alrighty, the surprise party I planned for my husband went fabulous.. he was surprised as all get out; had this shocked look on his face and everything. Somebody said they were momentarily afraid he as going to storm in and kick their asses... since he didn't realize it was friends and not burglers!
most of my week was spent getting ready for that... no new poetry or anything. chores and errands, and this week is not shaping up much better (oh right -- also getting ready for Cairo Carnival.... bellydancing!) the chores are endless, it seems like, and so it goes... one needs to get ready for big events, I guess.
this week is M's PhD graduation, and I couldn't be prouder of him....