I spent most of the morning bending over and punching leaf samples from 2,000 baby corn plants to do small scale DNA preps on them. I am sun-addled and dirty. And totally mind-fried. In addition to this, I ran a gel (which was fantabulous---if one can apply that word to science), had a voice lesson, practiced with Rachel, texted Craig about 4 times, and picked out the rest of my literature.
I am getting ready to have some much needed chicken sustenance and play some croquet with the girls. And by the girls, I mean, Trevor, Fallon, Robyn, Kristin, and Lane.
I dread the first day of summer. June 21. It will be my last day of being a teenager. Single tear.