Rainy Days, Papers, and a Little Diamond

I'm listening to Billy Joel while I blog. Billy is the chicken noodle soup of music to me. I grew up listening to him, watching his concerts on TV. There's a Billy song for every moment, every situation. For instance, Billy Joel on a drowsy rainy day sings "Summer, Highland Falls" and "Falling of the Rain." When I'm feeling like a love song, I've got "You're My Home" and "If I Only Had the Words (to Tell You)." When I'm feeling a little feisty, it's all about "Stiletto" and near the end of the quarter, with paper deadlines a few moments away, I'll put my turntable on 78 and play "Running On Ice" -- I particularly like the line about being a statistic.

Anyway, I had a nice day out and about. I went to tea list. where my friend Sarah just got a job. I hung out there grading papers for about five hours and enjoyed two cups of chai, their iced tea of the day, gluten free cookies and some tasty fruit (who knew honeydew could have so much flavor?!). These papers are killing me, so I have to get them over with. A fun fact according to the author of the last paper I read? Puberty starts at birth.

I don't have much else to say on that topic. OK, one more thing. Not one paper is formatted correctly. Not one. It's effing APA! It's not rocket science, people. TOP 10 PUBLIC UNIVERSITY according to the U.S. News and World Report. Really.

On a more positive note, over a week ago, I received a new schnozzola stud via mail. It has a teeny tiny diamond and I think it looks very cute and sophisticated. See below:

So that knocks #7 off my Golden Birthday to do list!

Now, to get back to grading. It hurts, Dear Blogosphere, it hurts. Enjoy one last photographic evidence of May showers and flowers!