forgot the kindling...

i fear this weekend i did not put on as much insulation as i had intended. the windows got done, but i only succeeded in eating ONE bowl of Edy's Mint Chocolate Chip (yes, full fat) with Magic Shell. however, saturday night my mom decided to have a bonfire and invite her youngun friends (all aged between 22 and 30). i made an appearance, long enough to get a hot dog and a few marshmallows. oh and i also had to help get the fire started - when my mom was putting all the wood in the new firepit, she had neglected that there had to be a way to START the fire (ie, dry sticks - kindling) so we had to get newspaper from the garage. after an hour or so things were good and toasty, although there was no inaugural conflagration - it was just a fire that got bigger and bigger without any whoosh of flame. oh well. anyhow, i had a few friends of mine over as well (not that i am not friends with my mom's friends, it's just that this weekend i went into hermit-hood due to the unsavory condition of my face and therefore did not want to spend unnecessary amounts of time with people who do not know me so well). well, in anticipation of my friends' arrival and remembering that we still had chocolate fondue leftover from halloween, i went to jewel with my mom and got strawberries and angel food cake. it was delicious. but i don't think it added anything to my supposed layer of insulation.

i don't really think that doing nothing this weekend helped me de-stress. i imagine to do that would require massages and hot tubs. i should have gone to get a pedicure. maybe before i go to london?

speaking of london. we leave next tuesday. i'll make sure my bags are packed on monday night so that i can spend half a day at work and leave right after recess. that way nobody will really be inconvenienced, as recess is so unpleasant and it's hard to find someone to sub for you.

what else. again, speaking of things english. i was thinking about romance in victorian literature - for those of you unfamiliar, i apologize, but i am going into dork mode. but from what i've read it seems much less complicated than it is today. things were very formal and you didn't have to ever worry about seeing the other person naked. then again, women had no hope for their futures but to marry well. so on the one hand, you have less complicated courtships (usually only one or two) but on the other, if you were not lucky enough to secure a mate you were done for. then again, had you been educated you could have been a governess, like Jane Eyre. anyway i just wonder how people in general went from being like that to how they are now. was it all because of the sexual revolution? if i were ever to do a masters degree in english...

well that is all for now. i'm coming down with something again. of course, it is to be expected working at a school. i just hope it doesn't hit me in london.