Weekend

I believe this to be the first weekend I’ve had to myself—sort of—in a month.  “To myself,” in this case, means no conference, no travel, no grading.  Ironically, perhaps, it also means that Mom is here, the only excuse I could grant myself for taking an entire two-and-a-half days off.  This afternoon, there were manicures and massages.  Tomorrow, there will be shopping in Pasadena.  Sunday, museum-going in downtown Los Angeles.  So:  pampering, consumption, culture.  What more could a girl need toward a general revival of spirit?

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