This post is going to be a jumble-potpourri-mishmash of things (sort of like this doughnut burger, hence the title) because too many things are on my mind at the moment.
1) We don't know if Charlie is going to have yet another snow day Tuesday. No word yet from his school as I type this at midnight EST. Jim happened to be near the town where the Big Autism Center is and told me that it is definitely snowing there, and it has started to here (just 35 minutes away). Am sleeping with my phone nearby to get the news from the emergency hotline post-haste.
2) Having gotten through last week's snow days and a long weekend, "school" is a popular word around here. Yes, we love family togetherness; yes, we absolutely heart school (Charlie most of all), and you can only be philosophical about yet another day off from school for so long.
3) Speaking of philosophy reminds me of no one less or other than……Plato and Aristotle, whose views on women and their "inferior natures," etc., I'm prepping for Tuesday's Women in Antiquity class.
4) Fortunately, things for Women Today have improved, or at least to the point that even the President skips out of meetings about his health care plan to attend his daughter's band recital.
5) Jim and I have both been devoting ourselves to keeping things as peaceable here as we might. Monday found us unable to resist another drive down to the ocean (a different spot than on Sunday). It was much warmer (high 30s) and Charlie was very game to run out across the snow, over the sand, and near the waves.
6) Those warmer temperatures were a signal of an impending storm, which led to a noticeable rise in the barometric pressure, which had something to do (along with just a brief period of video-watching on the computer) with Charlie crying out from a storm in his head, and spending half of a walk still crying and swinging his head. Considering all the disruptions to his schedule, I didn't think it going to be a completely "behavior-free" series of days.
7) I know we can muddle through one more unexpected day off of school for Charlie. But am sure hoping for at least a delayed opening for school—Charlie's anxieties about no school are pretty much contagious with Jim and me.
8) While our attention is obviously homeward directed, we always keep an eye on "the rest of the world. Jim and me both being professors, and me having gone through the tenure process just two years ago, we've been shaken by the deaths of three biology professors and the injuries to three more people at the University of Alabama Huntsville after another professor, neuroscientist Amy Bishop, is accused of shooting them at a faculty meeting. One blogger has speculated if Prof. Bishop might be "easily diagnosed with aspergers syndrome [sic]." Possible diagnosis of anyone is always a topic I'm very, very wary of, though I suspect this won't be the only time Asperger Syndrome may be mentioned in regard to what happened in Huntsville.
9) Still determined to keep trying to keep moving forward even when things feel so disjointed, after Charlie had watched one of the videos he likes (and has seen about a 100 too many times), I showed him a video of a lion dance competition in Malaysia and talked about him being part-Chinese and it being Chinese New Year, gong hay fat choy. Quite to my surprise, Charlie watched the whole video, with the volume turned down (those drums can be loud) and my partial translation of the male and female commentators' patter (Ta chiu-le. Gaoxing! Ta chiu, wo jie…..) Maybe tomorrow we'll take a look at Shen Xue's and Zhao Hongbo's gold medal performance (she does have the same last name as I do — Zhao is the Mandarin pronunciation of Chew).
Or maybe we'll just watch another lion dance. Or the men's curling.