Same Old Same Cold
Don't even ask. No riding. My face nearly froze when I was feeding this morning. I had soaked the Boys' pellets in hot water and Toby, for one, really seemed to enjoy breakfast. I think he even went in to lick Tucker's tub.
I think Stacie's lesson with Patrice on the mare is the end of this week. She is definitely mulling it over, so we'll see. I may have another chance on Monday to see th horse across the woods.
Today was another lost cause as this frigid weather is just hanging on. I picked up my contact lenses this morning, went to the chiropractor, did some shopping, came home, hung out, fed the Boys and then headed to a Human Rights Celebration to honor the memory of Dr. Martin Luther King.
This was sponsored by the New Jersey Education Association and my friend invited me. There were speeches--some too long-- a performance by the NJState Jazz chorus (an excellent group of high school kids singing jazz songs and doing a super job of it), a young man presenting Dr. King's "I Have a Dream" speech--another excellent job, dinner, and then a speech by Dr. Michael Eric Dyson--a renowned radio personality and Baptist preacher. Dyson was dynamic and entertaining, so it was really worth the time to listen.
The trouble was, the program started at 2 PM (although I didn't get there until 4 PM) and didn't finish up until well after 8 PM. A bit too much, I fear.
But, one of the repeated pleasures was enjoying the excitement of Tuesday's upcoming inauguration of Barack Obama as President of the United States. There is such a sense of new hope and anticipation. I plan on having my classroom TV monitor on most of the day tuned to live coverage of the ceremonies. I just hope my students can appreciate the historic importance of the event.