It's Friday. Valentine's Day. I Have Never Liked Lobster or Lobster Tail, But I Like Wind-Up Toys. And It's Friday. Love Joy & Playfulness.

I brought a wind-up lobster to a research talk in hopes I could gift it to Dr. Michelle Farrell out of kindness for her unwavering support for faculty research and scholarly excellence. I also had the pleasure of doing a peer observation of a colleague in English, attend a meeting with my department, and record an episode of The Write Time that I can't wait to share with others. 

I have to wait on that, however, as there's a queue ahead and all our shows make me happy. 

I know Syracuse is getting nailed with snow, mom has a cold, Casey is recovering from surgery, and I imagine Cynde is going out of her mind. Loved talking to Mike last night about Dylan's success taking college classes. The kid has always been a historian. Proud he served in the U.S. Army. Respect how he sees the world.

Today, I need to pick up books for an event next week, knowing the snow predictions are rather ominous. We've been here before with the MLK Youth Leadership Academy. But honestly, I'm simply looking forward to this day of catching up, catching a breath, and perhaps pushing away a cold I think I've caught. 

And I didn't cage or catch a lobster. I had him in a bucket of wind-up toys I pull out to make murky days less murky. 

Onward Friday. You are needed. For those who celebrate love...spread it to those who need it most.