When life gives you LEMON! watch _Pulp Fiction_.
I’ve been stricken with some sort of stomach bug that was about as unpleasant as you can imagine for the first 12 hours (which were yesterday, thus no post from me, the newly minted Nablopomo failure). Now on Day 2, this still source-less ailment has left me in a general, nauseated malaise. I’m behind on everything and still eyeing vegetable soup and popsicles with suspicion. Or at least, my stomach is.
On the way home from school today, Henry held onto a segment of tangerine and proudly declared it a LEMON! LEMON! for the 45 minutes we were stuck in traffic. Like everything that kid does, I found this delightful. Not so when I explained that I’d be taking him home but then I had to go back to work. His response: “No. Stay home. Nurse. No work. All done work.” We’re getting to the point of more complicated exchanges like this one, which tend to be about complicated situations, and complicated emotions, his and mine. It thrills me that he understands and can communicate so much, but, I find, it’s actually easier to turn your back on a screaming infant than a child who can quietly articulate the more heartbreaking statement: “Please stay home?”
“Work” for me tonight was screening Pulp Fiction for my students at their request. That is a long movie, y’all. When they voted to watch it I should probably have warned them that it was 2 hours and 45 minutes long. But the runner up was Avatar, so I think we actually dodged the snooze-fest bullet there, friends. I was pleasantly surprised by PF, which I hadn’t seen in years and I had lost my taste for. I’m excited to see what my students make of it.
Discussion is in something like 12 hours so I’d best be getting some sleep.