Abbreviated Day

The day felt almost too nice: worked out, returned emails, finished letters, cleaned my desk, returned calls, graded papers, read a thesis, went to a brainstorming lunch, and, with my favorite class of the semester -- a small seminar called Advanced Screenwriting -- hashed out an outline for Superbad (as a learning device for building our own outlines). At home, Caleb hung out most of the evening with Lynn, myself & the kids; I baked a frozen lasagna (I froze it last time I made lasagna), then we played crazy eights, (re)read The Fantastic Mr. Fox and sang around the advent wreath, and finally, I collapsed in bed after tucking kids in, falling asleep *before* the kids