My NYU classes finished on Thursday. It was all very anticlimactic, as the end of the semester tends to be. While I appreciate having more time to work on my research, finish my book and get my sample chapter written for my second book proposal, I will miss my classes and students. In England, courses often last for a year--in the case of my grad class, I think we could have easily gone longer. Having set up the basics, we're now ready to have some fun and develop concepts further. Besides, I'll miss my students. While I am sure I'll get to teach many of the grads again, most of my undergrads are graduating this month. One came by my office yesterday and asked if he'd see me again, which made me a little sad.
On other matters, my Mayle sandals arrived. They fit, are in perfect brand new shape and look great with tights or bare legs. Their timing was perfect, coinciding with the latest burst of summery weather. I still haven't received my J.M. dress and the tracking number doesn't seem to work, but I'm not going to stress about it yet. Again, photos to follow.
On Thursday night, Evan discovered some nasty cuts on his cat Remy so she went to the vet yesterday. The likely culprit is my bad boy Blue, I'm afraid. I had found some scratches around his neck last week and the vet believes Remy's cuts were a week-old bite that she'd scratched and licked open. There's a dime size open wound on her back, all the more visible now she has been part-shaved and is wearing an Elizabethan collar. Some cute, sad and surreal pictures to follow.
Where We're At
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