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This was one of those weeks when I simply didn't work on my journal. I'm so unused to that, that on Sunday I spent a couple of minutes looking for the file that wasn't there yet. I've been so busy with work and preparation for Clarion West that I never started it. So I'm going to mostly wimp out here. Talking about phone calls and lists and errands and conversations with Kinko's is not so entertaining. I could talk about Saturday when Leslie and I starting moving Clarion West into the sorority, about the students arriving and the stacks of blankets and pillows, about I met Nancy Kress, but there will be more of that next week.
Friday night was our 20th wedding anniversary. Yes, Jim and Neile have weathered 20 years together. I didn't think of it at when I put it on, but Friday I chose to wear a dress that is most like the dress I was married in. I realized it later that day when I was talking to Jim. Then Tamar came over to drop off a present: a recording of her backed by a couple of her friends doing a lovely version of Robin Holcomb's song, "Like I Care." We got a bee in our bonnets, and Jim went downstairs and pulled out the jacket he wore to our wedding and we thrust the digital camera into Tamar's hands.
 | Here we were, right after the wedding ceremony. We're standing beside the little church in Brentwood Bay, B.C. We were so young I can't believe anyone allowed us to get married! Look at us! Babes in the wood. |
 | Here we're a little older, a little wiser, but still together. Tamar took this in our back yard. The scattering of rose petals was also unplanned. |
Interestingly enough, our dinner after our wedding ceremony was sushi, and we had sushi for our anniversary dinner. This just occurred to me now, but I suspect it occurred to Jim when he suggested that was what we should have.
Cheers.
last week's thinking and doing § next week's thinking and doing
I've been listening again to Kat Terran's Lion & Blue to try to wrap up my review of it. I'm not quite done, and I'm definitely not going to be done listening to it for a long time. I like it more each time I hear it.
last week's listening § next week's listening
A true sign of how busy I've been: I haven't finished a single novel this week. Shocking!
last week's reading § next week's reading
I got a grant application together. That was another busy thing I did this week. I even manage to get it all packaged up and mailed before the deadline. Yes, I'm proud of myself because there was more than one time I despaired. Especially when I realized that I had totally forgotten the deadline. Luckily that realization came before the deadline had passed.
last week's writing § next week's writing
Timeless
The old journal is on hiatus this week. Next week I promise more tales of my first reading tour back in 1990.
last week's old journal § next week's old journal
Last Week § Les Semaines index § Next Week
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