November 6, 2009 at 5:41 pm (Ailments, CameraWorks, Consumerism, Family, Fandom, Knit Goods, Media, Projects, Truisms)
While watching “The Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean” Wednesday night (God, Ava Gardner was beautiful), took pictures of almost all the hats I’ve made. Must now resize them to post on etsy. Hope to use free time over the weekend to photograph and upload some more worked-all-those-weeks-for-nothing-then-couldn’t-even-make-it-to-the-festival things.
Hannah’s had the stomach/throwing up things the last couple of days. Her best friend was just diagnosed with mono. Lots of friends nearer and nearer to all three of us are down with the flu. The germy circle is closing in around us. Who will be next? What will the symptoms be?
Watching a stunning, searing, brilliant piece called “God on Trial.” From the BBC, about Auschwitz prisoners. Quiet. And something that will stay with me.
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October 24, 2009 at 11:59 am (CameraWorks, Family, Not Much in Particular, Pets and Other Housemates, Truisms)
There is knitting going on here. And stuffed toy making. But mainly, we’re all being silly
and lazy.
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October 21, 2009 at 5:22 pm (Braggery, CameraWorks, Family, Truisms)
My baby boy is now 21.
And “21″ suddenly sounds much older than it used to.
That, taken with the whole my-baby-girl-is-in-college thing,
has me realizing where I am on the ol’ age continuum. . .
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October 19, 2009 at 2:28 pm (Braggery, Celebrations, Family, Good Stuff, Just Because, Opinion, School Matters, Truisms)
Both of my children have been voted “Most Individual” by their Senior classes.
There is no overstating how thrilled I am with that.
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October 15, 2009 at 10:36 pm (Braggery, CameraWorks, Family, Good Stuff, School Matters)
Is it just me, or has this been a long week for everyone?
Hannah had her first college test this week. It was in Medical Terminology, and she made a 98.
Proud mother much?
She and I are spending some very nice time together, with the commuting to and from campus. That is an inestimable bonus to my current schedule. But days do get away from me faster lately — maybe I’m still reeling from catching up on all that went undone last week.
A couple more photos of Briton for you, and I promise I’ll put this show to bed.
Before:
After:
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October 13, 2009 at 5:26 pm (Braggery, CameraWorks, Family, Just Because, Kinda Weird, Links, Media)
My little girl has a blog now. If you’d like to say hi, you can go here. The life and thoughts of a 17-year-old. Not sure that even I will want to read every day.
And, from his wildly successful run in Vampire Lesbians of Sodom (sorry, no photos from Dr. Horrible yet), my son:
The wig is equal parts Taylor Swift and The Cowardly Lion, wouldn’t you say?
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October 3, 2009 at 4:58 pm (CameraWorks, Family, Just Because, Out of the Ordinary, Pets and Other Housemates)
. . . kitten?
It seems to be her favorite spot.
Save for the occasional lap.
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September 30, 2009 at 12:58 pm (Braggery, Consumerism, Family, Frustration, Just Because, Not Much in Particular, Purely Random, Quandries, School Matters, Whining)
While your daughter is at her three-hour Medical Terminology class, and you don’t want to drive all the way home (across town) and all the way back again for to pick her up.*
Go to the Adjunct Faculty “workroom” your employer has so graciously provided, and do your normal Web stuff, right? Except, you don’t have your normal bookmarks, so you can’t look at all the things you would if you were at home. With your comfortable shoes on. And your contacts out.
But I did bring knitting. And I do have to walk down to the bookstore and see if I can find a new gradebook.
But that is not gonna take me until 4:30.
*Tor Johnson reference. After all this time with me, people, you still aren’t watching MST3K?
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September 28, 2009 at 12:35 pm (Braggery, CameraWorks, Celebrations, Consumerism, Family, Good Stuff, Links, Out of the Ordinary, School Matters, Starting Anew, Truisms)
Hannah calls just as I’m readying to walk out the door this morning. She’s been throwing up. Have to rouse Briton to go get her.
Arrive at school, and there are NO parking spaces to be had. Cars are on the grass, every Disabled spot is taken — wherever a car can fit, it has been left. Students are up to 30 minutes late to class because they’ve been driving around looking for a place to put their car.
Hannah is now home, on the couch, with ginger ale, crackers and a fever.
School is over until tomorrow.
Over the weekend, I discovered who my remarkable Secret Pal from this round was. Package from Saturday:
Could there be a more perfect bunch of gifts for me? No. Didn’t think so. Thank you!
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September 25, 2009 at 6:02 pm (Family, Opinion, Out of the Ordinary, School Matters, Truisms, Whining)
School resumes Monday. Got a haircut today in prep. Syllabi and outlines ready to distribute. In what I can only assume is a move toward finally putting us on the semester system, classes now run Monday/Wednesday and Tuesday/Thursday. Whatever. My main concern was how my schedule would work with Hannah’s, and it seems to be an excellent fit. She hasn’t expressed an emotion one way or another about embarking on her college career. She mostly, it seems, just wants to get to the part of the program where she can wear scrubs and get her own stethoscope.
Late last night, when I opened the door to take out the dogs, there was a small frog suctioned to our glass storm door. Right at eye level. Just like this:
Except this one was mostly white (was he trying to camouflage into the main door?), and the toes on his front feet were splayed out. And the throat was throbbing.
Now, I am not a girly girl. But, honest to God, the sight of that tiny frog made me all squirmy and goosebumpy and skin crawly to the point of looking at the dogs and asking, in utter sincerity, “You don’t really need to go out that badly, do you?”
In fact, I can’t even really look at that picture. But visuals help sell a story.
Thankfully, the thing was gone this morning, but there is a clear imprint on the pane of glass.
And one more thing for my children, and now you, to tease me about. Mercilessly.
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