Wednesday, July 23, 2014

The Matador

#1 Son and Nancer.  See 20 Something & Leah in the background?
Pouring down rain, flashes of lightning.  Glorious.

I'm having coffee in a dark and stormy room next to a rainy window view.  This is my kind of day.

Last week I met up with current friend / former colleague (CF/FC) on the street.  We hadn't seen each other for several years before that serendipitous moment on Kirkwood Avenue.  Her 3 year old was with her, getting a free ride in a red wagon.  ThreeYear was nervous about a possible storm.  She talked about it at length, some might say obsessively. I told her I didn't think it was going to storm and I showed her the weather site on my phone.  She checked that out and said, "But I think it could still storm and I'm afraid of thunder."

I agreed with her that thunder was loud, but I told her I love it, that I love to do exactly what I'm doing right now.  Sit in the window and watch for lightning.  I admitted that I do jump a little when I see the lightning, but I can't stop looking for it because I love it so.  We parted ways because 3 Year was getting increasingly anxious about the weather. Later I got a text from CF/FC.  On the way home, 3 Year told her, "Lee is my favorite thunder sister."

3 Year is a kid with her head on her shoulders.  Thunder Sisters Unite. It's a new club. If you want to join, you can.

ps. This post is called The Matador because I was going to write about this Russell Crowe music video that made #1 son laugh about 1,000 times yesterday, but then I changed my mind when it got to stormin'.  The Russell Crowe music video is hard to describe because it's extremely weird. FYI.

Monday, July 21, 2014

The Robins

There are 2 robins just frolicking away in the bird bath right now.  Come to find out, robins are now my favorite birds.
Bringing some boxes into school today, with the help of #1, awesomest son ever.  I did quite a few fun things today.  Husbandman said, "Looks like you're getting your life back."  Yes, I am.  That chapter was bearish, but off it went last night.  Now I'm looking forward to getting into my 3rd grade classroom.  I'm not sure I remember how to  teach the 3rdies, but I'm going to give it the old college try.  

Saturday, July 19, 2014

The Critic

I'm still working on the sample chapter to send to the editor.  I missed my deadline. Everyone's wondering why this piece of writing is taking me so long.  Every day I wonder that same thing.  There are a few reasons and let's explore them thusly in a bulleted list.

  • I'm being overly critical of the chapter and that's impeding my creativity.
  • The editor has suggested a change in direction with the book that's making a sample chapter tricky to write.
  • I have a serious problem with wanting to be in the world of the internets as often as possible.
  • Because we were gone for a year, there have been many appointments this month that I've needed to attend to.  
  • I keep getting distracted by thoughts about my new job. 
  • I'm anxious that I missed my deadline.
  • I worry that the editor will not like the sample chapter and then all this work will be for nothing and everyone will think I'm a big loser.  (This is kind of like the first item in the bulleted list, (see above) but I think it bears repeating). 
Lo, this very morning, Husbandman listened to my summary of each section of the chapter.  The last section is not in a good state right now, but it is Husbandman's professional opinion that this could be the day that I wrestle last section down to the ground.  Julia Cameron in Finding Water tells us, "Writers must write for the love of writing and not merely, or only, to fulfill a book contract."  She also says that we need to remember that the "tiniest smidgen of progress is something to be savored." Husbandman likes what I have so far.  He has been happily encouraging. Today I'm going to try to renew my friendship with the chapter.  I hope to savor its company.  Here goes.

Friday, July 18, 2014

The Pelican

Check this out.  My friend sent me this video of a pelican.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Thursday Creativity Share: Classroom Design

Tomorrow I'll go in to see my new classroom for next year and I'm as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof.  I want to set up my classroom creatively.

I like the movement toward the desk-less classroom written about here and here.   In my last classroom, I had tables and not desks and I did like that.

Not much time to figure this out.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

The Tear

Adorable Kid Just Taking his vision for granted.
When I went to get my new glasses last month I had a thorough exam that took forever.  After 3 hours in the chair, I was brain dead when the real doctor came in and told me that I had a tear inside my eye that was scarring over, but that I should come back in a month so he could look at it.
I was so anxious to get out of the eye place that I didn't ask any questions.  So come to find out last night I started reading articles about eye tears and my prognosis is not good people.  I could be "looking at" the removal of one or both of my eyes some time in the near future.  That's going to kill my photography hobby.  It's going to be hard to teach as well, but I think I can get around that. I'm peeved no end about this potential blindness thing I've got going on over here.  Will this day never end?

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

The Switch

Sometimes when I drive in a car for 10 hours, I switch over from good mood to bad mood right around hour 9.

Because I'm currently in a bad mood, I've decided to share a peeve.  One of my major peeves right now is doctors and their laptops.  Remember when you used to go to the doctor and they sat there and talked to you for a little bit? Sometimes they looked over the chart, but mostly it was talking, with actual eye contact.  If you're young, you probably don't remember these glorious days of yore, but people that are 53 like me can remember them clearly because they are in stark contrast to what happens these days which I will now illustrate with a case in point. I accompanied my mom to the doctor this week.  After sitting and chatting together in the exam room for 20 minutes we were joined by the doctor.  He sat down, opened his laptop and started typing stuff.  We sat there watching him type for a really long time.  Then he asked my mom some questions, eyes never leaving the screen.  How's your appetite?  typetypetype Do you have headaches?  typetypetype   Does your stomach ever hurt?  typetypetype
 Come on buddy, work on the bedside laptop manner.  I just got so annoyed.  Finally he came over and flashed some lights in my mom's eyes and listened to her heart.  Then he left the room never to return. The whole thing puts me in a bad mood every time I think about it.  This guy seemed to make it his personal mission in life to tick me off.  If I go back to this doctor with my mom in the future, I'm going to ask him if I can record him with my smart phone so I can share examples of poor doctoring skills with blog readers. This is one of the worst peeves of all time.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

The Driveway

Photo Credit:  Bethie
We are in the Southland, visiting coolest kin.  This is what I like about this crew.  I can say, "It would be kind of neat to lay down on the driveway together to take a picture" and everyone just starts reclining on the 100 degree driveway.  Fun stuff.  This could be a yearly tradition.  I think we're on to something big, my friends.  We're on to something big.