Catching Up

I've got minimal grading this weekend, but a ton of reading and prep to do.

And a bunch of gardening, which I should do now, while it's not raining. It's been raining steadily for a couple of days, and there's flooding in lower areas of town. I, on the other hand, live at the top of a hill of what a gardening friend calls "scree," which is basically loose and not so loose rock, so I'm not only not flooding, but if I went out to dig right now, the soil wouldn't be more than moderately damp. It drains that fast.

A few weeks ago, a friend of mine told me about his/her blog, and I've been slowly reading to catch up on it. S/he's been writing for a while, and it's especially cool because it sounds exactly like his/her voice. I can sort of hear my friend speaking what I'm reading. I love that.

But I keep wanting to comment on blog posts that are over a year old still, and that feels a little silly to me. So I don't. But I want to, and I feel sort of bad that I'm not.

It's especially cool though because we'd sort of been out of touch in the way that happens when people get jobs half-way across the country and move here and there. You meet someone in grad school and you like them a lot, but somehow it's hard to keep up. And now I'm catching up on my friend's life, learning about my friend's job stuff, family, all that good stuff.

I'm especially happy that some of the people I really liked in grad school blog, because I still get a sense of knowing them and having the pleasure of that, and I also get a sense of how our lives change all the time, mostly, I'm glad to say, for the better.