It's snowing again, and I say that without much enthusiasm. My youngest, at 12, will hopefully remember a few good years when we had enough snow for sledding. Snow these past years is mostly a dusting of wet stuff that melts within an hour, usually before he is even awake. The good news is: our running club has canceled for this morning, thanks to the snow.
No, I'm still do not love running, even though I've been doing it for 3 or 4 years now. But I do have a cute new running headband to keep my ears warm, thanks to my Monday/Saturday running buddy Donna. Randy and I manage to get in one or two runs together weekly. He's leading Duncan through Couch to 5K, so sometimes I'll go out with them. And Donna and I run/walk Monday afternoons and Saturday mornings with our small group from church on Saturday mornings. But today, thankfully, snow, coffee, and a fire in the fireplace. And our oldest home from college for spring break.
We've been reading A Raisin in the Sun in the American Lit class I teach, and I am so excited to get to take my class to see the play next Friday at the Clarence Brown Theatre. I love my students. You know how sometimes you get that absolutely perfect class, when no one irritates you, no kid is a pain in the butt, and everyone pretty much gets along? I have that this year in this particular class.
Predictably, the snow has stopped. By the time Duncan wakes up in an hour, it will most likely be gone. Tomorrow, we'll be out picking daffodils again.
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