We survived the first faculty meeting of the year and even seem to have constituted a pretty decent search committee. Sadly, the usual suspect was true to form. We have no clue as to why, but by the end of the night, no one really cared, certainly not these little cuties, two of five department daughters all under the age of seven.
I've been thinking that someone really needs to throw a boy into this mix. You know what they say about the perfect birth spacing in primates...tick, tick, tick. Nah, mostly I just want to watch all these girls dress him up and put make-up on him when he's about five years old.