truly a hard know to think.

what a weekend. first, my dad retired. i drove up there friday for the surprise party. i'm so glad i did -- he later told me that the only real surprise of the day was that i was there. i guess it's hard for a hundred and forty people to keep a secret from their boss.

i gave (what i would consider to be) a drop down on your knees and give me a hallelujiah, sing the praises of the day and the chance to be a witness kinda great speech. so great, in fact, that the superintendent of my parents' school district approached me afterwards to offer me a job. teaching.

so, honestly, this is something i've been thinking about for a long time. and there's something, i think, truly poetic about the idea of entering education now, at the end of my parents' careers. my grandmother also taught in the same school district. really, am i this person? i'm not a traditionalist, but i do latch onto tradition and the interleaving of family and community. i love small towns.

so, i'm going to have myself a good long think. a hard think.

first i'm going to find out exactly what's involved, how much time is will take and how much it will cost, but i'm thinking quite seriously.

and today i happened to remember, thanks joan baez, that action is the antidote to despair.

weekend part ii.

the wedding. wow. wow. a more beautiful day could not have been had.

that's all for now. feel the love. i really think i may be on the brink of a spectacular change. stay tuned.