This morning I picked up the rabbit from the pet retreat. They spoiled her so much! She has settled back into her usual routine around the apartment. Her usual routine looks something like this: hide behind the couch. Wander toward me to beg for treats. Hide under Tt's computer desk. Dart from computer desk to behind the file cabinet, relax. Silly, but incredibly cute.

It's good to be back at our apartment. The town is more mellow and should stay this way until August. Tt started his courses today, he seems to be enjoying it.

Bleh.
I should be asleep right now.
Instead I'm wondering why my husband is downstairs playing video games. I realize he does this to decompress and he needs a couple of hours of decompression before sleeping. I also realize that he doesn't sleep well when he's sleeping in anything other than our bed. I just didn't expect him to give up completely on sleep this evening. It kinda throws me off. I'll sleep anyway.

... stay on target.

The last assignment of the semester is due tomorrow.
Last night I got it to the point where I could turn it in right then if I needed to. Today is all about polishing. Goodness I'm excited to be done.

I don't enjoy pretending I'm a water molecule traveling through a plant. I'm looking forward to being done with this paper. I have another to work on after this, but at least that one doesn't involve traveling through a plant from the perspective of a molecule.

Two Sundays ago something extraordinary happened with music ministry.

Our folk group met at our usual 8:30am time. Tt and I were there, warming up voices, tuning instruments. The psalm Bo and Jo chose for the worship was a "new" one. It's from the usual songbook, but our soloists hadn't heard it before. It sounded pretty. It was catchy. It was in my range. I memorized the tune quickly the first time I heard it. Mi didn't know it, it was out of his range. Li had lost her voice. I piped in "Since it's new to everyone, I might as well sing it."

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared.

"You sure you're comfortable with this?" Bo asked. She and Jo know my voice well, but they also know how timid I am when I'm singing with the group, how intimidated I get. But they perform with me at the nursing home where the audience is small but appreciative. They know what my voice can do. Jo is telling me...