Dead Poets Society meets Romy and Michelle

Or at least that's how I would describe my class today; good discussion, really great women in the course (all women) and an all around nice bunch.

What course is this you say? Why, it's Women's and Gender Studies 250, the summer course I happen to be teaching which began today. And it was great. I was so on! I slipped right into teacher mode, despite my very cloggy lungs and throat, which made me sound like Kathleen Turner or a phone sex operater, whatever. My voice was sore, but my heart was full, as I could not wait to meet again tomorrow and have a roundtable discussion on what it means to be a woman, and how both women and men are portrayed in media; then we're going to go full circle into talking about the beginning, the middle, and then the present, or in other words, 1st wave, 2nd wave, 3rd wave.

Today was also my first day of doggy-sitting, and I have to say, Holly is the most well behaved dog I have ever met. Like ever. Seriously. Even the cats haven't gone bonkers. I might want to steal her. She's that adorable. ( like me!)

Anyhoo. Peace out G's!