hour. Each expedition she chooses a different color -- first day red, next time gray, and so on. She records the day, date and time and the number of cars of a certain color that passed by in 5 minutes. When she is done with fieldwork we'll look at the data and construct a pie chart or a bar graph.
3. This week the daily temperatures went from the low 90's to the 70's. I suffer from summer PTSD. The hotter it gets the more I hate life.
4. I am cooking. Easy stuff that I can do. Today, having been brave and and thawed a packet of pollock. (What a great title -- A Packet of Pollock, A Gaggle of Geese) I'm all in for cooking. Even found an easy recipe. So as not to repeat the fiasco of a September past I will stay in the kitchen and study while the fish broils. I'm slow, but I do learn. If it's good I'll ask L&L to come over for dinner. If not, well those goddamn feral cats that use my backyard as a litter box will get their version of The French Laundry. Anyway, what do I care? There's always popcorn.
5. As Cuthbert predicted, New Haven's mayoral primary was decided along tribal lines. Tribes of race and class. Reminds me that this is essentially a very conservative town. What I wouldn't give to be a NYC voter right now! Crazy Anthony Weiner? Bill Blasé-Former-President-of-the-NYC-Board-of-Education-Warmed-Over-Placeholder Thompson? Bill de Blasio who's got a son who looks like what Michael Jackson should have looked like at 16? Christine-I-Woulda-Been-A-Better-Fireman Quinn? What's not to love about that field?!?!?!
So it's study, class, gym, home, cook, clean, iron and sleep. A quiet life. Ciao, bella!
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