(April) Mid-Week Status Report

Hubby, rapt, watching Warriors vs. Dallas: Dallas leading by nine. Warriors getting called for foul after foul (Boo). Davis agitated, ends up being tossed.

Check of Mental State: OK, considering it’s two more days to weekend

Fingers: Bleeding, pricked by rose thorns

Tooth: Aching

Cold: Much better, though still prone to uncontrollable coughing fits at most inopportune times (as, for instance, when having one-on-one with student; or while dental hygienist attempting to take x-ray of gimpy tooth)

Gracie: Attentive at window, has gained much weight in the past week, since she obligingly consumes whatever self chooses to clear from fridge

Weather: Variable. Chilly this morning, but sun put in appearance (finally) mid-afternoon, at which point was able to rouse self to water (12 buckets).

Roses: Blooming. Champion bloomers: Rabble Rouser and Betty Boop (It occurs to self that roses purchased as much for their names as for anything else)

Hmm, let’s see, what did self do today?

This afternoon, after last class at xxxxx community college, visited dentist, complaining of toothache. Expected to hear dreaded prognosis: root canal. Instead, dentist touched each of self’s teeth with cold something on a metal implement, gave exploratory taps to teeth in problem area, and declared self had no cavities (!!@@), a first. Still, not five minutes after leaving dentist’s office, felt tremendous pain in lower right quadrant of mouth. Help! Almost turned back. But decided dentist might think self was crazy. Decided to wait five minutes, and pain did subside. Dentist had suggested pain might be due to anxiety, stress — ???

But self has absolutely nothing to be stressed about : Dearest Mum doing fine in Philippines, son does not call so self presumes he is still solvent, news shows thankfully no longer broadcasting pop psychology theories about why massacres like that at Virginia Tech occur, and students (still) attentive and docile. What could be the problem?

Watched Hollywood Access. Discover it is James Woods’ 60th birthday (Thank God, someone older than self and still productive) Also, learn that Woods is an MIT drop-out and has an IQ of 148 (genius). Wow! Had no idea why, but have always felt affinity with this actor. Now, high IQ explains all 🙂

Have several projects self would like to get started with (such as, that book that’s been lying around unfinished for years and years). Perhaps can get started this weekend?

Stay tuned, dear blog reader, stay tuned.

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