Half a Candle

"It's five already?" A second-grader asked me this today in the gym after I told her it was time to line up to return to our classroom. She'd been dashing madly across the thickly-varnished floor for an hour and a half, but still wasn't ready to settle into the regular routine of listening to stories and engaging in quiet activities.

In response, I offered an old adage, since I am much too lazy to come up with my own sentences: "Time flies when you're having fun." It really does, you know; the past six months - the length of time I have spent as a post-college Minnesota resident - have disappeared more swiftly than I would have thought possible.

Happy half-birthday, little bloggenzie! May the second six-month stretch of your existence be as fraught with adventure as the first.