TGIF

The end of my short teaching week is always "a high." Brings back memories of my short "normal" life in the 9-5 world oh so many years ago, when Fridays at 5 would find me beelining it to Seafood Moma's for a drink or several, maybe starting with a Blue Sapphire martini, where a gathering of the usual crowd would all be in the same celebratory mood, the end of another work week, let's party. I don't party now but there remains a certain sense of celebration, chalk off another week. Onward.