10:37 pm: I guess it doesn’t count as liveblogging if you make only two posts. I achieved my stated goal of completing four report cards tonight. I’ll try to do one more. I like to exceed my own expectations when possible.
Oops, sorry, just got distracted looking at photos of knitted chickens.
Ok, now what was I saying? Something about exceeding something or other. I dunno. Need more snacks.
8:45 PM: Trying to focus on report cards. I have quite a few to go. I love to write about the kids, really I do. And I love to write. But it takes being in a certain groove and I am not currently in that groove. The groove requires tasty snacks, repetitive background music and husband not laughing loudly playing video games. I have to force myself to find my groove because report card first drafts were due last week and I was sick.
I think I will write Eli’s report card now; that should be amusing. Is it bad form if I just give him “Excellent” for everything? Except, y’know, listening to his mother the teacher. Also, his haircut. I mean, it’s kind of cute, he looks like Prince Valiant with red hair. But y’know. Looking like Prince Valiant with red hair may not be 100% in the desirable catagory.
Scott had an unfortunate incident today with escaping stick bugs and an open door and a cold breeze. Sadly, the stick bug habitat is no more. However, looking up on the ceiling I believe I see one that has survived. Should we return it to the empty terrarium?
Had a lovely time on Saturday on the Seattle To Portland Yarn Train, with no aches or pains, hoorah! I got many report cards written today, hooray! But I still have many more to go. *sigh* Dad is home from hospital and sounds pretty good. *big sigh of relief*
This will only be a touch-base blog entry with hopefully something more interesting to follow shortly… perhaps in the next few days?
Top priorities right now:
1. Get enough sleep to deal with Kindergarten Field Trip to Aquarium tomorrow.
2. Complete report cards.
3. Complete various knitting projects, including one with a February sorta deadline. (baby present, baby coming soon)
4. Clean stuff up, what the heck is this yarn explosion happened right here?
5. Get contact lenses from the place they are.
6. Complete new knitting pattern which I do believe will be a freebie on the blog. Thank you supportive supporters.
7. Put a lid on these ginger snaps so they don’t get stale. (done. sense of accomplishment: achieved)
8. Send out tax form and several dollars owed in taxes.
That’s your bedtime snapshot. Hope it was worth checking in for this small news tidbit.
Carry on!
So, the good news is, I am not a hypochondriac. The bad news: things in my abdomen are not as they should be. Apparently, five cysts on my left ovary are squashing things around in there and need to be dealt with. Hence, abdominal pain. Tomorrow, the doctor will meet with me to plan a course of action. I fear this will preclude my long-anticipated trip to Portland on Saturday. So that’s kind of a bummer, but that’s not all the bad news…
Bad news item two: after a cautionary stress test, my dad is hospitalized so they can put stents in his chest. Two are in, I think there’s one more to go. This will, I fear, preclude my parents three-week trip to Florida. It is hard to be far away; it seems unreal.
Overall, we give prodigious thanks to modern medicine.
Kindergartners, your report cards will be delayed.
Stayed home today with a weird cough (bad air quality?) and a weird abdominal pain. No fever. I tried to go to work but just felt yuck, so my teaching partner sent me home. I slept alllllll day. Didn’t eat or anything. Cup of tea. Felt fine when I was laying down. Still coughing, ate dinner, waiting to see if it happens again.
Perhaps this is the universe’s way of telling me that Kindergartners really *don’t* need report cards.
Hope to wake up tomorrow in good shape and ready to go. I think I’ll just go to sleep now and call it a day.
Sam: Mom… you know, I am not going to wake up tomorrow morning!
Me: No? Why not?
Sam: It’s a law of physics! An object at rest stays at rest!
Me: Good night Sam.
Sam: Good night Mom!
Hey there!
Well, I finished this Beech Wood cowl by Ilga Leja for myself, finally. Please don’t tell me you love it and need one, because after doing three, I need a little rest. They are super easy to knit, and I’d be happy to coach you to make one for yourself. Thank you to the generous Ilga for the free pattern. I enjoyed finishing it up while listening to the pre-inaugural concert,
knowing that whenever I wear it, it will remind me of this important
moment in history.
This was the best photo I could get at 10:40-something pm. All the other photos showed what a terrible mess my kitchen is, having made a choice to finish the cowl and make brownies instead of tidy up.
Out of focus, yes, but still certainly quite delicious.
I’ve been meaning to discuss my Stick Bug dilemma with you, faithful reader.
Last spring, Scott mentioned to Eli’s preschool teacher that the classroom’s terrarium full of stick bugs was awfully cool and that he’s a big fan of the cool-looking insect. Sooner than you could imagine, we were the recipients of a small box of five or six stick bugs, courtesy of said generous teacher. “All you have to do is spritz them with water and give them fresh ivy every few days.” Well that was true. But. They multiply, you know? We have a nice little terrarium FULL of stick bugs. They start out really cool and tiny – and those little guys can get through the mesh on top of the terrarium. So we find them around every here and there, tiny ones, usually dead or sticking to the ceiling. They’re awfully cute which is why I don’t want to kill them. But what am I to do? They keep multiplying! I imagine that in thier miniscule brains they are thinking, “We wish we were back in our native land of India, free to roam!” Or maybe they are thinking, “…….” But either way, they are just going to keep getting MORE. And they are not native so I can’t release them outside. So, what should I do? Eli says, “Pets are nothing but work!” I say, “Stick bug get offa my ceiling!”
What would you do?
In other news, I am working up the energy to tell you all about my knitwear design dilemma. Also I got in touch with several of my former students from my first teaching job at Queen of Peace via Facebook — one lives in Portland and also knew Scott when we worked at the Cherub summer program at NU. Another has at least one kid older than my kids! How did my former students get to be my age? I am looking forward to catching up with all of them. It never gets old when former students tell you that they remember you and you made an impact on them in some way. Do you remember a teacher in your life that you’d friend on Facebook? I keep looking for Hy Shuster over there. Where the heck are you Hy?
And now… with my soft and cushy Inaugural Cowl of Hope on my neck I am off to bed.
My Uncle keeps his cell phone in his back pocket. Sometimes he sits on it and it calls us. We get funny voice mail messages. It’s kind of silly, but it’s nice to hear his voice.
I am:
Working on an exciting new knitting pattern.
Sore from going to the gym yesterday.
Trying to keep my promise to blog more frequently.
Uh…..
Ok, here’s a funny Sam:
Grandma Lynn (aka Bubbe) was here for dinner last night. She spent the afternoon with Eli. At dinner we were talking about her job search. Sam said, “Grandma, I have a great idea for a job for you! How about one of those people who load up boats! A boat loader.” He was 100% serious. Lynn goes, “A stevedore?” Sam didn’t know why we thought it was so funny. It was.
I know there was some long funny story about Eli I was going to tell you but it escapes me. Perhaps tomorrow.
Scott put all (or some) of our finances into a website called mint.com. He sent me this email:
Turns out he did it wrong, so those numbers were way off, it was just a few hundred dollars. Still not great, but not crazy! How much would you have to go to Starbucks to spend three grand in four months? I don’t even go there so much — I go to the local coffee shop and make my morning lattes at home.
Let’s see… other amusing tales… nope I got nothing. I’ll try again tomorrow. Carry on!
Sam, Eli and a friend at reading buddies last week. Sam adores his cute little reading buddy! Two or three more pictures if you click through the photo to flickr…
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