March 7th, 2012


Poem for Wednesday and Piglets

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My Super Tuesday was not particularly super (and that was even before Santorum started winning primaries, making me look into the immigration rules for Canada and Great Britain). Adam woke up feeling okay and even went to tennis after school, giving me the opportunity to take a walk through Cabin John Park where spring is starting to emerge, though the creek is still pretty low -- I got back to the tennis center just as the sun was setting and the moon was rising and they both looked enormous on opposite horizons -- but after tennis he felt awful, slept through dinner and likely will not go to school tomorrow.

Otherwise my day consisted of work and chores and catching up on phone calls and e-mails, though I still owe several so please bear with me if you're on the to-get-back-to list. We took a break from the primary results to watch Ringer, which is vastly more entertaining than any speech Romney has ever given and I'd vote for most of the villains over Santorum -- okay, not Bodaway Macawi, but definitely Olivia Charles who's not even American -- and now I am letting Colbert talk me down from my queasiness after Stewart's coverage of election-year nuclear posturing in Iran, Israel, and here. I was too distracted to color-correct these Mount Vernon piggies but they are still adorable:

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