Saturday, I went to see Wonder Woman with my oldest son. I know. I'm late to this game, but since most of you have already seen it . . . It was great, wasn't it!?! I didn't think about real life once during the movie! Now you'd think, at this stage of my life, I'd know I'll never be Wonder Woman. But I still grapple with that little fact. I've got the drive, I've got energy, I've got ambition. I want to simultaneously fight for better education and funding for libraries while at the same time making my library a not-so-hidden paradise. But I had regular parents and lacked interference from Zeus, and this my friends, makes me a mere mortal. To top off that sweet little fact with a maraschino cherry, I'm at the wrong end of middle age. I can't do everything I'd like to do. OK, so that was never my reality, but now it's painfully obvious that doing everything I want is even more of a dream. Darn. What is a mortal to do over the summer t...