Trying to remember where I put my bathing suit last August ...

Tomorrow's the last day of my spring break. Monday I am back to classes, meetings, students - and a whole stack of midterm papers to grade. It's been a good week for me, but not so great for Spouse, who was home with a houseful of kids while I was at the monastery. And today's funeral, for his best friend's father, was difficult. It doesn't feel like spring at all: we still have snow on the ground.

So today we decided to do something special tonight for our Saturday date night. We are going to leave Daughter in charge of her brothers and all the extra kids. And we are going to a hotel with a pool, a hot tub, and no kids. We will pretend that we are someplace exotic. And actually it will feel exotic, because we usually stay in a tent when we travel on vacations. Spouse is running a quick errand to buy enough junk food to ensure that the teenagers will not starve to death while we are gone. And I am off to pack.