Don’t count your ducks before they hatch. Or just go ahead.
I haven’t updated in a while, so if you’ve actually been keeping track, yes, I am alive. And I managed to use a gazillion commas in that last sentence. Or maybe just three.
Just got done with the first day of new graduate instructor orientation. It feels like deja vu. I don’t necessarily like it. Probably because I don’t think I count as a new graduate instructor. But hey. That’s life.
Oh yeah–the ducks laid eggs, seven so far, I think. Who knew they were mating with each other? This really explains the occasional loud quacking, I suppose…
What ducks??
The neighbors’ ducks. We don’t have our own ducks. At least not yet… :)