I’m tired, up a little later last night and didn’t sleep well (puppies on my head), but otherwise a good couple of days. Yesterday was busy, as I imagine my Thursdays will be, and the office was hysterical with rumors of furloughs and oppressive tuition remission policies. I wasn’t too worried. My morning class went well, although I feel as if I stumbled over some of the “pre/post/during” basics, and I snuck out for lunch (Jimmy John’s) and Borders (book). Later I taught benchmark one and met Brett at Bayshore. We had a couple beers, traded U gossip, and ate tater tots. Excellent time. I drove home along the water, fog rolling in from the east, the full moon rising over the lake. I was kind of wired so I concurrently cruised GR/Facebook and wrote the first big football pool email of the year. Mack and Pete were sleeping on the couch and the hour neared midnight. I unwisely let them stay out with me, rather than in the crate, and they essentially tried to sleep on my head again on the front porch. I’m paying for the decision with my present exhaustion.

This morning I slept a little later, six or so, and watched tv with N until M and the other boys rose and I slipped upstairs to lift weights. After everyone left for school I worked out to Bourdain, showered, and hit the new Grafton Pick and Save and Costco. Since I’m solo parenting this weekend I wanted to make sure I didn’t have to leave the house for anything I could anticipate beforehand. Later I took in a couple meetings at work.

Right now the boys are watching the somewhat terrifying Disney movie about earth. They saw a wolf kill a caribou and kind of freaked out. Now they’re worried that every animal they see on the screen is going to die. Here’s to no nightmares. Good night.