Sunday, September 25, 2016

The News

Good news:  I finished that book I've been writing for over 3 years.  I finished it this morning.
Bad news:  Soon it will go to the editor and she'll say to revise it more, but let's just focus on the good news right now.
More Good news:  We're going to dinner with #1 Son tonight.
Bad news:  He's going back to New Orleans tomorrow. Rats.
Good news:  This week is Banned Book Week.  I like talking about Banned Book Week with the Thirdlanders.
Bad news:  People ban books.  Think it through, Book Banners.
Good news:  I took this excellent photo of a hawk this morning.
Bad news:  I'm not sure what kind of hawk it is, but I think it's a broad winged hawk.  I'm bad at hawk identification.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

The Mightiness

This is Mighty Brother.  They're roaming around these parts, singing their songs.  They live in New Orleans, but they're on a tour of the Mighty Midwest.  We'll probably have a house party soon and book them as our main act.  I'm trying to think of a good opener for them.  I could polish up some of my own compositions.  Come to the Rug.  Folder, Folder. Let's not forget Cut and Glue That's What We Do. The songs flow in Room 200 and I need to start getting them out there.

Sunday, September 18, 2016

The Peace Day

Wednesday is International Peace Day so let's do some peaceful stuff.  The whole world is having a moment of silence at noon.  Try to do that.  Quite a few people are making peace poles to place hither thither and yon around town. That could be good too.  You can make some origami cranes or have a ceasefire of sorts, making peace with someone.  You can sing the Peace Day anthem with some friends.   You can get acquainted with the U.N. Sustainable Development Goals.  I'm going to remember to wear my peace sign necklace that Judith gave me. The point is, let's spread the word about International Peace Day.  This will be the first time I'm celebrating Peace Day, so I hope I do a decent job with it. I want to do it right.

Saturday, September 10, 2016

The Miracle

Mitzker's going to Israel soon and I've been trying to think all morning of the name of this restaurant. 20 Something ate there with us when she visited us in Israel. Is it near Megiddo?  It doesn't matter.  There are so many beautiful places to visit there that missing this one won't be a game changer.  But I still wish I could remember.

Yesterday was a busy day in Room 200.  I'm not sure why, but the Thirdlanders were quite active all afternoon and some might even describe them as rambunctious.  They're 8 so we're going to chalk it up to Friday Frenzy and move on. We got through the afternoon and left the school site for greener pastures.  When I got to Kathala's house, I hopped out of my car, ready for some fun and friendship.  Imagine my surprise when I noticed my phone contentedly sitting on the roof of my car.  I guess I put it there when I was putting my backpack in the backseat and then just drove happily away.  It's nothing short of a miracle that my phone was still there after the drive.  It's also a testament to slow driving, which is the way I roll.  I wonder if my phone enjoyed the ride, kicking back on top of the car, gazing at the clouds and blue skies overhead.  Don't get used to it, Phone.  Sorry Charlie, but you're on a tight leash for awhile.

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

The Editor

Well, I have a phone call set up with my editor for Thursday when the kids are at music.  I'm living kind of a bi-polar life right now.  I wonder if I'll make it to the finish line.  I'm doing my best, and I've just got to forget the rest.  Okay, let's focus on some good news right now.  Come to find out, I'm great at four square game regulation.  I've imposed some good rules that I learned about on the youTUBE and the Thirdlanders seem to really appreciate the innovations I've introduced. This victory's put me in mind of getting a physical education degree, with a focus on four square and kickball.  I want to teach gym.  Instead of a whistle, I'm going to wear a harmonica around.  If I could just finish this book, I could start working on my next big dream. Sweat Pants Every Day of the WEEK!  I'm in like Flynn!

Sunday, August 28, 2016

The Lip

Yesterday was tough.  I had anxiety about my work and a new symptom to report: the classic quivering upper lip.  My lip was quivering off and on all day.  I ignored it for the most part.  Finally I got a few minutes to myself so I decided to diagnose the situation.  Come to find out, my quivering lip could be a sign of stress, which makes a lot of sense because my stress level is off the charts right now, what with the final chapter of the book being due a week ago and not yet written and a full time job that I'm passionate about and obsessed with both night and day.  Secondly, it could be a result of too much caffeine. This also rings true because in order to be more like Patti Smith, I started drinking my coffee black this summer. Also to be like Ms. Smith, I now drink black coffee all day long because that's what Patti Smith does and Patti Smith is someone I admire more than I can tell you.  But peeps, here's the bad part.  My lip quivering could be a pre-cursor to Bell's Palsy or Lou Gehrig's disease.  There are some even worse diseases that I won't go into here.  Let's take one day at a time.

Today my lip is not quivering, but it obviously could start up again at any moment.  And that's the story of my quivering lip. I've learned that the best way to lessen anxiety is to get right to work on the thing that's freaking me out, so I'm about to continue working on chapter 5 right now.  Chapter 5 is the final chapter, so you would think I would just be on that thing like a cowgirl at a rodeo.  Such is not the case. I'm a slow writer.  You all know that by now. Let's wish me luck today, if you remember to do so. And if you feel like it. But why wouldn't you?

Saturday, August 27, 2016

The Son

#1 Son left.  He moved to New Orleans.  I hope he's happy and safe.  I could get myself pretty glum about this if I chose to, but I'm going to stay strong and throw long.  That's an expression I made up when I threw javelin in college.  I told the Thirdlanders that my son moved away and that I felt sad about it.  They were quiet for a bit and then a Thirdlander said, "At least you still have us."

       They're right of course.  I still have the Thirdlanders.

Monday, August 15, 2016

The Hills

We went to Scenic View to hear #1 Son play some jazz on Saturday night.  The view was striking. Because of all the rain, patches of steamy mist hung over the foresty hills.

Another thing we did was see The Hunt for the Wilderpeople.  Set in New Zealand, it's about a kid in foster care.  His foster mom keels over dead and he goes on the run with his foster dad, into the bush, because he doesn't want to go back to the juvenile detention center.  Husbandman says if he were in a generous mood, he'd give the movie a 3.  I'm shocked by this.  I'm giving the film a solid 4.5.  See it if you feel like it.  It has great views of New Zealand and some fun comic scenes as well.

I finished chapter 4 yesterday.  Not thrilled with the ending and I still have to put some photographs in there, but mostly, it's okay and I'm following the maxim that Done is Better than Good.  Doing my best, forgetting the rest.  Not actually totally forgetting all the rest. I keep thinking about stuff.  But trying to remember the important motto CATCH AS CATCH CAN, and leaving well enough alone.