Usually this is my favorite time of year. The grass is green, the trees are in bloom, street fairs have begun, women's wardrobes change for the better, and the weather is warm. Everything seems to be in place for a great summer save the fact that the weather is still cold. This morning on my way to work, it was in the 50's...WTF? I mean 50 is great in March, but we are closing in on June now...I have been aching to get out on the lake more, but can't for fear of FREEZING. OK, maybe I am going a little overboard but I think many of my fellow Chicagians feel the same way. I guess I have yet one more excuse to not be swimming in the lake...
I know it has been some time since my last post and for that I have regret. I like writing my mundane and quasi-pragmatic feelings here. I have just been in a different place lately both physically and mentally. It's not that the little bullshit things I typically rant about here are no longer bothering me. I have simply been busy making plans for the next 5 years. Briefly, I am working on getting my CPA (finally) this year. If I have that completed by Christmas, I will be happy. The pass rates so far this year for all four sections are below %50...YIKES! I think that after I conquer this challenge, I can get my CIA shortly thereafter with little resistance. I have recently been entertaining the thought of returning to Loyola to get a Master of Laws degree, but that might be a few years out still. I really want to become a homeowner, and to do as much, I have begun saving. Tightening the belt a little was necessary and has taught me to live a little more simply. For the next 2 years beginning in September, I am honored to say that I will be the Co-President of the Young Associates Board! I am excited for the opportunity, and hope that I do as good of a job as my predecessors. Other than that, I have been spending my time training, except for the last week and a half, for the triathlon. There are 93 days left and I am seriously lagging in my swimming. My times otherwise are good and getting better...
Werd O' Da Day:
eclogue • \ECK-log\ • noun
Example Sentence:
"Be it in the appropriation of the goatherd or shepherd in the pastoral eclogue, or the neatly controlled terraces of the Georgics, the pastoral has always been an idyllicised representation of the rural world...." (John Kinsella, The Literary Review, January 2005)
Did you know?
Although the eclogue first appeared in the Idylls of the Greek poet Theocritus, it was the 10 Eclogues (or Bucolics) of the Roman poet Virgil that gave us the word "eclogue." (The Latin title "Eclogae" literally meant "selections.") The eclogue was popular in the Renaissance and through the 17th century, when less formal eclogues were written. As our example sentence suggests, the eclogue traditionally depicted rural life as free from the complexity and corruption of more citified realms. The poets of the Romantic period rebelled against the artificiality of the older pastoral, and the eclogue fell out of favor. In more modern times, though, the term "eclogue" has been applied to pastoral poems involving the conversations of people other than shepherds, often with heavy doses of irony.
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