The Friday before a four day weekend feels different. More significant, somehow. Kuniko and I have normal schedules today and should be back home tonight at a reasonable hour to crank up the music, start the disco ball spinning and pop some bottles. Friday is always a celebration at our house. Unfortunately it isn’t a full-blown celebration – as usual Kuniko is working on Saturday. We’ll have to skip the trapeze, beer bong and breakdancing tonight.
I heard an inspiring story from one of my students yesterday, but as I was the only one he had told it to, and some other students do read this blog, I am unable to share it. I’ll just say here that some people are going to some extraordinary lengths to help people in the disaster areas. Sometimes it isn’t enough to just donate money or collect aid.
The last three days have been cold, cold, cold. I was all prepared for spring and getting excited and now there is ice everywhere. Yesterday at lunchtime there was some pretty steady snow as well, so I guess winter is hanging on just a little longer.
