Live Strong

It's Finals Week. Or so I hear.

And although I have no exams or papers looming over my head for the first time in years, I still find myself staying up unexplainably late, looking for any 20 minute window of time to nap during the day and going places to pretend I'm working, but really I'm just facebook chatting and bidding on stuff on ebay.

I have a feeling that this 'finals week' syndrome that hits me every spring will look a lot like motherhood. Only instead of going to the DC to fill nalgenes with Dew, I'll be filling baby bottles with it right before I drop the kids off at Sonia's for a little b-sitting so I can go read some mags. My kids will definitely be able to tell the day by the bottle that they drink. Here's to me marrying someone who has good dental insurance.

Let's hope that's far enough in the future that we all forget I said it.

Last night I dreamt vivid dreams of Neenah, WI. Tours of cheese factories, hours in an unairconditioned jeep and a neck pillow courtesy of Mrs. Malmquist, and summer nights waiting for DoctorK to pick up his phone. I think it may be foreshadowing a Tour de Wisconsin that I will be having come June. Lord willing and oil change pending, I'll be living strong from Hudson to Menasha, Fond du Lac to Oconomowoc. and everywhere in between. You can track my progress online at http://www.facebook.com/.

I just realized I wore slippers to work today. I think they're slippers. They have fur on the inside and zero traction. I think that constitutes as legit slippers. I just hope this doesn't look like I'm condoning sleeping on the job. Because I'm definitely 100% against that.