Halfway marks, tearing up at work, and the comma

Spring break is two weeks away. Because I have a 40-hour per week gig in addition to being a student myself, and teaching one section of freshman comp., this doesn't really equate to any sort of vacation for me. It is an indication, though, that we are at the half-way point. I have to turn in mid-semester grades, so I guess I'll need to figure out the drop-dead date for that.

In other news, I've teared up twice at work this week due to some stuff that I blew way out of proportion. Going into it here would be cumbersome and impolitic. I've come back to a rational place and an appropriate perspective, which has made my boss happy.

In other, other news: Today is my half birthday. A coworker gave me a huge bag of Utz Crab Chips to celebrate.

Finally, for now, I've been schooling my writing students on the wonders of the comma. Somehow, they were not as amazed and intrigued as I thought they would be.