It's Mole Day. (No, it's not.)

Ah, Mole Day. A made-up holiday celebrated by chemists the world over on October 23 at 6:02, or, alternatively, on June 2. It has something to do with numbers, or chemistry, or something. But here at the aptly named Bizarro Town High School, it is celebrated on February 3, because chem students don't learn about moles until after October, and by June, they're into finals. So, years ago, one of our more eccentric/charismatic/insane chemistry teachers declared that Henceforth, Mole Day would be held on February 3, the day after the appearance of another small rodent, even though chemistry moles have nothing to do with groundhogs or rodents. Got that?

Anyway, all current and former chemistry students and their teachers are wearing tie-dye today, because it's created by a chemical reaction. (Of course it is. We all knew that.) So the school is a brighter place today, anyway. It looks nice, kind of like spending the day in a time machine.

Oh, before I forget, it's just past two o'clock Eastern time, so let's all send nice thought waves out to K-Lo.

I am in much, much less pain today than I was yesterday; I have no idea what that was all about. Good thing, too, because I have errands after school, then a doctor's appointment, then a photographer's appointment with R and her sweetie, and I probably won't be home until 9:30 or 10:00. No idea when dinner fits in there; if I'm lucky, I'll pass a Taco Bell and grab a fresco taco, or whatever that is. Or not.

Here's my amazing good news of the day: Did I mention a month or so ago that I applied to go to a conference in New York City in March? I got accepted! I got the email yesterday and I am so excited! Here's the deal: I go to a three day educational conference, the first day being just for school librarians from all over the country. The conference is held at the New York City Hilton Hotel near Times Square, and I will stay there for three nights. And all of it is paid for, even my transportation to and from the city, which means I will hire a car (like a limo, but not a real limo.) Free! All I need to pay for, I suppose, will be my meals, although lunch the first day is probably covered. And maybe some cab rides. Is this cool or what? So I'm thinking maybe a show one of the nights I' there, if I can find one cheap enough, or maybe dinner with my OldFriend, who lives down in the village, or maybe I can drop in at MOMA (Museum of Modern Art), where, I am embarrassed to say, I have never been, and which is a half block from the hotel. And my darling elder child will be there working as well, so maybe I can hang with her a bit in the evenings. It's an adventure! I'm going to have an adventure! Oh, be still my heart; I can hardly believe it.

The blessed bell ending the day is about to ring, and then it's just a mere half hour until my second work day begins, or at least that's what it feels like today. I'm hungry. Where's my pie?