Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Fantastic Mr. Fox
Fantastic Mr. Fox by Roald Dahl......
New writing assignment.
I am unreasonably excited about my new gig. Huge fan of Roald Dahl, the author who introduced the world to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Matilda, Fantastic Mr.Fox and many many MANY more interesting characters and their nemisis....and I, little ol me, gets to write up lesson plans for this mans fascinating books.
I've decided that coming up with lesson plans and writing tests are so much better suited for me than the actual teaching. While I love teaching, this is the best part, reading childrens books and coming up with creative ways to present it......without actually having to speak or discipline...how cool.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Snuggie War
Anyone who knows me, knows I am against Snuggies. The marketing genius behind the awkward blanket with sleeves, is, on the other hand someone not to be ignored. That man could take over the world.
Truth is, there is a snuggie in my home. My daughter bought one to wear to her formal as a joke...and yes, I did try it on. So now I have a first hand complaint, for one, it really is just a blanket...with sleeves. Truth in advertising I suppose, but I was expecting something to stay on not flop 5 inches on the ground and over my hands while not being attached in the back.
My other complaint with a snuggie is the implication it can be worn to sporting events, or outdoors...not without tripping all over it...or looking like a bizarre cult member...anyways, that's my girl in the blue snuggie...tied together with a ribbon...
Truth is, there is a snuggie in my home. My daughter bought one to wear to her formal as a joke...and yes, I did try it on. So now I have a first hand complaint, for one, it really is just a blanket...with sleeves. Truth in advertising I suppose, but I was expecting something to stay on not flop 5 inches on the ground and over my hands while not being attached in the back.
My other complaint with a snuggie is the implication it can be worn to sporting events, or outdoors...not without tripping all over it...or looking like a bizarre cult member...anyways, that's my girl in the blue snuggie...tied together with a ribbon...
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Homemade Valentines...K.I.S.S
K.I.S.S. your way to Homemade Valentines! Check out my article on how to create homemade Valentines...Keep it So Simple, Silly Keep it a Secret, shhhh and more tips.
Leaving on a Jet Plane
My daughter was born to travel. Her career aspiration since she was aware of the possibility, is to be a photographer....and travel the world. Every trip is an adventure to her, every corner coffee shop or rest area is an amazing new place to explore.
Her dream to fly is coming true this year. I was so excited when she opened her birthday card and airline tickets fell out. She's going to Florida with her cousin in about a month....but she's already packed and has saved enough money for "adventuring" whatever that might entail.
I know this won't be her last trip either, Lonely Planet is bookmarked on her computer and gets frequent hits. To say she's going places isn't just a phrase. She really is going places. Anyplace. Anytime.
Now that she has a very lucrative babysitting job, (seriously, she makes a killing), I know she'll constantly be on the lookout for cheap flights , airline tickets and places to escape to for the day. Happy to tag along, she's been to hundreds of soccer games for her siblings, national tournament and events, my art shows and my uncanny ability to get lost anywhere....often leading to more places to explore as we find our way back!
While she hasn't traveled far in her 15 years on the planet. I do try to take her to as many interesting places as possible. Places her camera can capture in unique ways. So, I was very happy when My Travel Web featured an article on Cleveland, (January 7th). It featured info on the Old Arcade. A fabulous choice for a day trip...suggested by an authority.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Funky Shui
For fun ideas to what I mean by Funky Shui, check out my recent article on this style of decorating....
Funky Shui, Decorate Your Way Out of the Winter Doldrums
Personally I am waiting patiently for my second favorite sales of the year...the after Valentine's Day extravaganza. ( my first love will always be back to school shopping sales, 10 cent notebooks are dreamy) My bedroom needs a little something something. I changed the style up last year to an almost cabaret type look, with 3 deep chocolate brown walls and one lipstick red accent wall....funky red curtains with tassles and a leopard print side lamp. The after Valentines day sales rounded out the look with trims and red silky things.
My house is an ever evolving fairy tale forest, with this room in the back our little secret, funky shui.
Funky Shui, Decorate Your Way Out of the Winter Doldrums
Personally I am waiting patiently for my second favorite sales of the year...the after Valentine's Day extravaganza. ( my first love will always be back to school shopping sales, 10 cent notebooks are dreamy) My bedroom needs a little something something. I changed the style up last year to an almost cabaret type look, with 3 deep chocolate brown walls and one lipstick red accent wall....funky red curtains with tassles and a leopard print side lamp. The after Valentines day sales rounded out the look with trims and red silky things.
My house is an ever evolving fairy tale forest, with this room in the back our little secret, funky shui.
Mirror. mirror on the wall
Winter is the time to practice a little funky shui with new mirrors. Yes, I said funky shui. It's the casual approach to feng shui. While I do appreciate the ancient art of feng shui, and love a reason to declutter the house, the rules always trip me up. I get bogged down in the details....end up having nightmares of dragons swallowing the kitchen because of a poorly placed mirror or dirty stove, or money being whisked out the backdoor in a great unstoppable wave, because the lid to the toilet was left up.
The yearly ritual of pulling out the feng shui books usually ends with me cleaning out the closets, rearranging furniture, shining the stove and remembering to always close the lid to the toilet. This also inspires me to add a few new plants and place mirrors in helpful places. Mirrors are sometimes called the feng shui aspirin..and Lord knows I need an aspirin after trying to figure out the bagua map.
At the thrift store where I volunteer, the manager thought it was time to toss the ridiculously large collection of mirrors we had sitting in storage. Free for the taking, the rest would be tossed into the dumpster out back. Mirrors. Breakable mirrors. I did not want that job. Ever piece of folklore, old wives tale, fairy tale, myth, superstition and general thrifty decorating mentality screamed inside at the thought.
So, I set a few aside....and got busy making coffee, let the guys take the seven year fall.
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The yearly ritual of pulling out the feng shui books usually ends with me cleaning out the closets, rearranging furniture, shining the stove and remembering to always close the lid to the toilet. This also inspires me to add a few new plants and place mirrors in helpful places. Mirrors are sometimes called the feng shui aspirin..and Lord knows I need an aspirin after trying to figure out the bagua map.
At the thrift store where I volunteer, the manager thought it was time to toss the ridiculously large collection of mirrors we had sitting in storage. Free for the taking, the rest would be tossed into the dumpster out back. Mirrors. Breakable mirrors. I did not want that job. Ever piece of folklore, old wives tale, fairy tale, myth, superstition and general thrifty decorating mentality screamed inside at the thought.
So, I set a few aside....and got busy making coffee, let the guys take the seven year fall.
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Improvisation
One of the things my family misses most about our old home is my daughters piano lessons. There is an eccentric fellow a few doors down from our old house that teaches piano full time. He's my age, a friend of a friend and a fantastically talented man.
My daughter loves the piano because of him. But does not want to take piano lessons from another teacher. She's content finding sheet music and practicing on her own. Finding a little help in the way of dvd's and books have helped a lot. Her teacher is also a composer and she loved just listening to his original music.
The first day he met my little girl he sang her name, loudly, emphasizing the ending in a sing song voice like this...abi GA~IL. Whatever she learned was second to the impact he made on the family. This was a man that has quirks. He doesn't do lawn care in the traditional sense, letting his bushes grow into a omnimous hedge in front of his house, planting tiny trees all over the lawn, front and back, growing pots and pots of baby trees on the deck for some future use. And at my daughters first recital, he showed up with two different shoes on.
But since traveling to piano lessons out of town just isn't an option with my schedule, and since Abbey won't hear of taking lessons from anyone else but Mr. Free Spirit himself, we've improvised and she's doing fantastic. I do think he'd approve of the improvisational course we've taken.
My daughter loves the piano because of him. But does not want to take piano lessons from another teacher. She's content finding sheet music and practicing on her own. Finding a little help in the way of dvd's and books have helped a lot. Her teacher is also a composer and she loved just listening to his original music.
The first day he met my little girl he sang her name, loudly, emphasizing the ending in a sing song voice like this...abi GA~IL. Whatever she learned was second to the impact he made on the family. This was a man that has quirks. He doesn't do lawn care in the traditional sense, letting his bushes grow into a omnimous hedge in front of his house, planting tiny trees all over the lawn, front and back, growing pots and pots of baby trees on the deck for some future use. And at my daughters first recital, he showed up with two different shoes on.
But since traveling to piano lessons out of town just isn't an option with my schedule, and since Abbey won't hear of taking lessons from anyone else but Mr. Free Spirit himself, we've improvised and she's doing fantastic. I do think he'd approve of the improvisational course we've taken.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Transposing....
Transposing....that's the word I was looking for. For whatever reason I find it enormously difficult to explain anything on the spot. I could write it out for you, just hand me a pen... but to think on my feet, that is a heruculean task that I shy away from.
That is exactly what is behind my apparent shyness over the years, a simple factory flaw. I was not equipped with the little mechanism that allows coherent words to come directly from my head to my mouth in any reasonable amount of time.
I've learned to deal with it, mostly by preparing....and not living so much in the stories in my head when in public, writing and art invite me to escape to the playground of my mind. Now that I'm working on finishing up a novel though, the time spent with my characters is clearly more intense than day to day interactions. And with the addition of a teeny tiny portable notebook computer into my family, I needed to come up with a concise statement that makes sense to the 'man on the street' who casually asks what I'm working on.
Like the simple question, how are you today?, it requires a simple answer. Preferably one without a lot of possible follow-up questions. Transposing, is simply laying one thing over the other, hand motions are even possible....but since it is a big word, the possibiliy of follow-up is rare.
I know I am showing my vulnerability and extreme oddness with this post, but the truth is I am fine with all this, at this stage in the game, there is no reason to pretend that I am anything but who I am. So that's that, like the characters in The Big Bang Theory, I have my quirks, and don't really mind them all that much.
So, when asked what the book is about....I can say I am transposing a true story over a collection of fairy tales, blurring the lines between fantasy and reality....and if they ask anything else...well, you'll have to wait for the book to come out! : )
That is exactly what is behind my apparent shyness over the years, a simple factory flaw. I was not equipped with the little mechanism that allows coherent words to come directly from my head to my mouth in any reasonable amount of time.
I've learned to deal with it, mostly by preparing....and not living so much in the stories in my head when in public, writing and art invite me to escape to the playground of my mind. Now that I'm working on finishing up a novel though, the time spent with my characters is clearly more intense than day to day interactions. And with the addition of a teeny tiny portable notebook computer into my family, I needed to come up with a concise statement that makes sense to the 'man on the street' who casually asks what I'm working on.
Like the simple question, how are you today?, it requires a simple answer. Preferably one without a lot of possible follow-up questions. Transposing, is simply laying one thing over the other, hand motions are even possible....but since it is a big word, the possibiliy of follow-up is rare.
I know I am showing my vulnerability and extreme oddness with this post, but the truth is I am fine with all this, at this stage in the game, there is no reason to pretend that I am anything but who I am. So that's that, like the characters in The Big Bang Theory, I have my quirks, and don't really mind them all that much.
So, when asked what the book is about....I can say I am transposing a true story over a collection of fairy tales, blurring the lines between fantasy and reality....and if they ask anything else...well, you'll have to wait for the book to come out! : )
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