Boy, stumped by his assignment: ‘Mizz B, are you any good at this stuff?’ (stoichiometry for high school chemistry)
Me: ‘Well, it’s been some time since I had chemistry. It would have been back in college. But I was pretty good at it, so I could probably pick it back up if you give me a few minutes to review the chapter.’
Boy: ‘So it was like what, 5 years ago the last time you did it?’
Me: ‘HAHA! Uh, no, but that’s very flattering. No, it was my freshman year of college when I took College Chemistry, and that would have been, let’s see…yeesh. 14 years ago.’
Boy: ‘Nuh-uh, no way. You’re lying.’
Time has caused me to reflect on how quickly Ethan is growing. Each day I’m reminded that he’s no longer a baby.
In the past two weeks we’ve had businesses feed us the following bullshit:
I lost two pairs of jeans to broken zippers this week.
Every morning, Ethan’s preschool serves a ‘breakfast snack.’
This morning at 4:37 a.m. Greg and I experienced our first noticeable earthquake. It measured 5.2 on the Richter scale and the epicenter was located near West Salem, Illinois.
Today’s been an unusual day. Maybe it’s not that unusual; maybe that’s just my perception. We have been sprinkled with an unusual and / or generally frustrating chain of events, though.
The other day I was going through the scads upon scads of photos stored on this machine and decided to start a Forgotten Photos series.