Ugh, or, Why I Really Love Cable

I'm sick. We think it started with William, then JC got it, and now they've kindly shared with me. I have a sore throat and a lovely, hacking cough that makes me feel like I'm coughing up a lung. Aren't you glad I shared that? So I spent yesterday and today on a rigorous program of napping, tea, and daytime television. No soap operas, though, I'm not that desperate! I tend toward the educational shows on Discovery and Science Channel, in addition to the old standbys of HGTV and Food Network. Stuff you can fade off in the middle of and not really miss too much. So hopefully by tomorrow I will feel (and sound!) slightly healthier and start getting caught up on all the things that are going undone at the moment. But right now? I think there's another cup of tea calling my name.

All Things Being Equal

OK, I am blatantly ripping off the Washington Post with that title, but Happy Equinox!

The equinox, of course, refers to that point in the year where the day and night hours are equal.... actually, not quite.

Astronomically speaking, the equinox occurs when the center of the Sun and the Earth's equator are in the same plane.  Since the Earth's rotational axis is tilted, this only happens for a moment in time, twice a year.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equinox



Since we are not at the equator, our day and night are not exactly the same.  But, you know?  They're close enough.  Our daffodils are blooming, the forsythia is starting to pop, and we've definitively moved into "Spring".  Although I've been saying since November that "I bet we get a big snowstorm in March," I am happy to be proved wrong.

(Although March isn't over yet...)

On the home front, we've been busy with all the usual things - school, church, band, etc.  I don't dare list them all out, it makes me tired.  Add onto that the beginnings of the college search for JC, and this fatigue I feel doesn't seem so surprising.  John is actually off to Brazil at the moment, and I am holding down the fort.  Mostly.  The garbage got out in time for pickup and everyone made it to school on time, so I count that as a win.

Despite the fact that I should be able to balance eggs on end, the breakfast dishes are still on the counter and the floor is crying to be mopped.  I need a twice a year celestial event that helps with stuff like that!

What is WRONG With Me?

I yelled at my teenage son this morning. Nothing abnormal about that. Except... I was yelling at him for getting up too EARLY. On a school day. What was I thinking?