
I went to write my post for today and promptly fell asleep with my iPad in my hand. I’ll just hold what I was going to talk about until tomorrow.

I went to write my post for today and promptly fell asleep with my iPad in my hand. I’ll just hold what I was going to talk about until tomorrow.

The above picture is of a beautiful card a friend sent me for Spring and Easter. I wanted to share it with all of you.

I don’t have much to say today, so I’m giving you a pretty picture. Doesn’t he have a cute smile?

I’m going to try sleeping in a bit today. I haven’t been able to sleep in in weeks, but today is our one day off for spring break. Faculty and students get the week off; staff gets one day off. I don’t have much planned today. If it’s not snowing, I will do a load of laundry this morning. Otherwise, all I have to do today is physical therapy. These copays for physical therapy are adding up, but at least she’s done wonders for my neck and hopefully will continue to improve my tennis elbow. Then tomorrow is back to the grind.

It’s one of those days when I dont have much to say. Today is sort of my Friday. Sort of because it’s not quite the end of the week. I’m leaving early today, so I have to make it up tomorrow and go in just a few hours for some meetings. Then I will basically have a four day weekend. I’m ready for some time off.

Yesterday was Mardi Gras. Usually, a festive day in the South. Up here, it is better known as Shrove Tuesday. Whereas in the South, we have parties and king cakes; up here, they have pancakes. In both cultures, it’s a way to get rid of excesses. Sugar, dairy, and eggs are rich foods that are to be given up during the forty day fast of Lent. So pancakes symbolize this excess. Mardi Gras, on the otherhand, is a day of excess before the solemnity of Lent. Whereas Shrove Tuesday is in itself a somber occasion, Mardi Gras is a celebration. Now some people in the South do celebrate Shrove Tuesday, many more look toward Mardi Gras as the end of the carnival season. At one time, Mardi Gras was just for the very Deep South along the gulf coast where Catholics outnumber Protestants. It is now something celebrated throughout the South. I will also admit, Burlington, Vermont, has a Mardi Gras parade, but it’s not the same. It’s a fundamental difference between the South and New England: the South celebrate life in all ways we can, whereas New England, contemplates life and often does not live it to its fullest.

Thank you to all who commented yesterday. From this blog and my original blog on Blogger, I got a ton of responses, mostly nice ones too. There were also a combined number of page views of about 3,000, far more than I usually get. I really didn’t know what to blog about today. My big topics were the last two days. I was going to blog about (and I guess I will) how I’d like to get away next weekend, maybe to go to Montreal. Next weekend is the beginning of spring break and we get a three day weekend that I was hoping to turn into a four day weekend. But, the truth of the matter is that money is a little low at the moment. It’s that time of year when there have been extra expenses and while I’m not broke, I don’t have anything extra to spend. While I’d love to get away, (it’s been a while since I got away by myself) I am okay with waiting a month or so when I’ll be going to visit a friend of mine in Texas. Still, it’d be nice to get away next weekend and kind of refresh the old batteries.

Monday’s child is fair of face
Tuesday’s child is full of grace
Wednesday’s child is full of woe
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
And the child that is born on the Sunday
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
What a terrible nursery rhyme, but one that I not only have heard often, it often echoes in my head. You see, I was born on a Wednesday. I have also suffered from depression since I was a teenager, thus being “full of woe.” I think I should have been born on a Sunday. I am gay after all, but woe is me, I was born on a Wednesday. I would love to know what day of the week you were born on. If you don’t know, you can always find out by using a perpetual calendar, such as this one https://www.timeanddate.com/calendar/generate.html in which you put in your year and a year-long calendar appears. So what day of the week were you born and is this nursery rhyme a fitting example of your personality?


