Saturday, February 6, 2010

Oh, and Book Club?


Genius.

City of Thieves, by David Benioff.
Dinner: beef stew, beets and potato dumplings. With white cake for dessert.

If you've read the book, you get it. If you haven't, read it. This one's a 5.

Update

He's been allowed to live.

In other news:
I have a piece juried in to "The Love Show" at the gallery downtown. This is such a great cooperative- a big part of their mission is developing new artists, and they have at least 3 shows a year that are open-entry. I have had pieces in 5 shows now- remember also that they hung a piece that Rose made. It still feels like beginner's luck every time, but I know I should push myself to the next level and look for other opportunities.





I have had a lovely couple of days on my own. Of course, days off ALWAYS have to include some kind of dental or medical appointment, but other than that, I've had book club, lunch with a friend, retail therapy (which, surprisingly, resulted in very little spending of money) and uninterrupted art time.

Work in the basement continues- did I mention that one day, Peter hit his head on a light bulb down there, and the next day, the ceiling was ripped out? And the next thing to go was a bathroom wall and all the fixtures. Yep. Gone, but not forgotten. Me, I'm a real proponent of hiring help. Help IN ADDITION to Andy.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Angry?

Well. Usually the anger comes after the others:
fear
confusion
pain
humiliation
doubt

Two of my friends made stunning advances in starting or adding to their families, on the same day that I had a few serious concerns about the size of my own. I kindly refrained from telling the truth about parenting teenagers.

But I'll tell you: try to avoid it if you can. If that's no longer an option, institute some serious self-care in advance. Get addicted to exercise, form a tight support network, find a creative pursuit, and learn to say no to commitments you don't think will pay off. Then steel yourself for the most bewildering ride of your life.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

the cruelest month

Well, they say it's April. Some of us, on the quirky public education pay schedule, could make a strong case for January.

You see, in that most expensive month December, we are delighted to receive our end-of-month pay on the last WORK day. This is usually around the 20th of the month, and we're SO! HAPPY!

But, alas, it must sustain us THROUGH JANUARY. Which, as you know, hath 31 days.

Sigh. It's a darn long time, especially with the retail world bombarding us with organizing systems, new window treatments, massage and skincare specials, and an overall drive to renew everything in our home and personal landscape.

I could do with a haircut, manicure and some liposuction. Ha. Just kidding about that last one. Just checking to see if you're paying attention.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

time's a-wastin' !

Well I woke right up today at 4:00 so decided to get up. I have squandered the extra time. Kids have to go to the dentist this a.m., so they get to sleep late. House could use work, but I'm surfing the web.

Take a look at this author: Mark Lee Gardner. He has a new book coming out in a couple of weeks which I can't wait to read.

I am supposed to be reading a book right now which was delivered to my local library branch but sent back because I COULDN'T PICK IT UP IN TIME. damnit. Now I suppose I'll have to buy it, because it's for the book club, and time's a wastin'

City of Thieves. David Benioff.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Dear Anonymous

Check and see.
(damnit)
And thank you.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Oh for pete's sake

I see that another two weeks have passed since my last post. I don't have any updates that rival, say, the earthquake in Haiti, or even the deep freeze in Florida, but here's some food for thought, directly quoted from a cbs news source:

A local company, m Give, has been around five years. It specializes in non-profit fundraising through texting. By simply texting the word Haiti to the number 90999 you can donate $10 to the relief effort in Haiti and your cell phone company will add it into your next bill tax free.

M Give is giving the services for free. Late Thursday the state department reported more than $5 million donated through the company's texting technology.

Cool, huh? Good idea. Let me know if you do it.

In terms of the minutia of my own life, I have never seen my principal so tightly wound. He's not out of control, but he has a new boss, who has been leaning on him. The effect has been that he has been leaning really hard on everyone else. As it happens, since I am in a coaching position, I have been privy to all kinds of "just between the two of us" cries for comfort and advice. I'm pretty much following him around being the good cop.

I love my school, and I think he's the best principal I've worked for, which is saying a lot since I've had about 15. I just want to protect the morale of our team. I'm doing my best to deliver the same message he's sending, but translating it into female. If you get what I'm saying.

I think I would be far more effective if my own morale was founded on healthy habits like exercise instead of tranquilizers.

Today I get to go listen to cowboy poetry and music. I go every year and LOVE IT. Long time readers know that Wranglers are part of the draw.