Sunday, June 29, 2008

The Wik

I finally finished The Other Boleyn Girl. A good read, but I wish historical fiction came with footnotes. I spent almost as much time reading the book as I did on wikipedia learning about the actual Mary Boleyn. #1 son tried to sabotage the people's encyclopedia last week by posting ridiculous lies about the University of Chicago, complete with false citations. Our cousin Jeff investigated further when I told him about this, and he told #1 that his info lasted on Wikipedia for 14 minutes. #1 was proud but I'm going to continue to nag against shenanigans of this ilk.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

The Doughnuts

Superior Doughnuts is the name of the play we saw last night.  It was fantastic.  It was a thrill to watch Michael McKean because I love everything he's done.  The whole cast was great.  Kudos to Husbandman for getting us tickets. Maybe I like plays now?
 So far Chicago is awesome.  Husbandman and Teendaughter just left for a tour of University of Chicago.  I'm trying to wake #1 Son, giving him a series of 5 minute adjustment periods.  I'm nervous about U of Windy City because someone on Wikipedia wrote that it's where "fun goes to die."  I urged Teendaughter to ask her tour guide and interviewer about the fun factor, but she seemed to be ignoring me.  I think #1 and I will start our day with a pilgrimage to The Bean

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

The Wonks

Some policy wonks have formed a task force called "Broader, Bolder Approach to Education." I like their emphasis on "physical and social wellness" in addition to academics. Additional counseling and health services would be helpful at the schoolsite. Kids with lice in their hair, or empty inhalers, or rotting teeth or broken glasses have a tough time learning much. The new task force proposes adding full service health clinics to schools. That would do so much for the peeps at our school. On another school note, I met with a gradstudent friend yesterday who wants to do a podcasting project in my room next year. I'm jazzed about this.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Saturday, June 21, 2008

The Helmet

I'm wrestling with the whole bike helmet safety issue. I've not been using the helmet of late while bike riding. I know this is all wrong, and I'm going to change, but one more ride with no helmet is what I always say. And then I ride along, wind rustling over my skull. I'm living on the edge and I've got to shape up.
p.s. Happy Anniversary to Husbandman. 21 years. ooohlala.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

The Irritation

The irritation continues about the news in the paper yesterday that our new school will not be built for awhile. I can't seem to let it go. These kids should get a new school. We told them they were getting a new school.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

The Hiatus

I was getting pretty excited about the brand new building with the shiny new classrooms and of course the built in desk. Come to find out, there's going to be a charter school starting soon in our neighborhood, so our new building plans are on "hiatus." Because new charterschool may impact our enrollment, the local rag reports that our school system will "likely re-evaluate the planned new school building." Blah. I'm a little sad because 1. we've been to a million meetings about new school and b. I like teaching over at this new place and now I wonder if I'll be shuffled off somewhere in a few years, and lastly, the peeps deserve a shiny new school. They would have loved it. Maybe all will turn out fine and I'll get that built in desk someday.

Monday, June 16, 2008

The Plans

I now go in to see the architectural plans for the new school that will be built next year, the one I will work in, perhaps for the remaining duration of my life. I've tried to be a responsible participant in the process of planning the new building by touring 2 other new schools, taking photos and notes, attending meetings after school about the proposed building. I've found that what one teacher wants another teacher despises. I wanted a built in desk, for instance, but another teacher told the architect, "Do not put built in desks in this school." The other problem with giving input is that I have no spatial-visual competency (a term I have just now invented) so when the architect points to the plans and says, "Would you like the computers here, or over here?" I have no idea how to answer. I can't even imagine how one spot might differ from the other. I respond with hemming and hawing and wondering aloud. And going off on some tangents. I feel a little sorry for the architect, but I guess it's just part and parcel of her career path. Off to school.

Friday, June 13, 2008

The Recipe

I made a recipe tonight and Teendaughter believes it's the first time I've done such a thing since I was on leave in Minneapolis long ago. Every 5 years or so I make something, some kind of edible thing, and I always make enough for about 50 people. At this moment, I have a gargantuan bowl of noodle salad in my fridge. If I ate noodle salad for a week, I couldn't finish it. What an odd trait, but that's how I am and I'm not sure if I can change.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

The Camp

#1 son called from Band Camp tonight. He said the camp has had its ups and downs. The classes are great, but when he's not in class, he's either playing ping pong, or walking into the town, the one with just a gas station and an antique shop that closes at 3 each day. He and his pal have 2 roommates. I asked him if they were nice and he said flatly, "They're emo."
I'm not sure what emo means so rather than ask questions, I faked it by saying, "Emo. That's funny."
"For us it's not," #1 answered.

After the call, I read a little more about emo. I think it could be funny to have emo roommates.

2 recent recommendations:
History of Love by Nicole Krauss (novel)
Don't Mess with the Zohan (movie)

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

The Hat

I used to knit one stitch scarves, but the knitting with the schoolpeeps has prompted me to seek out some actual knitting instruction. To date, I've made one slipper and a so-called hat. Knitting Teacher took one look at my "hat" and said, "Hmmm... I think this can be salvaged." She went to work on miraculously transforming it into something wearable. Another knitter amused herself by laughing at my hat and making comments like, "THAT'S a hat?" and "Who could possibly wear that, ha ha ha..." and on and on in a like vein. After only a few months of lessons, she's successfully working on an admittedly stunning dress for her child. I'm happy for her and for her child, but she annoyed me with her constant interruptions, to share photographs of other amazing and wearable knitted items she's created.
JW and I agree that our knitting group is not the funnest. The gals and guy at the other end of the room (advanced knitters) talked about Top Chef during their class, so I tried to lighten up our group by retelling the MADE episode viewed that day about the college boy who was hoping for a first kiss. Frustratingly, the class devolved back to knitting and knitting related topics. I'm working on a new hat for next week, but my confidence is shaky and, sadly, I doubt my ability to get the job done.

Sunday, June 08, 2008

The Jams

#1 son, pictured here jamming in his jammies, is heading north to BAND CAMP. The only bad part of this experience (for him) is how much he'll miss his family. Hang in there, #1. You'll be back next week.

Saturday, June 07, 2008

The Coincidence

I started blogging this foto taken by bigsister when I looked up and saw a deer in this same spot in my back yard. Unfortunately, I frightened it away by trying to fotograph it. Why didn't I just enjoy the moment? As in yesterday when I saw an oriole fly by. A real highlight. And people who love birds may want to read Franzen's memoir, Discomfort Zone. KC gave it to me and I loved every chapter of his life.

Friday, June 06, 2008

The Plans

I'm putting together possible routine scenarios for the summer. Being the mistress of maladies, I am hampered in my exercise plan by 1.) plantar fasciitis and b.) an allergy to the sun which creates itchy bumps all over my neck, arms and legs. No worries, I'll figure it out. I'm feeling upbeat after a lovely trip to our neighbors in the north. After I'm through guiding #1 son through the art of cleaning a hamster cage, I'll spend some time watering my garden, after liberally applying #70 sunblock.