The weather is getting chilly enough that I've switched to showering in the evening, when I'm still all warmed up from biking home. Trying to shower at 5:30am when the apartment temperature is 50° or less is not the best way to start the day. I'll probably haul my kerosene heater out this weekend.
I managed to clear off the table (somehow it never stays clean--why is that...?) and I'm hoping to bake some cookies either today or tomorrow. I had the students in my writing class write "letters to Santa" this week, so my plan is to return their letters next week, each with an answering note and a cookie from "Santa." Next week is the last full week of the year. After that there is another week of various schedule alterations and then the closing ceremony.
My music history class learned about the 1980s this week. It's finally getting to singers they know (Madonna, Michael Jackson), though not necessarily songs they're familiar with. The other teacher, though, said after the class, "It was so nostalgic, I nearly cried!" (He doesn't actually teach the class, he just comes to unlock the A/V cabinet, and often he doesn't even stick around.) He added his bit of information about the introduction of rap, "You guys think it's normal today, but when MC Hammer and others first came out, we were all like, what the heck is THAT?!" (The students found it hard to believe.) One of the students had seen Flashdance, so she was excited when I mentioned that, but none of them had heard of Dirty Dancing. (And when I think back to how crazy about that movie all the girls in my high school were...) Next week we get to the '90s, and one of the students commented, "Finally we're getting to OUR time!"
Not much else is going on around here. The new bakery that I mentioned in an earlier entry had closed up shop when I went to visit this week. That was quick...it's only been open about two months, and it's already closed? I wonder what happened. Another incident is that I lost my bookstore card (the one that gives money back for buying books). When I discovered it was gone and mentioned it at the bookstore, the customer service person ran and got it for me. I must have dropped it in the store. I'm probably the only foreigner who shops there regularly, so they knew right away it was mine.