Song of the Day: Wednesday

It's been a long time since I've written anything. It doesn't mean I haven't been thinking in song. I've had things going on--including my fifth bout of a sinus/ear infection in just over a year!

As I am wont to do, I have been mulling over my Russian Five-Year Plan; this is a five-year plan which is changeable depending upon whether I meet my goal. Every good plan, IMHO, has a good exit strategy. I have been researching mine, but haven't found a suitable one as yet.

This song popped into my head tonight while thinking of my RFYP. Throwbacks from my childhood always make me smile!

Song of the Day: Thursday

I had a full day today. And, while I felt tired, I didn't buckle under like yesterday. Sickness is nearly kicked. I just have to finish off my antibiotics.

I am prepped for my first class. I have my slides printed out and I have my presentation on a flashdrive. I emailed the assignment to my class (because the mass homework and information system was not "prepared" for the number of people accessing it today!). I went to a meeting for a group that I will be supporting with my research. And met with a number of other people. Honestly, a full day.

And, now I am packed for tomorrow. I head to New York for a follow up doctor's appointment. I also get to see some friends while in town. Before I go, I teach my first class and pick up my car, which I will park on campus before I hop on a bus to the airport. Excited about all of the above and a little nervous.

This will be a low tech weekend. I am leaving my computer at home for the first time. This, of course, means no blogging while away. I will do my best to keep notes so I can catch up when I return.

This song is a good one for the attitude I want to take. Cool. Calm. But flavorful.

Song of the Day: Monday

I am in the last stretch of New York. Things are moving so quickly. It seems like I had more time yesterday, weeks not days. But here I am, three days from finishing work; 4 days from the movers coming to take away all of my personal possessions. And I still have so much to sort and pack. After saying goodbye to my Italian friends, I came home and packed all of my drinking glasses. Hopefully tomorrow I will pack up the rest of my kitchen and clothes before working my way through the papers that I drag from place to place in every move. It's all doable, but it seems so daunting.

Addign to the tension of packing to move my life to the midwest is the upcoming annual conference where I am de facto social chair and nominated vice-chair for a certain caucus. Not quite sure how to balance that with my upcoming role as a member of the CONELL committee.

Anyway, this song has been on my mind for the past day. I grew up singing some Paul Simon but this album is the Paul Simon that is mine.

Song of the Day: Friday

Miss A surprised me today by inviting me out to lunch. It's payday so we both had a few nickels in our pockets. We went to Tiny's for lunch. I had the Cobb Salad (where I had to explain to the waiter that yes I knew which ingredients were actually in a Cobb Salad and I was okay with eating them!) and she had the fish and chips (I swear they must have spit on the fries to make them taste that good!).

Anyway, the music was an interesting mix: Paul Simon, Van Morrison, Simon & Garfunkel, Ladysmith Black Mambazo. When this song came on, I told Miss A about how this was my introduction to the Grateful Dead and then when I heard the rest of their music I realized why I'd never before heard of them; I thought it was crap in comparison. I must have scandalized the guy at the adjoining table (like all faithful Deadheads!) because he told me the names of two of their best, most perfect albums that I should listen to from beginning to end (but they slipped my mind!). He also said that I probably had heard them even if I didn't realize, which I agree with since I was a classic rock girl in high school (boyfriend) so I just turned to the station and horrified my family by singing whatever came on. Like Led Zeppelin....