A quick reassurance for the three people who read “The Letter T”: I have not given up yet!
Until I have time and the psychic energy to craft an official post, here are a few highlights from the week.
Madeline’s, vendor of the French macaroons made famous in this blog, is temporarily closed! The bakery is relocating to a new space just a few doors down, but isn’t open in the meantime. Bastards! We’re dying!
H is on his way to Brazil and I miss him.
I spent today and will spend the next two days at the third annual “Teaching & Learning Celebration,” presented by my beloved alma mater, Thirteen/WNET. At this conference, I am neither teaching, nor learning, nor celebrating. I am merely standing on my feet in a t-shirt adorned with the head of an orange robot. But, I might get to meet Jane Goodall, and I get to see Deirdre, who used to have the spacious window cube in back of me. http://www.thirteencelebration.org/
After we set up the “Celebration” booth today, K and I went to Takashimaya for tea! We’re fancy.
The Knoxville News Sentinel sucked the life out of me on Tuesday. http://www.knoxnews.com/news/2008/mar/05/dads-complaint-ends-home-access-to-online-text/
I went to Bloomingdale’s today as well, to return my broken Alex Woo necklace. With my refilled B’dale’s gift card, I purchased very swank Tory Burch sneaker-ballet flats (see above). Please note the appealing patent leather trim and tweed canvas body. Can I pull these off? Probably not. But they will look very nice in my closet.
I bid you adieu now to wash my greasy tresses and remove the chipping Lady Godiva nail polish from my fingers.