Last night, Joe and I attended a youth production of Henry V because some of my students were in it. The play was excruciatingly acted and as I sat there cringing, once again I began to think about how out of context I feel in this small, retirement community, where hippies come to burn out, die, and pretend to not live in suburbia. There isn't a happy ending to this anecdote.Today was a little better. Joseph, Nukah, and I ended up taking a very long walk on a nature trail. We didn't think the trail would be long or lead us anywhere, but we estimated that we went about three miles. Joe and I weren't certain if the trail would be a circle and while neither of us are skilled navigators, somehow we ended up finding our way back to our car.
After our big hike, we went out for BBQ, which has put Joseph in the bathroom with a possible case of food poisoning.
Fifty-seven days left in the school year, including weekends and vacation days.
