Walking Backwards

When I signed up for geology, I figured that it would be a little difficult, but I've gotten through Anatomy and Physiology and Molecular Biology, I would surely have no trouble keeping up. What I failed to realize was that I have been out of science classes for eight years and that I have a three year-old who doesn't care that I have to memorize the difference between plagioclase feldspar and potassium feldspar and the relative hardness rating of minerals. Wow is this stuff a lot of work. I don't know if my brain will be able to absorb this much new information; all of it is completely novel to me as I've never been exposed to that many of the Earth Sciences. I should be studying now, but looking at the information freaks me out a little bit. I do gain some comfort in knowing that everyone else in my class that I've spoken to is also lost.

Last night Jon, my brother-in-law, came over for dinner. I made Eggplant Parmesan and we talked about economics and submarines, separately of course. Jon was supposed to stay and watch 'Life' with us, but flaked out early and left before Nicholas went to bed. Good thing he stayed a little after dinner, though, because otherwise he might have missed one of Nicholas' funniest lines ever. Bored with our conversation, Nicholas went into our bedroom and stripped himself completely naked. He then ran out into our front room and started bouncing on the couch. When I asked him why he was naked, he replied:

"I'm naked because I'm drunk."

I have no idea where he got that from, really. For some reason I feel the need to make the disclaimer that he was, in fact, not drunk. He has to wait until he's fourteen like I did.