Radio Nowhere

The title has nothing to do with anything except I love the new Springsteen song and can't get it out of my head.

Sorry, again, it's been so long, again. A few things have sucked up the life and time out of me over the last several weeks. What's new....let's see.

I had to postpone my PhD comps until February and rework my summaries schedule, which was a major blow to my ego and likely my chances of department funding. My first set is due tonight at midnight, and shockingly, I am not nearly done.

My Animal has her fifth ear infection in five months, averaging over 2.5 weeks to get over each one. The poor thing is a crappy sleeper normally, but now? Forget about it. My husband caught the cold that started #5 and now has bronchitis that won't go away. He's miserable, but a trooper.

I sucked up my pride and cut 10" of my hair off to donate to Pantene's Beautiful Lengths Campaign. It's crazy short. It hasn't been this short since the unfortunate butch incident of '83.

Thanksgiving is tomorrow and we are headed to my in-laws. It is a holiday that absolutely rocks there. BOTH my mother-in-law AND father-in-law are fantabulous cooks and bring out all the big dining guns for the day. I get off scot-free by just bringing my cranberry bread. I went to the store at 7 a.m. yesterday morning to pick up oranges and flour to make it. Guess what I forgot? That's right. Cranberries. I opted to go to the small natural lifeways store to pick them up and walked out purchasing about 4 other things I didn't really need. I'm crafty like that.

I have two more weeks of classes after this week's break and then finals. Where did the semester go?

Oh, and I'm 9 1/2 weeks pregnant: