Monday, August 31, 2015

The Duo

2 Things:

My mom is having a small surgical procedure on her heart today.  I am hoping this procedure can help with her racing heart rate and shortness of breath.  The doctor said this procedure probably will help.  Let's everyone cross fingers today please.

I signed up for a graduate student's study so tomorrow I am going to the library after school to talk about educational policy and reform.  It was all sounding pretty interesting, but then the grad student wrote me this weekend that she was bringing "yummy snacks."  Just the term "yummy snacks" made me want to drop out of the study group.  What the hell is wrong with people?  Now I'm filled with anger and I can't shake it off.  Thanks, Condescending Grad Student.

Okay, actually three.  We've been watching a panda cam because the panda at the National Zoo had 2 babies a week ago.  Sadly, one died.  Here's the thing though.  There's a mouse running around the panda cage.  The Zoo people wrote a message on the site that says they're having trouble keeping rodents out of the cages at the National Zoo. Can't someone figure this problem out?  The zoo people say the mouse isn't bothering the panda, but I beg to differ.  In short, I'm disappointed with the National Zoo right now.

Sunday, August 30, 2015

The Writing

Oliver Sachs died and I've spent some time this morning reading through his obituary and some of his NYT pieces.  Oliver Sachs really loved to write.  I'm inspired by him today.  I'm going to lighten up on myself about my writing project and bring a renewed curiosity to the work.

I've been balking about the latest revision requests because I've been asked to include more "nuts and bolts" in the proposal.  Don't people know that I hate "nuts and bolts?"  I'm a big picture kind of gal.  Not detail oriented.  But here's the thing.  2 external reviewers looked over the proposal and mostly liked it.  And both wanted more specific suggestions for implementing the approach. So I'm going to be open minded and generous and get to work thinking of specific management ideas that could help imaginary readers.  I've got a few ideas percolating, so wish me luck. Today is a writing day.  I may avoid the school site altogether.  That would be so weird not to go to school on the weekend.  I've worked both Saturday and Sunday for the 4 weeks we've been in school so far.  Not proud of this fact, but the beginning of the year is full of pesky details that must be attended to, and details are not my forte (see above) so they take me extra time.

I've told you I love Norman Fischer's book, Taking Our Place:  The Buddhist Path to Truly Growing Up. Today I read his thoughts on generosity.  He figured out years ago that his work time could never be compensated the way it should be so he had kind of a fun way of thinking about work:

I realized that no one could afford to pay me what my time was actually worth. So I decided to consider myself a wealthy person, and to imagine that I was working for free, simply donating my labor.  When my check came at the end of the month, I regard it as a donation, a gift freely given.  Since then I have always applied this practice of working for nothing, receiving my compensation as if it were a gift. 

I think I'm going to do this too from now on.  So today, in honor of Oliver Sachs (and you too Norm) I'm enjoying the writing and listening to the revision suggestions with an open mind and gentle heart.  Here we go, Peeps.  Here we go.

Saturday, August 29, 2015

The "Sedation"

Yesterday I went to the oral surgeon to have an implant installed.  The surgeon drilled into my jaw and inserted a metal screw. Later, a faux tooth will be popped on to the screw if all goes well.  I paid some extra money so that I could be sedated during the surgery.  Come to find out, the doctor decided he didn't want to give me too much sedation so I was awake the whole time, eyes wide open, with the stress hormone cortisol undoubtedly coursing through my veins. I did not feel pain except for twice and I was able to moan loudly during both events.  I really am wondering if I should get my money back for the sedation.  Truth be told, when I'm sedated, I would actually like to feel sedated.

The maxillofacial surgeon called me this morning to tell me the implant was a tight fit in my jawbone and he feels good about the entire procedure.  He asked about the "sedation" and I told him I wished I had been a wee bit more sedated, truth be told. He didn't seem too concerned about that so I guess it's time to move on and leave all this behind me.  Right now, it's stuck in my craw though.  I'm sure he did his best, and now my task is to forget the rest.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Thursday Creativity Share

There's a Miniature Exhibit at the Grunwald Gallery coming up in September. I for one love miniatures. 

Wednesday, August 26, 2015


I'm a day late and a dollar short with #TwinTuesday once again.  But in the end, it's always worth our while.  This week we have 2 colorful pieces of plastic.  Kind of neat, right?

Sunday, August 23, 2015

The Return

Husbandman has returned from the far side of the planet.  He seems well and I'm very happy to have him back where he belongs.

This photo shows a leaf bag made by a kiddo who I've never met before.  She made it at recess and told me, "This is a leaf bag. It's made out of a leaf and you can keep little crushed up pieces of leaves inside it."

Of course I had to take a photo instantly.  Let's remember that you saw it here first my friends.

I predict the leaf bag will be trending sooner rather than later.

Friday, August 21, 2015

The Pencils

There's a Thirdlander in my class who keeps ripping the erasers off our pencils.  Then he breaks the pencil in half.  I ask him to stop but he keeps doing it.

I got annoyed yesterday and handed him a bunch of massacred pencils.  "Put these in your backpack and give them to your parents.  Then come back here tomorrow with a new box of pencils."

He didn't say much and later I regretted the exchange.  I doubt he'll bring back new pencils and then I'll have to say something lame like, "Okay, you didn't bring back any replacement pencils, but don't break pencils anymore.  I don't like it when you do that."

Who knows why the kid keeps wrecking our pencils?  Maybe he's anxious.  Maybe he's bored.
I'm trying not to take it personally.  But a pencil's a pencil, no matter how small.  And we've got to look out for the pencils in our midst.  I feel so sad about the pencilocide.  I just want it to stop.

Here's another thing I hate.  Because of school shootings, all our doors are now locked.  Come to find out, I carry several bags, a couple of lattes and other sundry school items up to the door each morn.  One of my custodial coworkers has taken to calling me Bag Lady, which frankly, I resent. When I get to the building, I have to place all this stuff on the ground and unlock a set of doors.  Then I hold the door with my foot, pick up all my stupid bags and wedge my body through the unlocked door. Then I repeat this with the second set of doors which are only 4 feet away from the other doors so I don't even understand why they too have to be locked.   There's absolutely no reason why we can't install a retinal scan door opener at this school.  I keep asking for this, but Custodial Co-Worker says retinal eye scans aren't a good solution because people can steal your eyeballs and use them to enter the building.  Sure, I get that. But there's got to be a way around that issue.

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Thursday Creativity Share: The Brands

Come to find out, #1 Son's band released an album this week, making my Thursday blogging job much easier.  I started listening to it at 5 in the morning, upon waking and now at 6:44 I'm on my third listening.  I quite like these songs.  You should listen if you want to.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

The Butterfield

I like that song Sting sings called Cushie Butterfield.

I wonder if it's a good song to sing with Thirdlanders.  I may do it.  I may not.

Tuesday, August 18, 2015


So we've got a book and a salt shaker.  Yes, it's a great combo that truly stirs the imagination.  Speaking of which, I might be emerging from RES (Re-Entry Syndrome).   Today a Thirdlander asked me, "Do you know the difference between a hamburger and a cheeseburger?"
   I said, "Well, one has cheese, right?"
   He answered, "Right. The cheeseburger has cheese and the hamburger just has the plain burger."

Because of this cool Thirdlander, I had a moment where I just stopped and reflected on some simple universal truths. Not just the hamburger / cheeseburger dichotomy, but other truths as well.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

The Blog Entry

Well, let's face it. I did only slightly better blogging in the second week of school.  As I sit here in The Bakehouse wondering what the heck is going on with me and my blog output, I am starting to recognize that Husbandman has a significant impact on this blog and my creativity in general.  Case in point. When Husbandman's making our coffee in the morning, I often zip off a quick blog. When he's making our dinner in the evening, I'll sit in another room blogging. If I need something for my classroom and Husbandman heads out to the store to get these items, I might update the blog while he's gone. Basically, I'm doing all the coffee making, gathering of food, and school related errand shopping right now. Furthermore, every night I ask Husbandman about his reactions to my blog and I prompt him to compliment specific photos, clever turns of phrases, or provocative ideas. These interactions spur me to keep writing because Husbandman always tells me how the blog entry of the day struck him as innovative or inspiring or both. So, let's face it, without Husbandman around, the blog is suffering. But he'll be back in a week, so we can all just calm the heck down. As of last night, Husbandman's no longer in China.  Now he's in Japan.

Isn't that so special for Husbandman???

Thursday, August 13, 2015


I'm blogging in the Starby's line. Doing my best forgetting the rest kind of day

Sunday, August 09, 2015

The Pal

So yesterday was kind of nice because I did some dog sitting and then I went out to dinner with Nancer, Kevin and Caleb.  We laughed and chatted as we are wont to do.  Suddenly a mysterious woman from another table approached us.  She looked at Nancer and said, "I'm from New York. I work in the fashion industry.  I'm a fashion stylist.  I want to tell you that you are stunning.  You are stunning." 

Nancer graciously thanked the mysterious woman and then the mysterious woman disappeared, probably never to be seen again.  After that we all talked about how stunning Nancer is and how she shouldn't move to NY because we would all miss her too much.  Nancer said, "I want this on the blog!" 

After I left this fine family, I went to see The Gift.  It's a good movie but when I came home to my empty house I had some strong fears and freakings. I hoped that no one would kill me during the night. Then I got into bed and miraculously fell asleep. Luckily, come to find out, I woke up this morning alive and well.  I give this movie a 5 on the fist of 5 because it's a terrifying film with kind of a sad ending that will haunt your dreams.  See it if you feel like it.

The New Friend

I'm hanging out with Squint today. She's adorable.

Friday, August 07, 2015

The Week

Poor little blog, I've missed you.

First week of school was hectic, not going to lie, especially with Husbandman over in China taking field trips to see the terra cotta army in Xian.

Unesco World Heritage Sites are my favorite sites to visit.    In short I'm green with envy.

Today a little 3rdlander brought in a box of plastic medical gloves, and taught us how to make little dolls out of said gloves.  It was a little bit on the wild side, and some 3rdLanders were freaking out because they couldn't make the dolls with the surgical gloves, but it was mostly creative and fun. I wouldn't want to do it again any time soon.

Tuesday, August 04, 2015

The Re-entry

Second day of school.  I have a fun crew of new Thirdlanders.  They really are energetic and sweet natured.  We are probably meant for each other because they keep telling their parents stories that basically are not true.  One parent thanked me for bringing in doughnuts on the first day.  That never happened.  And then today when I was talking about how my book club book isn't a really good fit book for me because I don't love it, they asked me the title.  I told them, "It's called The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay."

About half of them yelled out, "I've read that!  It's really good!"  Come on people.  Do you even know who you're talking to when you spout this nonsense?

Anyway, I love them already and they seem fairly crazy about me.  So life is good. Here's the small hiccup that's happening right now.  Husbandman is on a plane heading to China.  He'll be in China and then he'll be in Japan.  I won't see him for 18 days.  This is going to be tough stuff.  I'm basically alone.  And somewhat forlorn. And really tired.  But it's all going to be okay.

The Crawfish

A few crawfish are coming to live in Room 200.  Not sure what to do about that.  They've donated their lives for science education.  I...