An appropriate subtitle for this post would be “Or my thoroughly inadequate attempts to explain my absence from the blog for the past three weeks.”
The last time I blogged, I hadn’t been to a Detroit Tigers game yet. Thankfully, I rectified that situation the following evening when I saw the Tigers defeat the Nationals of Washington. Alex Avila hit a grand
salami slam. Miguel Cabrera was also awesome, but that’s just the way he was born. Anyway, I didn’t blog about that because this isn’t a baseball blog.
The last time I blogged, I hadn’t finished rereading the Harry Potter books yet. Thankfully, I rectified that situation around the beginning of August, and I think that I enjoyed the books more as an adult than I did as an adolescent. I definitely had a greater appreciation for the adults in the books than I did when I was younger. Anyway, I didn’t blog about THAT because I never really knew how to say what it was that I wanted to say. Maybe I’ll find that drive later, but I haven’t yet, so no blog post.
The last time I blogged, I hadn’t been to Stratford, Ontario yet this summer. Thankfully, I rectified that situation this past weekend. I saw Noel Coward’s Blithe Spirit and some British dude named Billy Shake-Spear’s minor hit, The Merchant of Venice. Blithe Spirit was hilarious, and MoV left me wondering, not for the first time, if the play is a tragedy, a comedy, or something in the middle. Anyway, I didn’t blog about that because this isn’t a theater blog…and because I fell asleep in the car on the way home only to wake up long enough to come inside, unpack, check my email, and go to bed.
The last time I blogged, I was also on summer vacation. However, that situation has also been rectified. I am no longer on summer vacation. This morning, I began the arduous process of dragging my body out of bed early in the morning. This week is a test run for next week as this week, I have meetings with my fellow teachers at the two schools where I work. (Oh yeah, I now teach middle school and high school. I forgot to mention that earlier.) But anyway, I’m in meetings this week, and the nice thing about that is that I don’t have to be there as early as I will next week when we have kiddos to teach. (I suspect that high school seniors don’t enjoy being called “kiddos,” but as long as they never find out that I call them that, we’re all good.) But I’m being honest, I’m looking forward to having kids in front of me and being a teacher again. Anyway, I didn’t blog about that because it just happened today.
I’ve enjoyed my summer. It wasn’t long enough for my liking. I didn’t get enough knitting done. (FYI, I should have a pattern ready for release in about a week or so.) I definitely didn’t get enough sleeping done. But today, I saw kids at the middle school book sale, and I started to get excited for being back at school.
So after all of that, why haven’t I blogged for the past three weeks? Because I’m a lazy bum.
And where has Joe DiMaggio gone? Umm, I’d assume that he’s in heaven by now. I’m pretty certain that he’s dead.