Crushes, nether hair and an award
Yesterday after I was assured that lil moonspun would be picked up and safe from school and I periodically checked everyone’s comments to reassure me that I am crazy, but not in regards to my ex-wife, I concentrated on matters at hand. Trying to get RP to make up his damn mind about when we were going home!
It was snowing to beat all yesterday, steady and piling up. I am at RP’s mercy for driving. I could have really cared less when we left, it was really up to him when we left and how many classes he was going to teach. I canceled a lunchtime interview I had for a story, ironically with my professor, and FINALLY at 12:30 RP decided we’d leave after he taught his 1 pm class. That was good with me, because that is when my class is and so I got to go, which was also good with me because it turned out we had a pop quiz.
I am here to testify that being on crutches sucks. Crutching through snow is its own particular joy. On the way to class I had to literally push snow away to get through. That part was ok, but really, when the ground is uneven underneath, now THAT throws me off. But I made it and when I slopped my way back to GB’s car to go back to the office, the weather was so bad that he’d sent everyone home. RP arrived about 10 minutes later and we made it home in good time.
I was smart and brought my computer home just in case we couldn’t get in today. And plus, I wanted to catch up on my blogs! I also thought about my professor and the class and the interview. RP told me that first week of class that he thought I had a crush on my professor. He might be right. Ok, he IS right. But it’s not really a sexual crush at all.
I like articulate smart people, in this case men. I like people who are intelligent and that intelligence hangs of f them in a comfortable, not egotiscial way. I like people who are passionate about what they know and what they do. No matter what subjec it is. I like people who are a bit on the dorky side, know it and aren’t ashamed about it.
My professor (and I always think of him as MY professor) is 10 years younger than me, 6′5″ with a loud voice that carries. He’s sarcastic with a dark sense of humor and incredibly knowledgable about military history. Like he lives and breathes it.He expects hard work from his students and has high standards of excellence. He makes kickass fudge, too. Before I took my first class from him last year, I thought that military history MIGHT interest me. Now I am on my 3rd class with him and on my way to getting a master’s in the damn subject. And he’s no small part in that. Fueling my interest so I may too become a dork about the subject.
Plus, I have enormous respect for the fact that he treats me like a real student. As if having me in his class is ordinary. I mean, I am a serious student. But come on, I am twice as old as most of the students, and the wife of one of his colleagues and one-time mentor. In my professional capacity, I run into him at faculty/staff functions and get to interview him about the academic program he is director of. And yet he always takes my questions seriously and has agreed to let me pick his brain about being a professor in military history. And while I get good grades, I work for them just like everyone else.
What’s not to be all crushy about?
In other random thoughts, not at all related to my professor, or my husband, I have to admit that unique thoughts have come into my brain after reading heather’s post yesterday about small penises, the He Blogs, She Blogs answers from Petra and Jim about pubic hair and other topics, and Psycho Mom’s loving post in regards to her hubby, Tattooed Dad.
Ah, that’s why I love me my blogs….
And so….
A while back, Heinous nicely gave me an award I hardly deserve, but humbly accept. And now it is YOURS. If your blog is listed on my Blogs that Rock, please, please, please take it. You deserve it just as much, if not more than me…really….
That means YOU: Baddass, Frog Dancer, Lil Sass, Linda, Heather, Lola, Sus, Photomonk, Petra, Psycho Mom, Tattooed Dad, Meg, Grace, and Kat. ACCEPT IT NOW!
About the award: This award shows the values that every blogger shows in his or her effort to transmit cultural, literal, ethical and personal values every day.
The rules: 1) Accept the award and post it on your blog along with the name of the person who gave you the award.
2) Pass it on to (15) bloggers that you know who deserve it.
Happy Thursday!







I am a 41 year old woman lucky to live in Vermont. I live with my husband, Running Professor, and my 8 year old daughter, lil moonspun. Read more about me in
January 29th, 2009 at 10:53 am
An award? For me? Thanks!
January 29th, 2009 at 2:03 pm
That means me right? There’s not some other Grace that you like more? That could be awk.ward…
Thanks lovey.
January 29th, 2009 at 3:27 pm
WOW! Thanks so much for the award! I am glad you enjoyed our answers, that is what HBSB is all about!
January 29th, 2009 at 10:57 pm
Awe! Thank you! And what’s this nonsense about you “hardly deserving” it. Ppphhssst. That’s nonsense. You are crazy!
January 30th, 2009 at 9:11 am
Well, I was going to say thanks for the award, until I read the qualities that you must put forth, so now I say, I’m not so sure I fit the bill. You sure do, though. Congrats!
Oh, and I’ve kinda got a crush on him now, too…
February 19th, 2009 at 5:12 pm
I know. I’m supposed to be reading this epic-length American Revolution novel for History class but instead I was daydreaming about how cute my Professor is even though we’re both married and have kids.
He’s chubby, funny, wickedly smart, and has just the right amount of that patented nerd quotient mixed in. Plus he doesn’t gab on and on and on about how much he loves Obama or about religion like my other Professors.
I’ll definitely be taking the second part of his History class next semester.