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One Day in November

Hollywood Housewife asked her readers to document their daily lives on November 14, 2012. Here’s my day:
My day begins with the dogs, feeding them and taking them outside for a walk.

I do a little work and then read with horror about the latest Mercy for Animals undercover operation in which abuse of turkeys at Butterball factories was documented.

Next, up, some cuddles with the dogs!

Later tonight, I am going to a birthday party, but I won’t be home before then, so I make some stitch markers to take as a gift.
Another faculty member and I are giving a workshop on “Hard to Assess Learning Outcomes,” so I head to the Center for Faculty Excellence on campus.
Usually, the center displays some student or faculty artwork. Today, they had pieces from the show Turn up the Transparency: 35 mm Slide Art. These were my two favorite pieces.
We didn’t have a lot of folks attend the workshop, but it was a good conversation nonetheless. However, we didn’t have much time to debrief because my colleague and I both had meetings immediately following the workshop. No time for photos between the two events! By the time I was done with the meeting, it was dark outside.
I headed over to the Clark Lounge in the Campus Center where there was a wine and cheese reception for faculty members. I noticed on my way that the TerraCycle Brigade had put a collection bin in the common area.
Some of our brilliant music students performed at the reception.
After some hurried mingling, I went to celebrate the 90th birthday of one of the women who comes to knit night. 
George had his own dinner tonight, a celebration of the end of the season with his co-workers at the farm, so I hardly saw him today. I ended the day, as I started it, with the dogs.
(That’s Survivor on the television.) I also did a little bit of knitting.
Today was fairly atypical – I am usually not running around quite so much! I am glad that Laura chose today for the project, otherwise you’d probably only be getting pictures of the dogs.

Let’s Vote!

I was voter #350 in our precinct. Since I like numbers divisible by five, I thought that was an auspicious sign. My friend Jim goes to the same polling place, and he said he got stuck behind a row of school buses. I wonder what all the kids think about the adults coming into their school for these elections.