First thing this morning: sending e-mail to volunteer for some sort of community oversight board for the local public schools. "P.S. I'm not a Granolaton schools parent, but I anticipate becoming one in September 2010."
As a rule I don't blog about the things I don't blog about, and Granolaton town issues are one of those things. But the local schools are such a mess, and I worry a lot because I want to send Miss T. to them and I want that to be a good thing for her. There are a lot of faculty brats a year or two or three older than Miss T., and I want them to all go to the the local schools too...
Second thing this morning: reading the "Education" category over at Elizabeth's.
Ah, and I should let you know that we're in countdown mode over here. Perhaps a long slow count, but still. Miss T. is completely weaned as of my second solo conference trip this summer. (We both wanted to cry, but neither of us did. She still snuggles close to fall alseep.) Cornell says two normal cycles, post-weaning, then let's look at the ol' FSH and talk. Given that we'd presumably do co-culture again, given that my teaching schedule this fall is heavy and my depleted department will not be enthusiastic about covering for me, we're probably talking December/January for actually cycling... has it been three years? Why, yes, nearly.