Spring Has Sprung

Strange how change creeps up on its prey with such masterful stealth that one day it seems to pounce with breathtaking force. I realized this morning, while driving to school, that the majority of the grass has upgraded itself from its traditional exhausted dust color to a dark emerald shade, and an assortment of tulips and other wildflowers have emerged from the frozen tundra in proud little pops of Kelly green. The climate is still stubbornly clinging to its familiar thirty-something-degree cloak, but the sun is flashing brilliantly and the plants are responding.

I walked into school behind the Dean. She was clipping along with one hand on her rolling suitcase and the other clutching the all-important cell phone, into which she enthusiastically yammered in her crisp, concurrently friendly and authoritative tones. I was quite a bit behind her, but I jogged up to pass her and hold the door open. She scooped the receiver from her mouth to flash that megawatt, patented Law School Dean smile and whisper “Thank you,” And so went my brush with fame this afternoon.

American Idol last night finally started to get intersting - I love when the singers have to tackle songs they don't really want to, based on a theme (here, Stevie Wonder). I love “Signed, Sealed, Delivered” and was (ashamedly) surprised to find out he had penned and recorded it. Wonder what he'll perform tonight?

T-2 days and counting with enthusiasm...