Saturday

Every day is Saturday when you’re a George. He’s been curled up on my pillow all day, ignoring the storm. We’re having a quiet weekend at home to catch up on research/teaching stuff, ride out a tornado warning (it passed us over), and play some racquetball at the Y. Confession: I skipped the Y yesterday for the first time! I’m planning a make-up day today.

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