So, I've been lacking any real chef these last few weeks, and it truly shows in my posts and my commenting habits.
Chef, by the way, is a Romanian word (pronounced kef). It has no wonderful English translation, which is why I have to use it. It sort of means motivation or desire. And I definitely don't have it. I blame the winter blahs, as I usually feel this way every year just before spring makes her grand entrance. It's that hibernation thing.
Spring break is this week. Only for me. The University and the School District obviously don't communicate with one another, so I have all this time off from teaching, and yet Joel and the girls still have to go to school.
I'll be using the free time to find some chef. And it isn't likely I'll be finding it on the computer because the computer is a chef-sucker, especially when I'm feeling like this. So, while I'll miss you (and hope you'll miss me), I won't be around for the rest of the week.
Farewell, my lovelies, and I'll see you all when the chef has found me. Keep your fingers crossed that it will!