Corinne's house

Hot in Florida - reminds me of a cool day in Port Gentil Gabon. I've tried to run here, but its a slog through a pressure-cooker and it melts me. At night, when it cools off, I try again. I'll have to figure out how to deal with the heat, fire-ants, mosquitoes, gators, and brackish water if this is where I end up. I have no idea how Corinne has made it work so well. I doff my cap to her.

I''m glad to see Corinne. I always miss her when I stay away too long. She's a kind and generous and clever person - and also practical in her approach to life. I live in the borderlands between the practical and the possible, so I find her philosophy to be helpful and grounding. She teaches a freshman chemistry course that usually confounds students - but her excellent abilities have made it one of the most successful courses offered by the university.

It was Corinne's birthday yesterday. Her husband said, "I don't think she really likes presents. So I'll give her a card." Seriously? Dude. I know she loves him but that's a really douche-y move. I have no significant-other but my girlfriends do a darn-sight more than that. Yesterday I let him dictate the terms of the birthday celebration - we took the doodlers on a 10 mile bicycle ride and had no cake or presents. Today, I dictated the birthday celebrations: bought a bouquet of roses and an intimate card for him to give her, bought decorations, cooked dinner and made a birthday cake. I think Corinne's too tired to care which direction the party goes.

The Doodlers warmed up to me right away. Serious little Marie with her thoughtful expression, and mischievous Gracie. Now, they smile when they see me, run to me with arms upraised, sing silly songs with me, and giggle when I tease them.