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The Magic

I've been kind of crotchety since getting back from vacation.  Basically, I prefer to be on vacation than not on vacation.  I shouldn't complain I know.  But it's about a zillion degrees here right now.  I almost had a seizure when I went outside to get an iced tea this afternoon.  I actually felt my body start going into epileptic shock. It was that hot.

On a good note, I did enjoy getting back to some writing today.  I'm working on 2 papers that probably won't be done by the start of school, but at least I'll have a good head start and will know what to do when I get time to work on them when I go back to work. KC and I are using a wiki to write one of the papers and that's been v. fun.

 Tried to divert myself with Magic Mike this evening.  People, it's not good.  I'm sorry to tell you that, but it's true. If you want to see it, you should of course, but really, the film is not good.

The Return

On Nova Scotia, we did not see whales.  But we saw moose, harbor seals, bald eagles, a snake and a slug.  And a lot of great birds.  That place is very delightful.  We recounted the high points on our way back to town yesterday, and pretty much every place except the whiskey distillery ended up on everyone's highlight list.  A perfect trip.  Can't decide if I want to make a facebook album with the fotos.  Do people really enjoy looking at vacation photos or not?  Something to ponder. It seems a little like an imposition.

The Scotia

Packed up for the trip, but let's face it.  We all know I'm leaving something important behind.  There's no getting around it.  Luckily, as I tell myself most times I travel, I'm not going to a third world country, and most everything I need will most likely also be waiting for me in N. Scotia.  On another fun note, today I was reading twitter on one of my packing breaks, and @librarybeth tweeted from the National Writing Project Summer Institute about a conversation they were having about some work I did on critical literacy and social narratives.  This really made my day and made me feel even more committed to the writing projects I've been working on this summer.  Of course vacation to Scotia's going to break up the work plan, but that's okay.  Phyllis Korkki says, "To Stay On Schedule, Take a Break."  Anyway, the point of all this is: Twitter is the best thing ever invented.  I wish I could live tweet my vacation, but I'm not sure I can t…

The Club

Heading to my newish book club this evening.  I have mixed feelings about In Other Rooms, Other Wonders.  I don't like short stories, but I was glad for the push to read these since I haven't read any for about a decade.  I didn't like the harshness of these stories, but  I don't have to like everything.  The stories are beautifully written and the reading zips along which is nice, but overall----kind of a downer.   Maybe the bookers will turn me around and help me see the good parts.  I love the title, so that's something.  If you want to read this book, you probably should.  I bought it for Brother In Law for his birthday, and I suspect that others would like it more than I did.  If you want to read it, go ahead.  Let me know what you think if you do.

The Conundrum

Happy times on the morning slog.  A fawn with the white dots ran out in front of me on the sidewalk and ran along with me for awhile before dodging back into the brush.  Then later I saw a pillbug creeping along the same sidewalk.

But here's the conundrum.  3 times I've seen a rat in my driveway this week.  But I didn't see him today so I'm wondering if the rat has moved on and maybe I'll never see that rat again if I don't dwell on its existence.

The Orientation

#1 Son got oriented today and yesterday.  I made an appearance at the Music School Parent Informational Meeting.  Basically what I found out is this:  When you're in music school, you study music.  All the time.  You don't do much of anything else.  Not sure why this was a bit of a shock for me, but it was.

There was a mom at the meeting who kept talking about how her kid is double majoring in clarinet and biochemistry.  She was fairly critical of some of the music school procedures and I had an inkling that she was a bigger fan of the biochemistry than the clarinet.

#1 Son will be taking Ensemble, Orchestral Theory, Jazz Theory, Jazz Improv, Combo and Bass Lesson. And about 5 hours of practicing a day.   He had a science class, but  #1 Son switched that to Combo.  #1 son is thrilled.  We're heading to music school peeps.  We're heading to music school.

The Dilation

The eye intern dilated my eyes today and then she poked bright lights into my eyes, searching for
evidence of retinal detachment.  I have fears of retinal detachment because my dad has it. A real doctor came in and repeated the whole eye pulling lights shining thing.  It felt like I was in a movie I saw once where this guy's eyes were being fooled around with in a torturous way.  I wish I could remember the name of the movie.  Was it Mel Gibson in that movie called Conspiracy Theory?  Not sure, but you should see that if you want.  It's really good.  Anyway, I don't have the detachment, and there's nothing they feel they can do for my migraine auras. But the nevus (mole inside my eye) hasn't grown and they don't expect it to.And they also discovered that they made my last glasses incorrectly and that I couldn't possibly have seen correctly out of the lenses because they weren't positioned correctly, One woman said, "It's such a shame, you spen…

The Bend

Yesterday I suggested to Husbandman that we go for a drive in the countryside.  He rejected my suggestion with a surprising request for a destination.  Most people recognize that a drive in the countryside is not about destination, but, acting with kindness, I found a place in our Indiana book that we hadn't seen before:  Hindostan Falls.

A bit of history on Hindostan:  It was the largest town in Indiana in 1820 with over 1200 settlers.  But something happened, no one knows for sure if it was small pox or yellow fever, but the sad truth of the matter is  the whole town was wiped out.  Nothing of Hindostan remains, except for the 6 foot falls on the White River.  (Interestingly, many settlers lived on flat boats on the river). 

 So Husbandman went to read about Hindostan and then came back and said, "There's just a plaque there, Not really anything else."

     "Let's go read that plaque!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm because I love historical plaques and…

The Parking

My coffee house plans are getting messed up with this 2 hour parking scheme they have going on downtown.  It's really pretty bogus. I keep having to move my damn car, thus interrupting the flow of my work.  So now I'm at Panera because they have a parking lot.  And freezing cold air conditioning that's freaking me out.  And now I'm actually blogging which is not on the daily plan at all.  But I'm also reading Opening Minds by Peter Johnston,  about the impact teachers can have on students by using language that's open ended, positive, process oriented.  It's hard to believe some of the amazing results of these studies.  Just a few changes in phrasing, and the participants have totally different approaches to their next tasks.   I do believe language is about the most powerful thing we have going, so I'm going to be practicing dynamic mindset talk with family members this summer. I'll be encouraging Husbandman when he makes coffee tomorrow by saying…

The Strategy

I want to get my act together this summer and do some writing.  So here's my strategy.  If Husbandman leaves the house to go to work, I too leave the house to go to work.  Husbandman works every day even through the summer so I'll just keep to his schedule and I'm sure to get something done.  The house isn't going to be as clean as I like, and the slogging's not going to happen as much, but maybe I'll learn a few things and keep my squirrelly mind occupied.  So that's the strategy on day 1.  I'll keep you posted.

The Turtle

FYI:  I saw a guy carrying a bucket down to Lake Griffey.  And he tipped it over.  And a turtle ran (quickly) out of the bucket and down to the lake.  Wonder how the guy caught that turtle in the first place.
That's about the level of excitement in my life right now, but that's okay.  I don't need excitement 24/7.  Today I meant to do some important work, but instead fell asleep while watching What Not to Wear.  That show freaks me out because I know I don't know what to wear.  Anyway, 20 something daughter has a cool, albeit unpaid, internship for the Kinsey Institute.  She blogs and tweets about stuff.  20 Something Daughter has the job I WANT!!!!!  Except I want to get paid.

The Love

Fam and friends congregated here to celebrate #1 son's graduation, and the jazzy fun and love were flowing freely. I loved having everyone over here on Friday for jazz, snacks and, in my case, way too much wine.  Anyway, that's neither here nor there.  The point is this:  No more high school for us.  I'm going to miss the daily robocalls about missed classes, the plaintive requests for evidence of homework completion, the worried nagging about impending doom and most of all the smug looks as we opened up the glowing grade reports.  But not too much.  Not too much at all actually.  We're all ready for a summer of fun and we're off to a rip roaring start.  Congrats, #1.  You nailed it.