Our first solstice

We've migrated from celebrating christmas, to celebrating solistice on christmas, to celebrating solstice on solstice. And this year I was very excited about it because I was excited for Turing. We also got our first parental-holiday experience: Trouble and I spent the night before wrapping present together. And drinking beer.



And then we did christmas presents on christmas, which was good for Turing because he was overwhelmed at about present number 4 both times.

I realized I've got less than a month until classes start. Eep. Fortunately, I am getting faster at planning for lectures as my brain returns to a non-pregnant state (if I remember correctly, I'll feel much smarter in just two more months) and I'm getting some practice at preparing them.

This week, for preparation, I bought cloths at all the sales. After two painful days, I think I have enough for the colder months - I know I'll have to go get summery things later. It was painful because I hadn't looked at myself in a full length mirror in . . . forever. I can't remember the last time. Much less those three way mirrors. And I had no idea what sorts of cloths to buy for my new body so almost nothing fit for the first day of trying. And I just hate buying cloths.

I was trying to stick to cloths that I could also use for medicine. There are rules! It is sad that people need to list the rules because students don't think about the role they're playing. They are: no cleavage, no sleeveless shirts, all skirts must hit the knee. I also add being able to run in them. And that they must fit. And no white, since I've got little kids and drip things all over my shirts. And no button-downs, because that doesn't work with lactating breasts. With all those rules, I couldn't really pay attention to the no dry-cleaning rule, unfortunately.

A lot of the shirts this year have cross-over tops (a wrap around asthetic). Which are very cute and I like, but are all cleavage on me. And a lot of the dresses have these very loud high contrast patterns on them. Which I love! Except maybe not so much of it - more as either a top or skirt, but not both. I think I would induce headaches in my students if I wore them.

Next week, I get back to writing lectures. But at least I can dress the part, not