I graded--are you sitting down? I graded 80 papers today. I did not write comments the way I do when students are actually getting the papers back, but I read and evaluated 80 papers, people. On average they were 4-5 pages long. That's a damn lot of pages that are not, incidentally, written by, say, Joyce Carol Oates, or Jane Austen, or J.K. Rowling. You get my drift.
I finished the Wound Too Tight Socks for Maggie.
My friend Jennifer Schaller is going to be on This American Life this weekend. She writes about intense stuff with the funniest voice. Make sure you listen; you can always catch her via the podcast.
I plan to use my persuasive powers to get Neal to help me with fiber-related Christmas gift projects for four little girls in my life. The mother of two of the little girls reads here, and I want her to be surprised, too, so that's all I'm saying for now.
I'm going to see A Christmas Carol tomorrow evening. While I went to see a few plays in grammar and middle school, the Hartford Stage is where my real love for live theater was born. In high school I was part of a group that bought subscriptions each year. I love the immediacy of theater, and I'm thrilled after all these years to go back to the place where that love began. It's no Globe or BAM!, but I'll take what I can get!