Doe, a deer. Mentating soon. Drumroll. Birth.

 I may be changing blogging platforms soon. Apparently the free service/widget that automatically sends emails to those who subscribe to this blog, is going to stop working in July. So perhaps it’s finally time to switch to wordpress and have a working comments system. Though maybe comments doesn’t work for other reasons...

In any case, changes coming on the horizon. Oh, by the way, welcome to another episode of Monday lunch with Isaac. 10 more minutes or so to go.

News, happenings. Lots of that coming up. My birthday is this Friday. I assume if Suzannah wasn’t organizing something I would barely be celebrating it. But in general Suzannah is good about getting me to have more fun and enjoy life more, so that’s par for the course.

Two weeks to go before I get my two weeks of summer break! I’ve got one more week somewhere in July, but that will be a plane trip to parents and then a few days of work to prepare myself for the school year starting up again.

After my two weeks of vacation, I’ll be back to teach in the summer session, and my Mentor has said she’ll be teaching with me, training me.

I feel like this last year has been payment of a sort, for the opportunity to be trained by her. I certainly would have preferred to start this coming year, with her, but I didn’t want to leave her hanging, and thought that perhaps if I waited, she might fill the spot and I’d miss the opportunity. It feels kind of high stakes. I’ve put a lot of faith in her and my hopes that she would help me get the training and skills I felt were lacking from my formal education. I’ve invested a year of my life into it. I don’t know what to expect, but I’m going to find out in about a month. Cue drumroll.

Also, did I mention the crazy doe and her fawn and the whole fascinating story that came from our interactions with them? I’ve got some pictures too. I should probably share that, because it’s fascinating, but that will require uploading pictures and video’s, and that’s more time than I generally have available to me. So, I may just have to describe it some week. You can remind me to tell the story, if you see me.

OK, lunch break is over, so this post is too. See ya next week, when I think I’ll be 35.

-I