But last night was one of those rare and beautiful times.
Sushi Den with Nat King Cole!!
Fantastic drinks and the best sushi (and miso soup) in Denver. (There are two more Japanese places I want to try - more on that eventually.) After the aquarium I ate in Japan last summer, it's miraculous that I ever started to crave sushi again. G will no longer even sit at the same table with the stuff, so I begged and cajoled until NKC found time in her schedule.
It was worth it.
A dear reader refers to sushi as "squishy" hence the post title. A rose by any other name and all that.
Last night was a much-needed break from grading. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "B! You're on spring break!" Yes, and I'm in the process of grading 50 papers, writing one, and prepping a philosophy presentation for next week. Colossal sigh.
Remember when I said I'm ready to graduate? I'm ready to not be a student anymore? Yeah.
Somebody keeps me company, though.
The Easter sheep is too much for her. We go through the same routine every morning. She plays with it until her teeth get the best of her and the chewing gets out of control. Then mama has to remove the temptation.
So sad and pitiful. Without her bought friend she resorts to chewing on the mortar. If I have to keep grading at this pace, I may chew on it, too.
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