Education is brutal year round, but during the end-of-a-semester, the number of celebrations, ceremonies, invitations, and obligations pile up. There's a good 12-hours of them today and Chitunga is heading back to Iowa. I hate that. He's only been here a couple of days, but it all changes for the good when he is home...especially with Karal who lives at his side when he's here. He dropped me of on campus yesterday and the picked me up after my late class. We headed to Mecca for Vietnamese soup, then back home for the last evening of conversation.
Yesterday's poem prompt was a doozy...Have a dinner with an emotion at the table. I couldn't do that, quite frankly, because I didn't want to get overly corny. So I played as if Kentucky bourbon was a human being and had dinner with her. Hey, imagination is what we make of it
Also, a wonderful congratulations for Ann E. Burg receiving an Earth Book Award for Force Of Nature in the young adult category. That's awesome, especially since we highlighted it this year on campus.
Okay, humpday. It's time to get the party started.
