
"Melissa," I said, "please tell me you still have ice cream left because I MUST use these!" So I indulged in the most magnificent bowl of mint & chip ice cream with a light sprinkling of these awesome guys:

In other news, I gave my Very First Reading Friday night. I was so nervous I was shaking and Jacob had to keep patting my knee and telling me pointless stories to distract me. Overall, it went pretty well. I read a short piece about oceanographers, submersibles, spaceships, John Lennon, and the lovely and eccentric Erik Satie. I had a consumptive-sounding cough but maybe people thought it sounded sexy instead of consumptive. I also had visual aids, which always helps. I wanted to have a shadow puppet show or, at the very least, a flannel board but then I thought it might be too much for the gang to handle. Next time, though.
Finally, a friend told me today that I won a "Best Presentation" award for the presentation I gave at our graduate conference Saturday morning. The best was that I didn't think that I qualified for an award! This is why I love school: they just hand you things for showing up! But really, it was a shock and delight and I'm glad nonfiction represented somewhat (my presentation was called "What to Say When There's Nothing Left to Say: Mythmaking in nonfiction writing"--basically an argument for why fiction can and should be used in nonfiction, as long as the reader knows that the passage is fiction.) Besides the blizzard, it was a pretty good weekend.
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