Recycle

Went to the recycling center in Kirkwood today, which is always one of my most favorite trips. Several reasons for that:

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Saved by the carnival

The other night as M and I sat diligently studying at our dining table, we heard a low, distant rumble. Gradually, steadily, it got closer and closer. Finally, we saw the source as it drove past our window.
The giant trucks that bring the carnival to our church every year have arrived!

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97.75% in Statistics, 100% Exhausted

Wahooooo! Statistics is over! We took our finals tonight and wound up with solid A’s (but of course). M’s A is ever so slightly more A-ish than mine, due to a last-minute rally on his part (i.e. better guessing on the second portion of the final). That’s highly disappointing to me, and I liken it to leading for 499 laps of the Indy 500 and then stalling out 10 feet from the finish line. M, of course, because he’s so supportive and loving, felt the need to point out that who leads for 499 laps isn’t important…it’s who leads at the finish line. Thanks, Sweetie. I really needed that clarification. He’s lucky he’s not digging his statistics textbook out of one of his orifaces.

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Bubbles bubbles everywhere

Not to reward my mother’s e-mail request that I only post images of Zozer on the blog (to which I respond to anyone – coughMomcough – who consistently tells me what I should and shouldn’t put on the blog: get yer own damn blog!), but Zoe happened to be my subject yesterday and so here are the Photographs o’ the Day.

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