Thursday, February 13, 2014

"A professor is someone who talks in someone else's sleep." - W.H. Auden


Today is Pam's birthday. She's now old enough to collect Social Security. We normally have dinner out on Thursdays so we assigned special significance to tonight's paleo pizza.

In the adult class Sunday we'll finish up our unit on issues related to procreation by going through surrogacy, sperm donors, birth control, and abortion. How does what the Bible teach us about life and marriage apply to those contemporary issues?

For my prep I've been reading about each of these, and some are a lot more complicated that I thought going in. There are five variations on surrogacy that can involve up to four different people.

What is it about dogs and tissues in the trash? I worked out in the garage for awhile this afternoon and came in to find the dog asleep in one of the living room chairs. That's a problem since he's not supposed to be on the furniture. A few minutes later I noticed he'd pulled a Kleenex out of the bathroom trash and left it in the middle of the floor. Al used to do that, too. Why??

We've been watching Doc Martin (the show, not the shoe) on PBS. It's British, so it's what you might call quirky. And slow. But we like it.
And watching the Olympics seems kind of pointless when the results have been published for hours.

Mid-80's all weekend. Great weather for a car show.

3 comments:

Sue said...

Kleenex, preferably used, is Gibb's favorite treat. He digs them out of the garbage, too.

Anonymous said...

The dog needs more attention from the owners. Chair occupancy is part of that equation when the owner isn't there. Take pooch in the garage while you work and periodically talk to it & pet it for a few minutes each hour so it knows it's part of your family all the time not just when you're there at night.

Craig MacDonald said...

I'm home all day. The dog was in the house alone for two hours, tops, while I worked on the truck. Just prior to that he'd been on my lap for about 30 minutes. It's pretty clear he was allowed on furniture wherever he came from, as well as some other behaviors we don't truck, like jumping up into your lap uninvited. When left alone those emerge. (And it was a chair we almost never sit it, just really soft and comfy.)