I came. I saw.
I taught!
It wasn't so bad after all. I had a Moment for about three seconds when I saw there was only one seat left around the conference table (and it wasn't where I intended to sit), and then I realized that if I didn't say something, we'd be there until Shiloh comes. So I said, "Welcome to Michigan!", and class flew by.
Again, it is fall, and again, I seem to have missed summer. (Why others think that people in education kick back and laze around all June, July and August is beyond me. What is this mythical "summer" that you speak of?)
Thinking of old friends:
siriologist, let a sister know you're still kicking and fighting the good fight. I've been trying to IM you for dog years!