Oh, just weary to my bones. My friend from church, J. - her mother died in Tennessee yesterday. Fortunately J. was able to be with her. And it wasn't totally unexpected. But it's just another sad thing on top of other sad things.

And they're recommending we throw away any spinach we currently have. Oh well. (If this happened as a result of someone's negligence somewhere, I hope they're brought to justice. That's all I can say without becoming enraged.)

I haven't heard about whether my department chair's husband is doing any better. I guess if it was real bad news someone would have called me.

I think I'm going to go to the grocery after I give my exam this morning to try to find some kind of food-replacement for the spinach salad I was going to make tonight for dinner. And I'm going to look to see if by some miracle Mart of Wal has decided to carry the new Interweave Crochet. I need something pretty and peaceful and inspiring right now. (My whole weekend is going to consist of work: grading work and research work and writing-exams work. So that adds to my tired-sadness.)