Sunday Fun-day.

  There will be times where I may go for a few weeks without posting or trying to make an honest effort of connecting with you, my audience. We have finished the first week and a half of class for the Fall semester. They have been filled with writing research papers, prepping for a presentation, and getting my bearings on the Fall schedule. My research counted for my Intensive Learning Course but not for my Physics Research course, such is life and I will jump through that hoop this coming Spring.
  And now that I am in the Roanoke College Jazz Band as their lead alto saxophonist (and only alto saxophonist), there will be another chunk of time that I will be away from this, that, and the other thing. We have our first concert on September 28th, the day after I give my poster presentation on my research. Work for the poster presentation will begin this week so that we may get them printed well in advance of the event for Parent's Weekend.
  Mom has been a bit under the weather with her asthma. Enough that it pains me to watch her try to clean the house with her oxygen equipment shoved up both nostrils. She's tethered and it is not fun. So I went through my parent's house and cleaned the basement, first, and second floors. I have also mowed the lawn at my old house and washed the dogs. My fuzzy girl smells like a cottonball and looks like one too. I trimmed around her eyes because my dad started calling her Mrs. Magoo.
  My childhood best friend came in from Massachusetts with her two daughters last weekend. We went to the Taubman Museum of Art and the Mill Mountain Star. I also took her to my favorite coffee place, CUPS. She was impressed by the taste and the balance of her drink and the drinks her kids received. The rest of the time was spent relaxing, talking, and swimming. It has been many years since I had been able to see them and it was very much needed. Since her parents have passed, my family has just added her family as an extension of our own.
  I couldn't sleep last night and tossed until 4:30 AM. I very much feel a nap coming on and will need the energy to finish homework for class over the next few days. Hopefully, I will not take as long of a break to write to you.

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