Rebecca, I don't recall seeing you anywhere after dinner.

I recently provoked a jaw-drop out of one of my cowokers just by saying "what the hell." She stared at me and said, "Rebecca, that's the closest I've ever come to hearing you curse." So apparently the people I work with don't know me at all. One of them thought I was a Mormon, and now another one thinks I never curse. Ha, they couldn't be further from the truth.

And now, some photos from the cemetery that Athena and I visited in Little Rock. It was a huge cemetery, with lots of crypts and statues, a fountain, a cottage (probably no one lived there and it was just used for storage, but it was definitely a little house in the middle of the cemetery). We spent all afternoon there and still didn't see it all. You all know how much I love cemeteries, and I took lots of pictures. Unfortunately, none of them do justice to the place!

( Mount Holly Cemetery )

And that's the end of my photos from Little Rock. We left the next day, and just before we left, we saw Central High School. It was the biggest, most beautiful school. I read Warriors Don't Cry, the memoir of one of the Little Rock Nine, back when I was in middle school, and it really stuck with me. And Mom could remember seeing the school on coverage on the integration crisis on the news.

This was not a good week, for various different reasons. But here's hoping that next week will be better. I wasn't crazy about this week's new NCIS episode (as much as it pains me to say that), so I never did get around to posting my notes on it. Anyway, here they are now:

( Hmm... notes on 8x23 "Swan Song" )