It's the third day of a four-day weekend. Which is great, except that Friday was a furlough day, which means we teachers don't get paid, and we've lost a week's worth of pay - as well as a week's worth of teaching time - so far this year.
What I have control over, that being said, is how I spend my time off. Friday I rode the bus with my gorgeous daughter and her gorgeous girlfriend to a local mall ON THE BUS. Which in Los Angeles is a rather big deal. I don't have a car this summer, so this was sort of a test run for me, and for casual errands, joy rides and such it's quite doable.
Saturday I made an ass of myself by driving Hubby - while breaking down into an emotional, sleep-deprived wreck - to work in Burbank, which is three-freeways away from us, at 7:30 in the morning, attending a bat mitzvah of a young lady who we've known and loved since she was 5, and then after we (meaning daughter and me) got home, essentially collapsing for the rest of the day. I roused myself about 4:45 to get out the door with the car and grocery shop a little. Missed Costco by ten minutes (and its pharmacy by two hours) but got through a small shopping at Sprouts, so we have some produce for meals this week.
Sunday I slept for 10+ hours and feel nearly like myself again, if only myself still didn't have the aching ankle from my bike crash earlier this month. But even so, it's much better, thanks.
So domestically I'm -
1. Cleaning the fridge out, and oh boy does it need it.
2. Making a zucchini, mushroom & onion quiche. Why do we have do much squash?!???
3. Tackling the cobwebs that seem to have sprung out overnight in early every ceiling corner of the house.
4. Taking inventory of the freezer, in part to pull out some meat from the husband to grill. Grilling is what Hubby does for relaxation. Personally, I prefer sleep, but who am I to keep a good man from his grill?
Saturday, May 14, 2011
... even when you don't want it to.
And it's a bitch.
Two Tuesdays ago I crashed landed my bike when I tried to make a left turn a little too suddenly. I bruised & or strained most of my left-side joints, and left my foot/ankle a most amazing visual cacaphony of colors. I'm still living on ibuprofen and in ace bandages. It's amazing how much stamina low-grade yet constant discomfort sucks out of a person.
That being said, I have no one to blame but myself. Isaac Newton wasn't making up stories, he was simply telling the truth.
|My bike and I proved this guy's Law's of Motion - all of them - and threw in friction for good measure last Tuesday. Science has no mercy.||.|
I did get a chance to hand-sew the trim I mentioned in a previous post onto my teal patterned skirt and love the way it came out. I also cut out another skirt from the same pattern, this one in a blue/black thin brocade. Hopefully I'll have a chance to sew it up this weekend, and maybe even get (yet another) trim basted to the hem. This trim is machine-sewable, at least.
I also started to crochet myself a scarf for next fall, in purples and greens. I like the pattern the variegated yarn took. As soon as I test/compare for length I'll fringe it.
As for art in the classroom, we just came through two weeks of block schedule and state testing. At the beginning of this week I announced to my three astronomy classes that THEY were teaching the rest of the chapter on the Sun. Groups pulled topics out of a (Fabric Planet!) sack, got directions and I let 'em at it. The lessons are due on Monday, and should take the rest of the week to get through. They need to have a "means of contents presentation" (PowerPoint, lecture or transparencies), "means of reinforcement" (work sheet, game, cross word or word search), and "means of assessment" (quiz). I can hardly wait for what they show up with! Some of my students are incredibly creative.