Today was one of those days during which everything seems to be about five times more difficult than it really needs to be, know what I mean? And I guess I'm just doing a quick post to decompress or whatever before I try to relax and settle in for the evening. I did get done the grading that I really needed to do, so that's a good thing. And boy did I read some bad stuff, let me tell you. But isn't that always the way of it? I don't know if I should admit this or not, but I had a beer as I was grading. It felt like I somehow needed the beer just to get through, you know? So I was just telling my mom this: when you go to the grocery store and see a sampler pack of this or that, well, I just have a hard time resisting those sampler packs of whatever. I really, really like the idea of trying out a little of this and a little of that and deciding what I like best. And variety packs of stuff is especially appealing to me if it's packaged in an organized, or just a cute, way. So on Saturday, I went to the grocery store and felt like I'd hit the mother load because they had a sampler pack of. . .wait for it. . .Mexican beers! Oh what fun. And no Corona--whew! However, I have to admit that my fav Mexican beer is Negra Modelo, which was not included. Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen that in VT. *sigh* One of the things I miss most about CA is Mexican food. I'm not exaggerating. Mexican food and Trader Joe's. Well, maybe someday I'll be living on the West Coast again, who knows? I miss it lately. I mean, I know that most people would say that Bakersfield is no great shakes, and maybe that's true. But the bottom line is that it still feels like home. Oh, and it's a dry heat.