Sunday, August 31, 2008

99 more just like that one...

..and Boy's college will be paid for! Today we found out that when the Sea Dogs said "finalist" what they meant was "winner!" Yes, he is now a scholarship recipient at the age of 10. I couldn't be prouder of him-- for doing what I asked, for doing it well, and for being humble about it all once he'd won. Girly is to be commended, too-- she also wrote an essay, never once complaining that she didn't win, and is as proud of her brother as we are. We are lucky to parent them both.

For those who care, here is the $1000 essay:
If I had to choose between going to the Olympics and taking a college baseball scholarship, I would need more information. How much is the scholarship? Where are the Olympic Games being held? How much will it cost me to get to the Games? Would I be able to go back to college and still play on the baseball team? There are a lot of questions that would need answering!

Going to college on a baseball scholarship would mean I would not have to pay for my degree while being able to play college baseball. I would become a better baseball player while being able to learn what I need to be successful in life. Major League scouts go to college games, so there would be a chance of me playing in the Major Leagues-- which would be pretty cool!

Going to the Olympics would also be pretty cool. It would mean I would be participating in a once in a lifetime experience. I would get to meet people from other countries and compete with them. I would also have the chance to earn an Olympic medal, which would mean a lot to me. Having an Olympic medal would increase my chances of playing in the Majors.

This would be a very hard decision. Ultimately, though, I would choose going to the Olympics. Even though going to college is important, I can do that anytime. This could be my one chance at the Olympics, and I’d have to take it.

Friday, August 29, 2008

first day

Here they are, ready to go... Boy pointed out that instead of getting a pic of them boarding the bus, getting in the van made as much sense. Since I'm one of those mom's who drops her kids at school, he's right. Now, my reason for this is purely selfish: the bus comes by at 7 AM, and if I drop them on my way to work, I can SLEEP until 7. No brainer there. Honestly, the only thing I hate about my job is that it starts at 7:50 AM. I dislike getting out of bed at such an early hour, and resent having to go to bed long before Letterman's Top Ten hits the airwaves. Otherwise, I do love what I do.

It was good to see my sunshines again this week. Some changes in their personal lives, but they all came back on day 1. I'm not sure if that is a record, but it's darned close. I feel pretty good about that. And they told me their stories. We're adapting to our new space-- it's different being around people again, but I think it's going to work. Life is good in our little fishbowl.

But tonight I get to stay up a little later and sleep a bit longer in the morning... although not much, because we have soccer practice at 9 AM. Humph.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

I'm here... really....

I've had lots of plans to write this week, but by the time I get home and settled, I'm just too tired to think. If we could start school at say, 10 AM, I'd be a much happier woman. I wonder if I'll ever pull *that* one off!!

More this weekend, I promise. Three day weekend! That means.... wait for it.... SLEEP!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

oh, why not?

Another fun little show and tell... thanks Katie and Amity!

Nine things I want to do before I die
1. own a camp
2. have gotten to know my grandchildren
3. perform a tap dance with Boy and Girly
4. retire in good health
5. own a pool and a hot tub
6. convert to solar
7. be debt free!!
8. visit New Orleans
9. see the kids grow into happy, contented adults

Eight things I'm wearing
1. life is good tee shirt
2. tank top
3. shorts
4. barrette in my hair (I really can't cope without one)
5. glasses
6. engagement ring
7. wedding band
8. mother's ring

Seven things I appreciate
1. my family
2. my friends
3. good writing
4. modern comforts: electricity, heat, running water....
5. sweaters!
6. my sunshines
7. flexiblity (of all sorts)

Six things I touch everyday
1. WB, Boy, and Girly
2. kitty
3. dishes (clean and dirty)
4. laundry (ditto)
5. my laptop
6. food!

Five things I do everyday
1. love
2. laugh
3. think
4. plan
5. eat

Four songs on my mind
1. A Different Kind of Love by Too Much Joy
2. Waterfall by james
3. Certain Songs by The Hold Steady
4. that Olympic song that plays at every comercial break...

Three things I think of when I wake up
1. ten more minutes
2. ten more
3. not yet...

My two favorite foods
1. summer veggies fresh from the garden
2. low salt Lays potato chips

One person I love more than any other
1. WB, although Boy and Girly are right there too

wowie wow wow!

Boy had asked last week about a scholarship essay he wrote this spring for the Portland Sea Dogs. I said we hadn't heard yet, so he probably didn't get it. Well, I checked messages today, and the Sea Dogs had called. He's a finalist in the K-5 group! He is very proud, as are the rest of us. I'm also really pleased from a "mom is always right" standpoint, as he resisted writing the thing in the first place. All age groups (k-5, 6-9, 9-12) had to write a 200 word essay about whether they'd go to college on a scholarship or play for the olympic team and possibly lose their scholarship. I did think his was pretty good, but I have an obvious bias. We have 4 tickets waiting for us for the Aug 31 game and we'll find out the winners there!

Way to go Boy!

Monday, August 18, 2008

acceptance

I headed into school today for a few hours. I had been planning on spending a good 5 hours there, but then I was able to get a massage in mid afternoon, and with the 10 cord of wood hanging around, I decided discretion was the better part of valor. I logged 3 hours of moving and unpacking boxes of books. Girly came and helped, which was a really nice treat. Some furniture needs to be swapped with other programs in the district, so it's a good thing I couldn't do my full stint today. I'll head in for another 3 hours post camping, and will be ready for next week.

Mentally I'm getting there, too. I'm excited to see the sunshines again. I'm excited about the new room and spending more time with my east campus buddies. Don't get me wrong, I love living a life of leisure, but it's not the hand I was dealt. So I'll enjoy the next 6 days off and be ready on day one (or something like that).

Thursday, August 14, 2008

inspired

Tech Camp (known as Summer Tech Institute to most participants) was a personal success. I actually think it was a team success-- my fellow buddies seemed to also have a productive week. I learned some new things, and really had some time to think about what I wanted to teach and how I wanted to teach it. That is always a cool thing-- and not always a guaranteed thing. I will remember these days in the dead of March when I'm in desperate need of inspiration!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

thinking of SJ

Looking for some easy, fun ways for my students to figure out their political affiliation. Who knew I was a liberal :)

http://typology.people-press.org/typology/

Have fun!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

warms you twice

Our load of wood arrived last week... or should I say loads! Four, to be exact. Three by the wood burner, one by the swingset. We now have 10 cord waiting to be stacked. Now I don't mind stacking wood. It's sort of a zen activity for me, combined with puzzles: which piece fits best where, and when you're done for the day you can see the dent in the pile. Satisfying work.

Now if it would just stop raining long enough for us to get back out there we'd be good to go!

Monday, August 11, 2008

live and in color

How delightful to see all my RVBs and other teacher friends today! As much as I love my summers and living the life of the rich, I do enjoy spending my days with these dedicated, smart, and very caring individuals. Good to see you all! And remember, party at our place Saturday night! Hope you can come!

Sunday, August 10, 2008

welcome home?

So I'm back from my little trip. Nothing at all like the trip Joe just took, but it was a big deal for me, a self professed hater of travel: coast to coast in a long weekend. I went to Palm Springs, CA, to hang with my sick uncle. I literally sat on his couch for 3 days and watched movies with him, listening to stories. It was certainly worth the trip, especially since I wasn't flying out of LAX when the American Airlines flight had to return to the gate because it was on fire. Mike is to be commended for not calling me with the news update on that one :)

When the fam retrieved me at Logan, we headed to the Cape to see WB's Aunt. We've been visiting her summers since I entered the picture-- I think we only missed one summer of the last 15. (Fifteen years? Is that even possible???) We had a nice visit, and missed out on all the rain back home: two perfect beach days, one ok one. No complaints. We arrived home at 1 AM this morning.

Katie commented that we had brought the sunshine back with us, and we were grateful. After stories of flooded basements and rotting gardens and canceled trips, it was good news indeed. I had a fleeting thought about power outages, but nothing formed into a cohesive thought. Well, I needn't have worried. As if on cue, the heavens opened and the wind rose and just as we were about to watch synchronized diving... cut to black. Indeed, I am so sick of this.

Good news is it was only about 60-90 minutes without Olympic coverage. I wonder how many personal interest stories we missed out on?

Thursday, July 31, 2008

I like what I see out my windows

http://www.eattheview.org/

Thanks Wendy for the link!

What do you all think?

in between outages

I think this one makes number 6 or 7 since March. Number 4 of the month of July. We lost less power in January! Whatever. At least we're not cold. This outage only lasted about an hour... but the thunder is still rolling, so stay tuned.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

staying calm

I shouldn't panic about flying to Southern California this weekend, right? So what that there was a small earthquake, right? There's already been after shocks, so no worries? Getting to my uncle will be worth all the effort, but it is going to take some deep breathing to make it happen.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

heading in and out of coverage

Hello, gentle readers...
Just a little notice that I'm gallivanting around for a few weeks and my ability to post will be spotty at best. I will hop on when I can!! Hope you're all enjoying summer bliss!!

Saturday, July 26, 2008

people let me tell you 'bout my best friend...

So Boy chose to leave his friends (who are really more like cousins) at our house and come for a walk with me. He worked really hard to keep up with my strides. (I must admit, it's a bit weird to be the one with a long stride length! That hasn't happened to me in, well, ever!) The cool part was that he chose to come walk and talk with me instead of continuing the LOTR ongoing game they play. I guess I haven't crossed over into totally uncool authority person yet...

Thursday, July 24, 2008

who's got the Morton's salt?

So as SJ alluded earlier, today's weather had you wishing you had a boat nearby... just in case. It rained like you only read about, and no one 'round here was heard sayin' "... God willin' and the creek don't rise..." We get flooding every spring (and that winter storm a few years back that flooded Canton-- that was a real scary spring!) so this isn't (yet) a 100 year flood or anything, but it's as high as we've ever seen the water. Dave planted a new flower down by the banks as it likes 'wet feet', but we're hoping it's still there, as it was completely submerged this afternoon. Nature has a way of working itself out though, given enough time. I wonder if we're patient enough to wait her out?

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

another one from SJ, through Beth


43% Geek
43%

I'm not geeky enough to get this to show up well, but it's 43% geek. Respectable, but I'll guarantee my friends are all higher than me. Just like our Miller's scores...

(Sorry, flashback there to my insecure past. Moving on!)

Created by OnePlusYou

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

who knew

Which Famous Artist Are You?


It's a tie!


You are part Ansel Adams. Your artistic tool of choice is the camera, but you've got lots of other skills as well. Spoiled when you were young, you grew up to be a loving person and you have a deep affinity for nature and all things black and white.

You are part Paul McCartney. The most popular and succesful musician in pop music history, you have never lost your passion. Music is how you live and your great productivity over the years shows that. You're known for your kindness and affability, but you're still a rebel when it counts.

Monday, July 21, 2008

upside: no crowds

downside: lots of rain

We headed on a Family Field Trip to Reid State Park on Sunday. The hope was it would clear off by the time we arrived... it actually moved in the opposite direction. No worries though-- like good Boy Scouts, Mumma's always have extra stuff on hand. We each loaded up with an umbrella (ella, ella) and walked on the rocks for a bit. It was coming down hard enough that we ended up making sandwiches in the van too. Oh well. We drove around Georgetown a bit more, and then stopped for Blizzards, which, unsurprisingly, we also ate in the car. We stumbled upon a local vendor selling fresh fish at amazing prices, so we came home with 2 lbs haddock, 4 ear corn, and a couple zucchini for dinner. Add in fresh beans from WB's garden, and it was a good day.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

passing it on

Today WB and I were talking about finding new music. He has always sought out new stuff-- I don’t even know where he found it all, but he did. He thinks that part of his life is now over, and he is only listening to Too Much Joy from now on. I reminded him that he has remained in the parked car dancing away to the new Old 97’s song, and that was not the act of a fuddy-duddy. Perhaps his lack of seeking is due more to brain cells trying to figure out physics problems than to old age.

Flash forward to later in the afternoon, when he was in his classroom working on said learning and I went to help a friend retrieve her car from the shop. “Oh, you have to listen to this song!” Hey Ma is the soundtrack to our summer of 2008. All four of us listen and hum it’s choruses all day. james rocks. But not many people know that. So I played it for her, and she was tapping along between the first and second choruses. “Good job finding me a good new band I had never heard of!” Perhaps, as with all things in life, we are about to switch from finders of new music to transfer-ers of music that is old to us but new to others.

Friday, July 18, 2008

informal invite

This was sent by email to friends far and away... but it seemed quicker to hit all our RVBers this way. Hope you can come!

In honor of Dave's 40th birthday last spring, we're throwing a party August 16. Come just Saturday night or come for the weekend, camp in the back yard if you'd like... but we hope you can come. Bring something to share or just yourselves. There may be a band, but there will definitely be guitars by the campfire. Who knows how many kids will be running around... but no matter, it should be a good time for all.

Please let us know if you think you can make it!

Thursday, July 17, 2008

preview

So we're enjoying (another!) night without the kids in the house. They have spent a lot of time with friends this summer, and a fair amount of it away from here. They're not to the point where they're trying to leave nightly (I remember being there, and it was not fun for either me or my parents: they seemed to think I should stay home some. I did not see the logic in that argument.) but I'm sure this summer is foreshadowing summers to come. The good news? We're having more date nights than I think we've ever had.

Like tonight. We decided to get a couple of lobsters and cook them on the fire. Lobsters were cheaper per pound than haddock, and we've sort of been hankering them for a few weeks, so... why not splurge? They were soft shell, and quite yummy. We sat outside in t-shirts, squirting ourselves with lobster water. Romantic? Heck no. Comforting? I postulate that you really can't enjoy a lobster unless you're totally comfortable with those indulging with you. WB commented that we'll do ok when the kids are gone... but we're in no rush for that to happen. Date nights are great when you know the munchkins will be home tomorrow :)

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

where does it take you?

We had to get some Coppertone spray on sunscreen this summer-- turns out I am immune to Banana Boat brand! (It is not cool to get a sunburn after spending 20 minutes dutifully applying sunscreen!!) Anyhow, every time I spray it I am vaulted back in time to the summers of my youth. It's not so much the smell of swimming lessons, because we always froze out butts off at like 8 AM in the Saco River, so mom didn't bother to lube us all up before the sun was even out. We did go to the ocean a lot, and there were a few summers we'd join my grandparents at the St. Lawrence River in upstate NY. I guess we must have only used Coppertone, because that's where I go when I put it on. Girly agrees. Her memories will probably include swimming lessons, since they get to go at 1:00, and trips to the Cape. I love family traditions :)

Monday, July 14, 2008

your friendly neighborhood tv reviews

Tonight Weather Boy and I are stuck to our new(ish) couch glued to our new television. (The couch died about 2 years ago and WB finally put his foot down in March, and the TV died as Wimbledon was starting. I've been watching the Fortnight since about 1980. I consoled myself with both purchases by doing our part to hold off the impending recession.) Anyhow, the summer season starts this week, and that means new The Closer, Saving Grace, and Project Runway.

Saving Grace (Mondays at 10 on TNT) is perhaps the best written, acted, and directed television show on today. Granted, I haven't watched them all, but this one is amazing. Yes, it's dark. It certainly belongs as a 10:00 show, and probably should air at 11. It's not pretty, and there are not always happy endings. But the characters are real. Flawed, but oh so real. If you can handle the thought of an angel who chews tobacco and a hard living police detective trying to live down the demons of molestation by her priest, then you owe it to yourself to check out this show.

If you can't handle Grace, you can definitely handle The Closer (Mondays at 9 on TNT). It's closer to Law and Order in it's premise, but better than the current incarnations. It'll make you laugh out loud, even as they're chasing an arsonist around LA.

Project Runway
(Wednesdays at 9 on Bravo) is just plain fun. We've watched from the beginning. It's way better than Survivor or any of those other reality shows. And if you don't want to commit to every Wed, fear not: there is sure to be a marathon weekend sometime later this year.

Friday, July 11, 2008

satisfying, indeed!


I'll update with a pic tomorrow after it's all gone, but Day 1 of yard sale was today. Some of the stuff I thought would fly out is still here and some of the stuff Weather Boy was figuring out how to get to the dump sold!! Yard sales are a great way to live the "One man's trash is another man's treasure" adage. It is oft quoted for a reason, no?

All in all, I'm very pleased. I have a plan for much of what's left if it doesn't move out this weekend. Today I moved the returnables to their new corner of the shed (near the door for easy removal) and "installed" my new recycling center. I do so love a good re-organization!

When I started this project 2 weeks ago, this wall was burried. Now, it's the home of my recycling. The door opens all the way... there's light in there... yes, truly pleasing. And I still have over a month of summer fun left to go! Life is good!

Monday, July 07, 2008

now THIS is summer!

Swimming lessons started today, and we actually felt like sitting on the beach, taking a random dip as kids swam. Dinner on the fire, margarita going (Katie-- wish you were here!), looking at another one just like it tomorrow.

Yes, the livin' is very easy!

Friday, July 04, 2008

Hey Baby!

It's the Fourth of July!

Since I was a teenager, holidays have had a soundtrack. Sometimes the songs are obvious (U2s New Years Day the most so), sometimes events referred to in lyrics (again with the U2 and Pride on MLK day). When I met Weather Boy, my music collection doubled. He was inspired to make an actual holiday soundtrack starting with Cracker's Happy Birthday to Me, but it never got finished. I don't think there is a better Independence Day song for me than X's 4th of July. I think it's a cover, but one of those covers that is better than the original. It rocks. It's not about "America is great!" but that even in some pretty sad circumstances, there's still some hope. That's the anthem for me.*

So dry your tears and baby walk outside, it's the 4th of July!

*(Not that I'm depressed, hopeless, or wanting out of my life. I just get sick of all the America the Beautifuls out there.)

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

I am... playing along

I am...
committed to being the best wife, mom, and friend I can be.
I want...
too much. I'm trying to want less, but there's too much America in me.
I have...
everything I need to be happy.
I wish...
world peace wasn't just a theory
I hate...
intentional cruelty
I fear...
being alone. house fires, too
I hear...
the washing machine and the lawn mower
I search...
poorly
I wonder...
Who will the kids fall in love with? How will global warming change their lives? Will I ever have grandchildren?
I regret...
not going to San Fransisco with my uncle when I was younger.
I love...
my family and friends, my students.... and food and pictures
I ache...
too regularly these days!
I always...
try to avoid saying always
I usually...
laugh a lot during the day.
I am not...
mean
I dance...
with Patty during the school year, but also whenever the urge hits me :)
I sing...
along with every song on the radio, even if I hate it. I can't help it.
I never...
want to live anywhere else, although I may someday when I'm old and can't take the cold.
I rarely...
drink enough water all day. I need to get better at that.
I cry...
when happy, sad, mad, proud, blessed
I am not always...
neat. I live a cluttered life.
I lose...
very little. I'm the one who usually knows where things are.
I'm confused...
by science classes. Ironic, huh?
I miss...
my grandmother
I need...
touch
I should...
walk more

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

BFFs

They're having a sleep over tonight. They enjoyed the strawberry pie I made this week (although I think I need Beth's recipe, since this was more like jam on top of graham cracker crust) and now are watching Sydney White (and the Seven Dorks). This is the movie Girly and Lea watched at the Ramada when they stayed there for their birthday celebration, and Lea just gave it to Girly for her summer birthday present. (She's a good gift giver, that one!) They're more like cousins than BFFs, but no matter what you call them, their bonds are pretty darned amazing.

satisfaction

Many of you loyal readers will not appreciate the magnitude of my joy upon the completion of Phase One of this project, but let me try to explain. I have been wanting to clean out our shed for at least the last 3 summers. Now, our shed is Where Things Go to Die. Since my recycling is a sickness, I could never throw out the kids old toys, or clothes, or broken gas grills, or plastic seed pots, or just about anything else that someone, someday, might find a use for, if they tried really hard. So I'd put it in a bag in the shed. Our shed is fairly large-- maybe the size of Mike and Katie's garage-- so I had plenty of space to put a second bag on top of the first. Multiply exponentially, and you get a sense of the job I just tackled.. Or to put in a way that might evoke more of a picture: I opened boxes today that have not been touched since we moved in. Seven years ago. Before we were sending troops to Afghanistan and Iraq. Yea. A long bleepin' time ago.


Weather Boy kindly offered to do the first dump run today so I could keep working. It looked similar to this pile, which is going to be a huge pain to deal with since it is raining, again.... but whatever. I'm on a mission. I will succeed.

The back of the van is filled to the max with boxes of clothes to donate. I don't have the energy to yard sale that-- I'd have to sort them by gender, size, quality, and I need to conserve my energy for the rest of the stuff that needs to go. And it is all going, one way or another.


The bright pink door that you see to the right has not opened fully in years. Today, I can not only open it but I can also walk behind it! There is still a fair amount of stuff to put out there for the masses to come and pick through (which will probably be July 11&12, if you're interested). Whatever is left at the end will be taken to the Free Store, or some other similar location. I figure every thing that someone else takes away is less for me to haul off.


I am celebrating with a Lemon Drop Martini (Ina Garten recipe). Satisfied, indeed!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

since you know everyone

For awhile now, Mike has used me as his personal phone book. "It's easier to call you than to look it up" was the answer to my question of "why?" We've laughed a lot about my ability to remember phone numbers, and chalked it up to local folklore. Well, turns out this talent of mine is well known, but I really don't know how it happened.

Just about a year ago my then principal called me after a board meeting to ask my ed tech's home phone number. That seemed odd to me, since he should have had access to the office records of not only home numbers but emergency addresses, but whatever. Maybe it was easier to just call the person who worked with him all the time and assume I knew the number. (Turns out I did, along with his cell numbers.)

Last week I got another call from a friend's husband. "Since you know everyone in town, do you know the number of the animal control officer?" Yes, in fact, and I have it committed to memory. Don't ask me why-- there really is no good reason.

I guess I should take comfort knowing that if my day job ends I'll be employable as an operator, and have lots of solid references.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

updates

I said I was going to add pics to my whale watch post. I have finally done that. There's also a pic of my graduates on the 'in the books' post.

I also think it's time for a gathering of RVB-ers, live and in color. Any ideas?

life in the slow lane

Life around here is delightfully low key. Laundry when it's not raining (and I love that my helpers are actually getting old enough to help!) Today did yield us about 16 lbs strawberries, which are now awaiting pie and ice cream and margaritas. Girly helped freeze 3 bags of berries while Boy shucked 4lbs peas. We headed to the Dixfield Coffee House for yummy desserts and Jim Gallant playing his guitar. He played perhaps my favorite song of all time, 1952 Vincent Black Lightening by Richard Thompson. I love the story of the song, the honesty, and, it turns out, I have a thing for DADGAD tuning.

The best part of today? It's still June. Yes, it's summertime and the livin' is easy!

Friday, June 27, 2008

let them eat cake!


Girly decided she wanted a flip flop fun summer half birthday party. (For those of you not in the know, her birthday is between Christmas and New Years, and not a good time for little friends to come celebrate.) I'm not good enough to make a flip flop cake, but I figured I could do a sun. I'm quite pleased with it, actually! Two years ago she had a kitty party and I was proud of that cake, too. I enjoy making the kids cakes part of the party-- and that I make them myself brings more joy than maybe it should. Boy had King Cake for his Mardi Gras party this year, and ice cream cookie sandwiches to go with his sliding party last year.


Today was also the end of her cheering camp experience. Check out that jump!!


Boy brought his sunglasses to this week's game. He really looks like a first baseman now!

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

100 tidbits

Because I love a challenge, and like playing along, here are some things you may or may not have known about me.

1. My first grown up job was teaching special ed at Peru Elementary School.
2. I am the only one of my siblings to move north.
3. It's one of the smartest things I've ever done.
4. Marrying Weather Boy is another.
5. I actually like spending time with my in-laws.
6. I never had braces.
7. I've had glasses since 7th grade.
8. I love wearing glasses.
9. I tried contacts in the early 90s, but they drove me nuts.
10. I have a blind spot in my left eye.
11. I used to make teachers "disappear" when they were yelling at the class.
12. I hate getting in trouble.
13. I never had a detention as a student.
14. The irony of whom I now teach is one of my little joys.
15. I did not have a female best friend all through high school.
16. I only correspond with one of my high school classmates, through Christmas Cards.
17. I only see one friend from high school regularly.
18. She was in my sister’s class, and her best friend.
19. I have no idea if anyone has planned a 20th high school reunion for this year.
20. If they have, I honestly don’t know if I’ll attend.
21. When I tell high school kids they won’t remember their win/loss record in sports 20 years later, I’m not kidding.
22. I was a gymnast in high school.
23. I still see myself as one, although I am certainly not any longer.
24. I ran cross country because my 6th grade teacher asked me to join the team so we’d have 5 runners.
25. And because the girls and the boys teams rode the bus together and all my guy friends ran.
26. I made cookies for the teams every week.
27. But I hated every step.
28. I got my first Mac in college.
29. I liked that I could get a program to sing “I love trash”.
30. I still have it somewhere.
31. The first computer “lab” at Peru School included Eddie Tech’s and my Mac Classics.
32. We brought them in every Monday and home again on Fridays.
33. All our students made HyperCard stacks.
34. It was cutting edge learning in 1994.
35. I am very sensitive to smells.
36. It will come in handy if the kids ever try to lie about what they’ve been doing.
37. But I don’t think they ever will, because they know we’ll follow up.
38. Anyone who thinks parenting is easy isn’t doing it right.
39. I think playoffs in coaches pitch youth baseball is insane.
40. But Boy loves playing, so we endure.
41. I much prefer individual sports-- running, gymnastics, dance.
42. I might have played soccer if we didn’t grow up in the late 80s in a football town.
43. My high school team was co-ed, and not really advertised.
44. I loved playing pick up soccer with all ages before we had the kids.
45. Weather Boy organized it, but it was easy: show up Sunday night at 5 and we’ll divide into teams.
46. We so need to do that again.
47. We go to a lot of concerts.
48. The kids come with us most of the time now.
49. I treat making mix CDs as an art.
50. It’s easier to make playlists and burn them.
51. I have to make some this summer.
52. I also need to make a new quilt for our bed.
53. The one we have now I made in 1994, and it’s falling apart.
54. I tried to be too economical with seam allowances.
55. I also need to make Mike and Katie’s wedding album with Katie.
56. I’m excited to do that.
57. I love it when my kids truly smile.
58. Actually, I love it when anyone truly smiles.
59. I have pierced ears but don’t wear earrings anymore.
60. Too much hassle.
61. I also don’t wear make up, unless I’m going on stage.
62. I thought about going to Broadway to try to ‘make it’.
63. I decided being a good wife and mom was way more important.
64. My mom wouldn’t let me join the competition gymnastics team when I was 6.
65. If she had, and I had stuck with it, I would have eventually competed against Mary Lou Retton.
66. I really don’t like being alone for long periods of time.
67. I end up shutting down emotionally.
68. I enjoy cooking and baking.
69. Especially when I can do it without a strict recipe.
70. Someday we need to do Iron Chef.
71. The kids have offered to be judges.
72. I’d go mostly vegetarian if I wasn’t married to a meat lover.
73. I’ve taught myself to like seafood.
74. And asparagus.
75. Brussel sprouts too.
76. I still don’t like clams though.
77. Too slimy.
78. I’m working really hard to pay off our debt.
79. I think I’m doing a pretty good job, especially since the price of gas has doubled.
80. I don’t like to be too hot or too cold.
81. It’s one of the many reasons I don’t ever want to move out of Maine.
82. My body works better when it’s hot, though.
83. My toes lose circulation when it’s cold.
84. I hope my body doesn’t force us to relocate someday.
85. I really don’t like to travel.
86. Flying makes me feel horrible.
87. I also panic about losing tickets.
88. Or missing connections.
89. If we ever go overseas, I think I’ll need a valium to make it.
90. The only time the kids have seen me out of control was on a plane.
91. That was totally not cool.
92. Driving isn’t so bad.
93. (I know, I have control issues.)
94. My sugar cookies are still requested by my former co-workers.
95. It’s my grandmother’s recipe.
96. I need to learn to make her fudge, too.
97. These family recipes are as important as pictures.
98. I wonder what the kids will cook someday and think of me?
99. All 4 of my grandparents died within 4 years of each other.
100. This was fun!

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

so much for the Summer of Rach

...unless it's the summer of Rach hanging with a lot of different doctors. I have strep, again. Three weeks later, for those of you counting (and I certainly am). I have stronger drugs this time which will hopefully kill it. I need to stop back into the office in about 3-4 weeks to be cultured again to see if I'm a carrier. If I come down with strep again, I'll be sent to talk to a surgeon about having my tonsils removed. Good times.

This afternoon I head back to my OB/GYN office to have an ultrasound to figure out if we need to have a hysterectomy conversation. And my other foot has been driving me nuts all week.

Good thing we delayed our trip to MT to see my sister until next summer.

**UPDATE**
We had a great visit with the OB today. Surgery is the last option on her list, which makes me feel very comfortable working with her. We're going to try some hormones for awhile and see how that goes. And as the day goes by my throat hurts less.... but I still think I'll take Mike and Katie's advice and indulge in some frozen treats.

Monday, June 23, 2008

proof

If there was any doubt in my mind that I was forming solid connections with my students, it's gone now. I got a letter from the new mom in my class, along with a baby pic of my grand student. It was a short letter, but she talked about how she sort of misses school and is looking forward to fall. She also told me how the baby is doing, and signed off saying I could come visit her anytime this summer. I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say she considered dropping out of school a year ago. Yea, I'm feeling pretty good about what I do right now...

Saturday, June 21, 2008

inspiration

Today Weather Boy got a burn permit. No, he did not have unclaimed student art of which to dispose, but we did have a huge pile of rotten wood to deal with. We side with Joe on this one: flame is much more fun than manual labor.

As I was sitting there, I saw this picture. It makes me happy.

Mike and Katie came over. Turns out Mike loves playing with fire too. Weather Boy has declared we'll start no more fires without bestfriends in attendance. Works for me.

Katie is feeling better, and was up for dinner. I created a pretty tasty meal, if I do say so: basil and sun tried tomato chicken sausage and broccoli rabe pork sausage over whole wheat and multi grain penne mixed with sauted mushrooms and onions and a can of sun dried tomatoes in oil. I didn't take a picture, but I may send the recipe into Cooking Light.

Not bad for having no plans for the day. Summertime, and the livin' is easy.

Friday, June 20, 2008

enough!

I thought I had split the rain wickets today, but turns out Mother Nature is still in charge. My load of towels is soaking wet on the line. They will just have to wait until it stops raining for me to take them down, run them back through the spin cycle, and re-hang. Grrrrrr

Remember Me?

So I finally started (and finished) Sophie Kinsella's Remember Me? that SJ had paid forward from Beth, who had won it from bookbabie. It was a quick read-- I started and finished last night. While I found it a little bit predictable, it was a perfect book for the start of summer.

So... anyone want the book next? The rules say I'm supposed to pass it on to another blogger. Weather Boy has already kindly acknowledged that it's not his style of book. Katie? Amity? Wendy? I don't think I have a huge list of people reading me, so really, speak up if you're interested in playing along in our roving book club.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

the toughest job you'll ever love

Weather Boy and I faced a rough parenting decision tonight. Boy had a baseball game, and WB was asked to ump. At the very end of the first inning, we saw lightening, and so the game went to a 30 minute delay. The coaches, however, started the game up after about 15. We decided it wasn't proper to be playing, and so we removed ourselves from the game. Boy took it very well-- talk about a kid having maturity way beyond his years- not even one "but please, why can't I just play"-- but I still feel a bit sickish to my stomach that our actions affected him possibly negatively. The coach called us a little bit ago, and we're all good, but still... these events are not in the parenting manual.

I do feel proud that we stood firm on our beliefs on safety, and I'm hoping that both kids will translate this lesson on doing the right thing even when it's hard to their own lives. Its rough on the playground these days, and the bystanders are the ones who make the difference. We talk a lot to kids-- I do it every day at work-- about standing firm in our beliefs and not being afraid of what someone else thinks. Peer pressure is real and standing up to it is incredibly difficult. As hard as it was to actually pull him from the game, I'm glad we had the courage to do what we thought was right, even when no one else agreed.

it's in the books


Another year has come to an end, and as excited as that makes me, there are certainly things I will miss. Life is change and change is life, I get that, but that doesn't mean it's always easy. My classroom is all boxed up, as is my favorite school of all time. I've said goodbye to my principal and my teaching partner from this year. There are parts of today that were certainly bittersweet.

It is summer, however, which always means good things. Places to go, people to see, things to do. I take comfort in these family summers, because I know we are lucky to have them, and that they, too, won't last forever.

Friday, June 13, 2008

The best job in the world.

So I had 3 sunshines graduate today. Each of them thanked me, as did all of their families. I don't do this for the personal glory, but it is wonderful having people acknowledge the struggle and what it took us all to help them overcome it. I was astounded to look out at a private graduation ceremony an see a packed house there for 3 kids-- current students, past students (who hated school and couldn't wait to blow town), and probably future students along with family and high school teachers... a very impressive sight. My graduates deserved every ounce of attention they got, and I'm teary remembering the day. I am one proud teacher today. This is why I do what I do.

As one of them posted to the student lounge: I just want to thank Mrs. Buck for helping me get threw school.
Clearly I done good, huh? Spelling is so overrated....

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

a day with the sunshines

My favorite part of my job is when I get to spend some time with my sunshines outside of our classroom. Change is not something they handle well, but when they let themselves trust us enough to take the risk, it goes well. This trip was no different. A few of the kids had never been on a boat, and those that had hadn't been on one in the ocean. This was definitely going to be worth it.

We headed out on the two hour bus ride, having established with the district school health coordinator that no, there is no air conditioning on school buses. How kids can ride in the very back seat of the bus I will never understand, but they divided nicely: HS in the back, MS in the middle, and us old teachers in the front.

Once we got on the boat, they were a little freaked out by the number of strangers also heading out to see some floating mammals. Most everyone found a seat upstairs, while the kids went under deck. As we started moving, they headed to the front of the boat-- a small space which limited the number of strangers around them but kept them in the fresh air to reduce nausea. All was well.

For the first time in my existence, we saw whales. I didn't get great pics, and I'll upload them to this later, but it was quite impressive. Weather Boy and Weather Lad are beyond jealous, which means I'll be heading back at some point soon, I'm sure :) The sunshines were really excited about seeing the whales-- and when they smile for real, it confirms why I love this job. To see these wise-beyond-their-years teenagers giggling and running for the edge of the boat to see a whale swim by-- yea, it's quite a moment.

Two kids got sick-- one was so green the whites of his eyes looked funny-- but we made it back to shore with no other incidents. We let them walk around for a bit, looking at the shops and getting their land legs back before heading back on the bus. We were back in town by 6, as promised. They were tired, sunburned (I didn't exactly say I told you so, but those words did leave my lips), but refreshed after spending a day on the ocean with friends.

Many people ask how I can work with these kids all day. I don't know why it makes sense to me, but it does. I enjoy helping kids transition between hating school and every authority figure in their lives and into kids who recognize they have different strengths and learning styles than the average kid. I am teaching more than math and science. I guess at heart I'm teaching them to make peace with the cards life has dealt them, and to keep working to make the best hand they can with what they've been dealt. It's not always easy, and sometimes I only start a process that they have to finish on their own after they've left, but if I leave them knowing there's someone out here who always wants to know how it's going, someone who isn't afraid to be seen with them in public, then I've done my job. They make me happy, they make me proud, and I love working with them every day, even on the days I don't love it. The cool part is if I read that last sentence to them, many of them would understand what I was saying, but all of them would believe me.

Monday, June 09, 2008

if you don't vote...

...you can't complain. At least that's my rule. So, everyone out there remember to vote, even if it does feel like a foregone conclusion.

Saturday, June 07, 2008

put a fork in me

Track is done! It was a long day at the state meet, but not horrible. I did end up enjoying the season-- I'm planning on doing it again next year-- but I am sure excited to not have practice on Monday.

Too bad it's my first Leadership Team meeting.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

democracy is not pretty

Guilt sent us scrambling to get to the district budget meeting today. I had sort of forgotten about it until after school, and by then Weather Boy was headed to the dentist, and I had not prepped for a speedy dinner. So we inhailed in marathon time and turned around and headed for the SCC. Twenty-five or so hearty souls showed up, along with a few out of district administrators. After two hours of question and explanation, we passed the thirteen articles by an average of 22-0.

I guess the part that bothers me is the rote nature of it all. We have to vote because our country is a democracy, but because we're a representative democracy, we don't have much say about what we are voting on. The general sense of the few of us in the room is we would have paid to put at least some of the cut positions back into the budget, but that is not an option. We either say yes to what the school board has determined, or no. No suggestions, no changes. They have to ask us what we think, but can't really do much with any response beyond the lowest level of Blooms'. (Is anyone else with me on the irony here?)

There are other articles on which we have to vote, but we're really committed to the money, weather we say yes or no. If the rest of the towns in the vocational region say yes to paying their share, then even if we say no, we pay anyway. So why add a fifteen minute argument about something we can't change to an already lengthy evening?

So now, we all get to vote in our respective towns on Tuesday saying we either agree or disagree with the decisions of the twenty-five (brave? foolish) souls, who said we agree with the decisions of the thirteen members of our school board. If the majority of people in our communities say they agree, then we're done. If not, well, I'm afraid to ask what that process will look like.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

so much for that

How pathetic would I be to have to call in sick with 8 student days remaining? I'm afraid that could be what happens. We'll see what John says tomorrow, but I have a bad feeling about my making it the week. Grr.

*************UPDATE***************
I've seen the doc, self diagnosis of strep confirmed. Give me 24 hours, my amoxicillin, and some yogurt, and I should be fine.

Sunday, June 01, 2008

I hope tomorrow is like today

Sticking with the musical theme of my posts this week, I can't get this Guster lyric out of my head. It is absolutely gorgeous at our Little Piece of Heaven. Sun is shining, birds are chirping, breeze is blowing, music is playing... and soon 4 little bestfriends will be running around laughing and playing and loving. Yes indeed, life is perfect.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

consider this my radio player thingy

Amity and I had a moment to chat in the halls today, and we got talking music. I mentioned a few half full bands I thought she might like after she said she loved Weather Boy's sidebar thingy (so 21st century of me, I know). Here's a list for anyone interested in googling a few cool bands who are mostly happy about life. I can't promise everything on this list is classroom safe or that it would pass any family values tests, but I can promise you it makes me hop up and down.

Cowboy Mouth
Guster
Barenaked Ladies
Ben Folds
Wonderlick (one offshoot of Too Much Joy, to which Weather Boy refers.)
The Hold Steady*
james
Erasure
Great Big Sea
Ben Lee
The BoDeans

*definitely NOT family values appropriate, nor do I condone the drug induced life style mostly sung about. I do love the stories, though, and can't help but turn it up and sing at the top of my lungs....

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

I'll play!

So my darling Weather Boy, through his 7th graders, posed a new challenge for us: what is your theme song? I find myself at a disadvantage because all I keep singing is TMJ's Theme Song, which is definitely NOT my theme song. So as I struggle to get those lyrics out of my head, I find myself stuck. Like my darling hubby, some songs that spring to my mind are not appropriate for mixed company (this is a family blog, of course!).

For tonight, I have to go with Glad to Be Alive by Cowboy Mouth:
When you're walking down the street/Feel the rhythm in your feet
All the life that's crashing by/Aren't you glad to be alive?
Nothing ever goes as planned/Get your head out of your hands
Scream and shout like you were five/Aren't you glad to be alive?

Having heard Fred sing this live helps, and it fits right in with my "Suck it up, Buttercup. Life isn't fair, get used to it" mantra. Throw in a healthy does of half full theory, and I think we have a winner.

(I'm also a sucker for do do dos and la la las :)

As with my husband of 13 years, I'm happy to field any suggestions from the stands!

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Sunday Morning Taped

I woke up today thinking about this video. It has nothing to do with my day, but when you get an idea in your head, you go with it.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

time flies

It came to my attention tonight, at the annual school talent show, that I have been in the River Valley for 15 school years. I have a student this year who was born in that same school year. It makes sense, since my 20th high school reunion is this summer. I don't feel like I've been around that long, but I'm sure my math teacher friends would agree that the math doesn't lie!!

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

bonus points for me!

So way back when we all first moved to town, one of Mike's colleague's taught us to play Near Brush With Greatness. It's a simple game: the goal is not to have encountered a famous person, but to know someone who had, and the further removed you were, the more points you'd earn. Well, I'm proud to report my sister and my nephew were in the room at a Barak Obama speech, and made it onto the front page of the local paper's website! (They're pic 21 of 24 of the slideshow.) They're not mentioned by name, nor is Obama seen in the shot they're in, but they were there and I wasn't, so bonus points for me.

There are definitely benefits to working on a college campus. SJ, when you move on, don't forget us little guys!

Sunday, May 18, 2008

my powers of 10

Encouraged by Katie...

As of May 18, 2008, at 8:45 PM...

10 years ago I had just earned my Master's Degree. I had almost quit the program with one class to go because I left teaching trying to have the baby who turned into Ben. He was 3 months old, and present, at my hooding.

10 months ago my sister lived in CA, my brother in Chicago, and my other sister in Portland, OR. I lived here. Now, my sister is in MT, my brother in CO, and my other sister moving to CA. I am still here.

10 weeks ago I was basking in the glory of my short lived tenure as a cheering coach having come to an end.

10 days ago was Weather Boy's nephew's birthday. We still haven't sent a card.

10 hours ago we had the house to ourselves.

10 minutes ago I LOL'd at The Office marathon on NBC. I had no idea his name is Michael Scott.

10 seconds ago I saw how big Girly's pipes are. That kid is a house. We've got to call a gymnastics gym for her, soon.

10 seconds from now I'll have finished typing this sentence.

10 minutes from now I'll make a pot of tea.

10 hours from now I'll really wish I had 10 more hours to sleep. I hate getting out of bed.

10 days from now I will have been married for 13 years and 1 day. What I want my kids to know-- both my own and my students-- is that it is not always easy. But it is always worth the effort.

10 weeks from now I will be getting ready for my trip to the CA desert. My uncle lives there, and it is time to visit him while I still have the chance. It's a quick 4 day journey, but it is what I need to do while I still can.

10 months from now I should be prepping for 5 students to graduate from my program, and thereby DHS.

10 years from now Boy will have just come home from his sophomore year of college, and Girly will be about to graduate from high school. We will be making some major decisions about how we want to live as Empty Nesters. How's that for a mind trip?

what was I going to say?

Mike came over for a visit last night while Katie was out of town the the kids were having a sleep over. While watching the Red Sox double header, we came up with a few great blog topics, but I can not for the life of me remember them now. I know one dealt with a commercial, but that's as close as I can come. For any of you who know me, that fact in and of itself is blog worthy: I remember EVERYTHING. But these great ideas yesterday? They're playing dodge ball in my mind, and as soon as I get close to nailing them they run away. I'm going to blame it on the adult beverage I was enjoying while the conversation happened and not that I'm getting old.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

silence is not golden

At least not in this case. Where are all the RVBers this week? Except for Beth, we've grown amazingly quiet. Hope you're all ok out there... I sure miss our regular 'chats'!

Monday, May 12, 2008

number of the day

In the shower tonight I realized we have 3 more Mondays left in the school year, 4 if you count workshop days. Those are very manageable numbers.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Happy Mother's Day


I was treated to coffee with whipped cream after being allowed to sleep. I love coffee with whipped cream-- it's not something I do every day, and it's so decadent, and it just makes me happy. How wonderful that my kids know that, and pay close enough attention to treat me on my special day! They also made strawberries and cream waffles (actually, I think Weather Boy did the cooking) and got me a six pack of Coke, and wanted to get me Jax, but couldn't find any. I love these gifts that show they know what I like: it's totally about the thought, not about the cost. They are wonderful kids, and I'm lucky to be their mom.

Friday, May 09, 2008

you couldn't pay me enough

to be 15 again. No way, no how.

For those of you loyal RVB readers, you may have spent the day trying to figure out the identities of those referenced in Beth's post yesterday. (For those of you who didn't, way to not care about gossip! Nicely done!) I learned the identity today, quite by accident. It was boy trouble of the kind only a 15 year old girl can have, without the happy ending of a sit com or afterschool special.

I have hope that, in the end, she'll be stronger and wiser, but getting to that point is not fun.

I say again: no way, no how.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Blame SJ

This is the one I remember watching as a 6 year old. It is definitely a family identifier.

Boy's favorite at about 18 months. We'd sing this before bed. I was getting to be very preggo, and he'd "spread out the cape" and everything. Those were good times.

As lifetime president of the Cookie Monster Fan Club (started at BHS in 1987), I'm a sucker for the classics.

For my hubby...

Girly didn't latch onto one skit so much as all of them. We'd sing this one a lot, in the tub, and do the little dance too. Our kids do love the catchy tunes...

I could go on all night. You get the point. I can't find a complete set of the Bert and Ernie Gift of the Magi retelling, but I'll keep looking. It is what makes Sesame so brilliant: a classic story told in a way 4 year olds will understand and parents will enjoy watching. I honestly think Sesame Street is my favorite show ever.

Monday, May 05, 2008

not this kind of spring fever!

So I guess I've caught the cold going around the school: sore throat, congested lungs, runny nose. Not a fun time, but it most certainly could be worse. I am not planning on using a sick day though, because one more day off kicks me out of the bonus money. Granted, the bonus money for missing 3 days isn't that much, but it's equal to one day trip somewhere this summer, so it's worth plugging on.

Friday, May 02, 2008

winding down

No matter when it is, recital weekend marks the beginning of the countdown. It means free time, which means summer is around the corner. I start counting things like how many Mondays, which is usually a different number than the rest of the days remaining. How many LAWs? When I get to how many trips between my building and the high school, we've definitly hit the home stretch.

For those wondering, the recital went well tonight. A few techie issues that were out of our control, but the dancers all did well. There were only 2 big groups this year, which made it a lot easier. Looking forward to tomorrow... after about 1PM :) Bring on summer!

Postscript:
Day 2 is in the books. One minor technical glitch, but otherwise, a great day. I think the adult groups looked the best ever. But it's done! Wahoo!

Monday, April 28, 2008

speedy quick!

So I got on the bus today to bring us to lunch, and I was happily chatting with the driver, as I always do. I said something about "8 more weeks" and he looked up at me in his huge mirror and said "You need math help. 7!" I quickly looked at his calendar and realized I'd double counted this week. 7 weeks until summer vacation, when I can sleep in and laze around and enjoy my family-- and still get a paycheck every 2 weeks! It was like magic, that moment of realizing I am that much closer to every teacher's favorite day of the year. I can do that, my friends. Almost with my eyes closed.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

home

My boys are home. Arrived in New England around 3, ME around 8, and the front door at 9. Bestfriends were here to welcome them with us. All is right in the world again. I missed my boys for sure.

Friday, April 25, 2008

U. Charley




Today Girly and I headed off to Uncle Charley's memorial service. My sister in law and her youngest two carpooled with us to Lunenburg. It took just over 3 hours to arrive, and was a pretty easy drive down, especially since her boys slept most of the way :). As an interesting aside, they were worried their mom was going to have to wake me up, as I didn't get up until 10 minutes before we were scheduled to leave: they've never witnessed my ability to motivate in the morning, which allows me as much sleep as possible. Girly and I were dressed and ready to go as promised. Your Aunt has some skills to teach you boys, if you're paying attention.


The service was nice, complete with a flag ceremony courtesy of the Navy. Although my boys were greatly missed, everyone agreed that it couldn't be helped, and are looking forward to their stories when next we meet. I told Boy I took a few pics, so here they are. Hope you found an internet hot spot before bed.


For those loyal followers out there, they officially entered the Northeast (Penn) tonight, and I was on the phone with them when they crossed into New York, which is officially close enough for a rescue mission if it became necessary. And more good news: they're logging 15 miles per gallon now! Weather Boy is feeling motivated to spend the last night of vacation on his couch and in his own bed, so there is a major push to be back tomorrow night. At 9 PM, they were probably 8 hours from Albany, which we figure is 8ish hours from home. I bet they're going to crank out some serious mileage tonight. Stay tuned...

missing you

Just talked to my boys, and man, I can't wait for their return. Truth be told, neither can they. They're doing well, and are in IN now, resting at a hotel with free wireless, and very excited about shower facilities. I selfishly just want them home. Saturday is our goal.

Call me whenever you want! I love talking to you!!
:)

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

I love it when they really smile...


Weather Boy posted a pic of Boy in MN, and it made me verklempt just looking at it. He looks so happy about life... it's so great to see your children truly happy. Between appointments today, Girly asked me to take pics of her playing in the tree. Here are the highlights.


Tuesday, April 22, 2008

it doesn't get better than this...

I love everything about this: clothes on the line while there is still some snow in the shadows and daffodils blooming in the sunshine. It's April vacation. Add Weather Boy's way cool Bert and Ernie bike shirt, and life is truly grand.

Now all I need is the boys to make it home in The Beast and life will be perfect. Maybe for only one day, but that's all anyone really needs.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

It's Saturday Night!

Some days I think I'm married to Will Ferrell. I don't think there is a person on the planet who makes me laugh so completely over absolutely nothing. Tonight he had a little cramp, and I just about lost it. Granted, a Will Ferrell commercial had just aired, and Dave's "oohing" reminded me of how Will would react. I felt bad laughing at him, but he was just being so goofy about it. I know I shouldn't blame him for me being cold and heartless, but it really, if you'd have been here, you'd have done the same thing.

I love my man very much, and lucky for me, the feeling is mutual. I guess I just wonder if he thinks Cheri O'Terri when he thinks of me... and if so, is that a good thing?

Friday, April 18, 2008

waterfront property?

So I wandered around the house this afternoon, mostly to see if I could get to the clothesline. It's going to take some work. A huge chunk of ice ripped it off the side of the house sometime in March, so I'll need new hardware to get it up and running. I love hanging clothes on the line. I love how clothes smell after being in the breeze, and the rabid recycler in me jumps for joy using natural, free energy to dry my stuff. Anyhow, when I walked around back, this is what I found!
I half expected to see some ducks out there swimming around.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

YEA ME!!!!!


There was actual hopping in my kitchen. Weather Boy's comment: "I didn't realize you were really worried about not passing." I was totally not kidding, but I made it, well above the minimum score required.

We celebrated with chocolate shakes (under 21) and mudslides. SJ, we so need to celebrate our accomplishments over break.

What a relief. I say again, yea me!!!

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

entropy

So it seems there are lots of changes happening around me these days. My mom and mother in law are both retiring this month (although MIL is taking back her old job at Mt. Blue State Park for the summer, so I'm not sure you can call it retiring as much as switching jobs, but I digress). People all around me are pursuing Masters Degrees in Education-- including Weather Boy himself! My sister is pregnant with her third, my friend from high school just had her third, and an old friend is getting married this summer! So much going on.

Me? I'm just plugging along, living my life, enjoying the place I'm in. I know it won't stay in status quo forever, but for now, it's just where I want to be.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

one more week

It's a busy week ahead, which will probably mean it will fly by. Two recital rehearsals, track practices, scrapbooking, and then life in general fill it up. I need to remember to make an appointment for the van to get it's mileage check, too. Must do that tomorrow...

I can not believe that it is time to deal with April vacation. Where has the year gone? I mean, really? Time is just flying by, and our lives along with it. Nine more weeks and then we will be blissfully on summer vacation. This summer will take us to the Cape again, and I hope to get to Western Mass to see my high school friend. If my Dropout Prevention conference in Orono survives the budget massacre, I think we might also take a trip to The County. Perhaps we'll roll a yatzee on the Marden's challenge before SJ and The Music Man do!

Friday, April 11, 2008

weekend

It was a long week, my friends. Long week. My biological school clock says this is the first night of April break, but it turns out this is the weird year of an early Easter and a late break. And so I must content myself with an overnight trip to visit our friends on the coast where the kids will have a sleep over in the living room while we talk the night away.

I love this friend of mine. I met her when she taught at MVHS for a year, partnered with Mike. She is so full of life, and truth oozes from her pores. I always feel centered when I'm with her, which is just what I need after a week of drama at school. Weather Boy the Introvert is staying home this trip to recharge his batteries the way that best suits him. I will miss him, but know he needs a night home alone the same way I need to get out of dodge and laugh with my friend.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

connections

So I bumped into a fellow RVB-er today and we shared a laugh over the joy of finding a new post on a friend's blog. There really isn't anything like it-- except for finding a comment posted on your own post! It's not really my life philosophy, but the idea of connectedness certainly influences me a lot. I mean, I still send a Christmas card to MY 4th grade teacher! Since becoming an Alt Ed teacher, I've made it the focus of our classroom: connected to our classmates, our school, our community. This little conversation (as I was leaving a concert in which my bestfriend's daughter was singing) is just another example of how important connections in our lives are, however we get them. I would not have missed her concert unless I had no other option, because connections with non-parental adults are so important to growing kids. I would not have walked by my friend without stopping to talk and laugh unless I was late for wherever I was headed next. And as cool as our little online community is, knowing each other personally makes it even cooler for me. I only regularly read one blog of someone I don't know in my real life, and that's just because it's such a cool math idea that it makes me happy.

Then, at the end of track practice, we were waiting for the straggling parents to arrive (the last kids left 30 minutes after practice ended). A local boy who will probably be in my class in 5 years was hanging around the front of the school. Dave made a point to talk to him, once he figured out who this kid was and why he was out about town at 7 PM on a school night. Instead of just yelling at him to go home, we talked to him while waiting for all the rides to come. It's obvious he's got it rough, and more obvious that one 30 minute conversation with a few random people isn't going to make much difference. But maybe it will. Maybe we won't see it until he's in school with our kids, or in our classrooms. Or maybe when we see him again and say hi, just because we can. Connections, baby.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

jedi mind tricks

So for the first time all year, I beat Mike to the kids drop off point on a LAW. Now, I should not have to point out how difficult it is for me to get out of the house by 7:15, drop the kids, and get to school by 7:30 on the dot. I so hate getting out of bed, and once we spring forward, well, it's really not pretty. (For those of you who've played along since the beginning, this is truly the main reason I hate EDT.) So what's a struggling night owl teacher to do? The same thing struggling high school and college kids do: set the alarm clock ahead. Yes, I know the clock is fast, and I have more time than Mickey says, but when you look over and see 7: 12 staring at you, adrenaline kicks in and you get up. Once you're up you remember "Damn, it's only 7:00" but you're up, so you get moving. (And yes, it really does only take me 15 minutes to get out the door. It's a skill I've been mastering since 1985-- and my kids have learned to do the same!)

So anyhow, the last quarter of the year is notoriously difficult for me to just get up. Without the mind games, I might get a nasty gram left in my personnel file. I still love my job as soon as I get to school, but if we could somehow start the day at 10, my life would be the best place ever.

Monday, April 07, 2008

What I Should Wear

Day One of New Birthday Clothes (which are nothing like the Emperor's New Clothes), and who knew how many people look at what I wear! I had 3 compliments on my new pants (Gloria Vanderbilt, petite's section of JC Penny) before 8:30 AM. My new shoes (Keen, on Weather Boy's suggestion) also got high approval ratings. Maybe Clinton and Stacy are right, and buying new clothes that really fit make a difference. I can't see me going completely cold turkey from Goodwill, but I guess it doesn't hurt to live high on the hog every so often.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Only one reason to leave


I went to the Maine Mall today with my mom for some birthday shopping. Having read Beth's recent post about melting in all points south, I thought to bring my camera along to document it for myself. It's true: there is way less snow in South Portland than there is up here.

But that is not what would get me to leave this beautiful, small town valley. The only thing that would get me to move, baring a major catastrophe that vaults us into spaces of which we can't conceive, is a decent radio station. I can cope with WCLZ, but it's not perfect-- a little too much Steely Dan to really call it mine. CYY just got too screamy about 7 years ago, and JBQ is too teeny-bopper. I end up rotating through these 3 stations, time determining who plays lead: JBQ for my morning commute (yea, I know, work with me here), CLZ afternoons, and CYY as a random hope for something good.

Now many of you out there must be wondering why I don't just plug in my iPod and call it a gig? My iPod is great for walks and moving wood, but to me, a car needs a radio. I like the unexpected joy that comes from hearing a song I didn't know I wanted to hear, or the thrill of identifying a new song by a favorite artist. I like learning who has a new release and who is coming to town. I am a child of the 80s, and I like my radio. I'll put in a CD when all options just plain suck, but I like to roll the musical dice most of the time.

And so today, my heart skipped a beat when, in Auburn, I randomly checked 92.1, the "Mt. Rialto Radio" of my youth turned into a NH based satellite of FNX out of Boston. It was coming in, loud and clear! Normally I have to be past USM before I can listen in, but the gods were with me today. So as I drove out of the snow and into the musical promised land, I realized that the weather does not bother me-- it was cool to see the difference 75 miles makes in melting, but cool in a science experiment sort of way-- but a really good radio station-- not just a passable one, but a really, awe-inspiringly good one-- would be really nice. And since I'm too old to travel to some club 150 miles away on a random Tuesday night just to see Cowboy Mouth or someone equally as exciting, living in a real radio area would mean maybe I could make it if it was only a 50 mile drive.

I know that leaving town just for a radio station is pretty silly; you'll all notice I have happily been a River Valley citizen for 16 years, and if I was going to relocate based on music, I'd be already gone. But when I fantasize about retirement, and where we might end up, radio waves influence me way more than their liquid counterparts.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

singing down memory lane

There are 2 albums out now that I am really excited to get my hands upon. (What do you call digital downloads?) The singles on the radio now (yes, I do listen to the radio in the car. I'm old school, remember!) get me grooving and cranking the rockin' Toyota sound system every time. I was waiting on the new BoDeans until this week's release of the new REM album, but I guess I'll have to wait a bit longer. Turns out MLTI images don't have the latest version of iTunes, so I need someone with a personal machine to pull the trigger on said purchase. I don't know why Mike, Michael, and Peter need me to be fully updated, but they do, and so I must content myself with the single on the airwaves. Lucky for me, they rocked the Colbert Report. The new BoDeans is sitting in my shopping cart, waiting for me to push the button.

I guess now all I need is some new U2 that rocks like old U2, and my trip back to the best decade of my musical life will be complete.