Ladies & Gentlemen. Chubby's Has Reopened So My Father Could Have a Beer (Then I Took Him to The Waterfront for Dinner)

At 100 degrees, the hottest part of the day, my father decides to pull out his push lawnmower. I heard in stereo, "Go stop your father!" I did, but it cost me a drive to Chubby's because it reopened and he's been asking me to take him every day.

Dylan met us there, and convinced Papi he didn't want Val's chicken wings, but they should go out for fish, instead. As a surprise to both of us, he agreed, so we ended up ate The Waterfront where they got fish and I got mussels with angel hair pasta. Delicious. Impressed by the CNY ability to prepare the mussels.

It was definitely a hot one. I didn't walk Karal until the evening and spent most of the day editing three articles heading for review. So far, the feedback on all three has been great. Looking forward to getting them set free.

Also grilled mom scrambled eggs, as it was all she could stomach after a day of horrible stomach issue. I rarely make eggs because I associate them with the morning and I DON'T DO MORNINGS.

Spent the vast amount of the afternoon working on summer, CWP stuff only to be stopped over and over again with emails of people away for the summer or on vacation, or with messages saying the campus budget is frozen, as it is the end of the fiscal year. This always greets me with such happiness, as my summer work quadruples the amount I need support, but there's none to be had in the school where CWP is housed. 14 years of frustration and it is the same as it ever was...the only thing I've been able to fix is my attitude, but it seems absolutely insane that there isn't more concern for faculty and their programs.

Ah, stress is never worth it, especially when I see the good it brings teachers, young people, and the schools I continue to work with. I've learned to work around in order to have the work get done. And those I talk to listen, make promises, and then absolutely nothing happens. 

Ugh. It's simply maddening.