Seriously, woman. Where's my damn pony?
Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts
February 11, 2011
January 31, 2011
thing i enjoy:
Brinner.
Kari.
Kari thinking Mom doesn't wash clothes well enough and taking them from her.
Kari being the tallest person in 10 miles around (excluding me).
Kari speaking Spanish to every person she meets, including saying hello to the old ladies in the morning.
Kari pretending to be a shark.
Kari jumping in the pool (not as good as me).
Sitting on the beach with donkeys.
Mom teaching people the bunny hop.
Dogs.
Andrew.
Andrew and dogs.
The end.
Kari.
Kari thinking Mom doesn't wash clothes well enough and taking them from her.
Kari being the tallest person in 10 miles around (excluding me).
Kari speaking Spanish to every person she meets, including saying hello to the old ladies in the morning.
Kari pretending to be a shark.
Kari jumping in the pool (not as good as me).
Sitting on the beach with donkeys.
Mom teaching people the bunny hop.
Dogs.
Andrew.
Andrew and dogs.
The end.
August 7, 2010
food and a dog
Dinner from the other night - kind of a "what do we have?" type meal. What was supposed to be tomato sauce ended up being tomato chunks, but that's ok. It's got fresh basil, chicken, broccoli, garlic, and onions (I know! Onions? I hate onions! But they're ok cooked in tomato sauce. Big pieces where I know I'm eating them).
Proof I am incapable of cooking a grilled cheese without burning it. Andrew will have to be the grilled cheese maker for the rest of our lives. Douse it in Franks!
My berry/OJ/banana smoothie to make myself feel better for burning the grilled cheese. We got a new blender/food processor (the Ninja Master Prep) from some of Andrew's relatives and have been making a lot of smoothies, you know, to test it out and make sure it's working. A good percentage of my food intake is smoothie-fied, if you must know. If you like fruit smoothies, put some OJ in it. It's delicious.
Oscar, Erich and KT's dog! He's cute and fun.
The sunset on the way home from a surprise party for my mom's 50th birthday (she's old!).
January 21, 2010
payment plans
My morning:
A girl play acted talking on her phone. Not super unusual, but at one point she "got a call" from her husband. She looked at me and said, "Ugh, my husband is on the other line. Can you hold on for a second?" The girl then walked to a different part of the empty room and stood over there, having a pretend argument (with a lot of attitude) with her pretend husband. Sometimes the way children play astounds me. This is learned behavior and I'm saddened that a 4 year old thinks playing includes fighting with yoru husband on the phone. She also said something about someone being on the line for a payment plan. Kids don't make up these phrases by themselves; they learn them somewhere.
Some of my kids learned "holy shit." As in "Holy shit, I found a card!" I think it's pretty funny but obviously can't show them that. I just ignore it because making a big deal out of it will make it ... well, a big deal. But inwardly I giggle.
My boy who chooses not to speak at school mouthed the word "fall" while we were walking down the steps. I put rhyming words on the stairs so they can step on the rhyme and say it at the same time, which is good reinforcement. Then as we were walking down the hall, he said a few things (which, sadly, I couldn't quite make out) but I knew they were words. It figures he chooses to speak during times when it's loud and you can't quite hear him. He also mouthed "good night" to me as I was covering him up for nap. I'm so close to getting this kid to talk... just a little bit more. I think the biggest deterrant is the other teachers. They make a big deal out of it and send the kid back into his nonverbal shell. He's not going to start talking because he was harassed into it.
I've been doing round 2 of the official benchmarking for kindergarten. Over all the kids have made some great progress - 4 kids weren't getting rhyming enough to even be able to score on the rhyming test in the fall; now all of them have moved beyond that and one girl even scored on target for kindergarten (she moved from none to 12). Letter naming has generally gone up as well; one girl scored 20 in the fall and 10 in the winter, but I think it's not that she stopped learning, just that the test is boring her. We'll see how the rest of them go. I'd like to recommend some changes for the classroom I work in for the next few months, mostly in terms of letter knowledge.
I'm going to be busy for the next few weekends: Erich and Katie come to visit this weeked; I go to Green Bay next weekend; Mom and Harry visit the weekend after that for my birthday. There will probably be some pictures at some point in the future... or not. It'll just be pictures of food.
A girl play acted talking on her phone. Not super unusual, but at one point she "got a call" from her husband. She looked at me and said, "Ugh, my husband is on the other line. Can you hold on for a second?" The girl then walked to a different part of the empty room and stood over there, having a pretend argument (with a lot of attitude) with her pretend husband. Sometimes the way children play astounds me. This is learned behavior and I'm saddened that a 4 year old thinks playing includes fighting with yoru husband on the phone. She also said something about someone being on the line for a payment plan. Kids don't make up these phrases by themselves; they learn them somewhere.
Some of my kids learned "holy shit." As in "Holy shit, I found a card!" I think it's pretty funny but obviously can't show them that. I just ignore it because making a big deal out of it will make it ... well, a big deal. But inwardly I giggle.
My boy who chooses not to speak at school mouthed the word "fall" while we were walking down the steps. I put rhyming words on the stairs so they can step on the rhyme and say it at the same time, which is good reinforcement. Then as we were walking down the hall, he said a few things (which, sadly, I couldn't quite make out) but I knew they were words. It figures he chooses to speak during times when it's loud and you can't quite hear him. He also mouthed "good night" to me as I was covering him up for nap. I'm so close to getting this kid to talk... just a little bit more. I think the biggest deterrant is the other teachers. They make a big deal out of it and send the kid back into his nonverbal shell. He's not going to start talking because he was harassed into it.
I've been doing round 2 of the official benchmarking for kindergarten. Over all the kids have made some great progress - 4 kids weren't getting rhyming enough to even be able to score on the rhyming test in the fall; now all of them have moved beyond that and one girl even scored on target for kindergarten (she moved from none to 12). Letter naming has generally gone up as well; one girl scored 20 in the fall and 10 in the winter, but I think it's not that she stopped learning, just that the test is boring her. We'll see how the rest of them go. I'd like to recommend some changes for the classroom I work in for the next few months, mostly in terms of letter knowledge.
I'm going to be busy for the next few weekends: Erich and Katie come to visit this weeked; I go to Green Bay next weekend; Mom and Harry visit the weekend after that for my birthday. There will probably be some pictures at some point in the future... or not. It'll just be pictures of food.
August 7, 2009
MPLS edition
My internet is out, it's raining and I'm at the coffee shop down the block from my house. Mom is coming for the weekend and she's bringing her bike. It looks like it's supposed to rain all day. Good for plants, bad for outdoor activities.
Here are some articles about my neighborhood:
Things to do by my house (Visitors welcome, hint hint)
A really fantastic writeup of Lake/Marshall.
And apparently the city is taking away my favorite bike lane. Sad.
I had a dream that I was at an airport with Drew and Amy. Drew was watching our bags while Amy and I got coffee. I dreamed Sarah Haskins was staring at me. I was wearing a black and white strapless dress and someone asked me if I was in Good Night and Good Luck (because it's in black and white?). We kept getting cup after cup of coffee because Amy was flirting with the coffee guy for free stuff.
The coffee shop just played a recording of a Schubert piece I played in high school orchestra. I've always loved that piece because the viola part is fantastic. I can't remember the name right now, but I think it was in F minor. I used to have it on my computer, but it seems to have been lost in The Computer/Coffee Meet-up of 2009.
Here are some articles about my neighborhood:
Things to do by my house (Visitors welcome, hint hint)
A really fantastic writeup of Lake/Marshall.
And apparently the city is taking away my favorite bike lane. Sad.
I had a dream that I was at an airport with Drew and Amy. Drew was watching our bags while Amy and I got coffee. I dreamed Sarah Haskins was staring at me. I was wearing a black and white strapless dress and someone asked me if I was in Good Night and Good Luck (because it's in black and white?). We kept getting cup after cup of coffee because Amy was flirting with the coffee guy for free stuff.
The coffee shop just played a recording of a Schubert piece I played in high school orchestra. I've always loved that piece because the viola part is fantastic. I can't remember the name right now, but I think it was in F minor. I used to have it on my computer, but it seems to have been lost in The Computer/Coffee Meet-up of 2009.
May 2, 2009
blaaah!
I went to the farmer's market this morning and came home with an apple pie. Not only did I buy a pie, but Olivia and Amir both bought pies. So we now have three homemade pies in our house. Potentially dangerous and definitely delicious.
Apart from the pies, my day today has slowed considerably in relation to the past 10 or so. I'm not completely done with work, but yesterday was crazy busy and stressful. I'm a relatively laid-back person (ok, completely laid back), but I just about hit the ceiling yesterday. I can only think of one other time before this when I was as stressed as I was yesterday, and then it manifested itself when I burst into tears because I couldn't pass a truck on a 2 lane highway. My body feels physically exhausted from yesterday - the arches of my feet hurt, my legs are sore, I'm out of energy. It's completely out of character for me to be that stressed, and it's interesting my body responded by forcing me to take a break. I was going to anyway, but I'm definitely moving a little slower today. I also haven't gone for a run in a week or so, and I'm betting that hasn't helped my stress level either. Signs of stress around the house include frequent yells/screams, often in the style of the "kittens inspired by kittens" girl, and jumping up and down on our couches and chairs, sometimes everyone at the same time. Yeah, we're cool.
So what did I do yesterday/this week that stressed me so much? Well, I handed in three papers, for starters. One for GLBTQ Pastoral Care, one for Death in Music, Art and Liturgy and one for Film and Liturgy. I wrote my gaycare paper last week, so that was taken care of by Saturday. That one was on GLBTQ youth in rural/small town areas and building community. I wrote my Death paper at the beginning of the week, finishing Tuesday after going to Spring Fling and seeing the Decemberists play. I wrote that one about Imitation of Life (1959) and its depiction of a black ars moriendi (art of dying). Then I wrote my Film and Liturgy paper on The Secret Life of Bees (2008) and how it establishes the domestic as a sacred sphere, in particular, for black women. That one I wrote Thursday and finished on Friday, trying to get it done before the Community Dinner that night. In addition to finishing three papers, I also had a Community Dinner, Div School Idol and an after-party at our house. Friday morning I had to shop for the dinner, then later in the afternoon, pick up the grills and start the cooking, plus arrange the whole thing. Thankfully, I had many helpers and many hands for the task, so I was a little less crazy. I kept getting impatient with the charcoal, wanting it to light faster and be ready faster, but my friend helping me just reminded me that I had to wait for it to light up, it wasn't going to help if I kept spraying it with lighter fluid. Doesn't mean I didn't spray it around at first, cursing the flames.
So today I'm taking a break. I read a book that I picked up last week, The Unlikely Disciple. The author came to YDS and gave a talk/signed books, and it was really interesting. The author did a semester at Liberty University (Jerry Falwell's college) and wrote about his time there, presenting the students in very nuanced and interesting ways. For someone who studies religion and thinks that Christians are often viewed unfairly in simplistic or negative ways, I liked that he didn't take the easy way out and call everyone crazy or sheep-like. I'm now at 13 books for the year, which is technically behind schedule. I imagine the pace picking up once I'm done with schoolwork. Also, out of the last four books I finished (since mid April), 3 of them were for school and the last one is about a Christian college. I do this to myself, really.
Other than that, I might watch a movie? On my self-appointed days off, I almost don't know what to do with myself. This happened at the beginning of spring break, too. I feel like I should be doing work and I don't know how to not do work. I have one paper left to do, and I'm writing it on Jesus movies. It's 8-10 pages and I'm guessing I'll have it done quickly. I've written about Jesus movies so much that it's almost like second nature. It's on an aspect I haven't written about before, so it's still fair game academically. I remember when I was writing my honors project and one day I sat down and just wrote and wrote and wrote. I think I wrote the 40 page section on The Passion of the Christ in 2 1/2 weeks or something... One night I wrote 10 pages on the history of the Christ film like it was nothing. A little scary, but I like to think it means I'm knowledgable.
Kari moved into our apartment this weekend and Mom's in town helping, so I've been getting pictures. I wish I was there and not here driving myself insane. Soon, soon, soon.
Well, I'm going to go eat some pie and watch a movie. What a crazy idea, huh?
Apart from the pies, my day today has slowed considerably in relation to the past 10 or so. I'm not completely done with work, but yesterday was crazy busy and stressful. I'm a relatively laid-back person (ok, completely laid back), but I just about hit the ceiling yesterday. I can only think of one other time before this when I was as stressed as I was yesterday, and then it manifested itself when I burst into tears because I couldn't pass a truck on a 2 lane highway. My body feels physically exhausted from yesterday - the arches of my feet hurt, my legs are sore, I'm out of energy. It's completely out of character for me to be that stressed, and it's interesting my body responded by forcing me to take a break. I was going to anyway, but I'm definitely moving a little slower today. I also haven't gone for a run in a week or so, and I'm betting that hasn't helped my stress level either. Signs of stress around the house include frequent yells/screams, often in the style of the "kittens inspired by kittens" girl, and jumping up and down on our couches and chairs, sometimes everyone at the same time. Yeah, we're cool.
So what did I do yesterday/this week that stressed me so much? Well, I handed in three papers, for starters. One for GLBTQ Pastoral Care, one for Death in Music, Art and Liturgy and one for Film and Liturgy. I wrote my gaycare paper last week, so that was taken care of by Saturday. That one was on GLBTQ youth in rural/small town areas and building community. I wrote my Death paper at the beginning of the week, finishing Tuesday after going to Spring Fling and seeing the Decemberists play. I wrote that one about Imitation of Life (1959) and its depiction of a black ars moriendi (art of dying). Then I wrote my Film and Liturgy paper on The Secret Life of Bees (2008) and how it establishes the domestic as a sacred sphere, in particular, for black women. That one I wrote Thursday and finished on Friday, trying to get it done before the Community Dinner that night. In addition to finishing three papers, I also had a Community Dinner, Div School Idol and an after-party at our house. Friday morning I had to shop for the dinner, then later in the afternoon, pick up the grills and start the cooking, plus arrange the whole thing. Thankfully, I had many helpers and many hands for the task, so I was a little less crazy. I kept getting impatient with the charcoal, wanting it to light faster and be ready faster, but my friend helping me just reminded me that I had to wait for it to light up, it wasn't going to help if I kept spraying it with lighter fluid. Doesn't mean I didn't spray it around at first, cursing the flames.
So today I'm taking a break. I read a book that I picked up last week, The Unlikely Disciple. The author came to YDS and gave a talk/signed books, and it was really interesting. The author did a semester at Liberty University (Jerry Falwell's college) and wrote about his time there, presenting the students in very nuanced and interesting ways. For someone who studies religion and thinks that Christians are often viewed unfairly in simplistic or negative ways, I liked that he didn't take the easy way out and call everyone crazy or sheep-like. I'm now at 13 books for the year, which is technically behind schedule. I imagine the pace picking up once I'm done with schoolwork. Also, out of the last four books I finished (since mid April), 3 of them were for school and the last one is about a Christian college. I do this to myself, really.
Other than that, I might watch a movie? On my self-appointed days off, I almost don't know what to do with myself. This happened at the beginning of spring break, too. I feel like I should be doing work and I don't know how to not do work. I have one paper left to do, and I'm writing it on Jesus movies. It's 8-10 pages and I'm guessing I'll have it done quickly. I've written about Jesus movies so much that it's almost like second nature. It's on an aspect I haven't written about before, so it's still fair game academically. I remember when I was writing my honors project and one day I sat down and just wrote and wrote and wrote. I think I wrote the 40 page section on The Passion of the Christ in 2 1/2 weeks or something... One night I wrote 10 pages on the history of the Christ film like it was nothing. A little scary, but I like to think it means I'm knowledgable.
Kari moved into our apartment this weekend and Mom's in town helping, so I've been getting pictures. I wish I was there and not here driving myself insane. Soon, soon, soon.
Well, I'm going to go eat some pie and watch a movie. What a crazy idea, huh?
December 6, 2008
Impossible yet logical
One of my favorite things to do is to take illogical or unrealistic premises to their logical conclusion.
For example, the defensibility of my house in a zombie invasion, what I would do with a unicorn as a pet and the usefulness of a house monkey.
Usually, this ends up with my mom saying, "Oh, Lindsay, you're so silly." It's true.
For example, the defensibility of my house in a zombie invasion, what I would do with a unicorn as a pet and the usefulness of a house monkey.
Usually, this ends up with my mom saying, "Oh, Lindsay, you're so silly." It's true.
October 1, 2008
awesome! not awesome.
I have an interview tomorrow for the Yale seminar program I applied for - awesome!
My mom is coming soon - awesome!
I bought new red rainboots and a star umbrella - awesome!
Friday is the second community dinner and then my house is having a party - awesome!
110 days until Bush is out of office - awesomer by the day!
35 days until the election - awesome!
I have a bunch of bubble wrap from coffee boxes - awesome!
I have lots of reading to do - not so awesome...
Papers are due soon - not so awesome...
I either have a cold or allergies - not so awesome...
The end.
My mom is coming soon - awesome!
I bought new red rainboots and a star umbrella - awesome!
Friday is the second community dinner and then my house is having a party - awesome!
110 days until Bush is out of office - awesomer by the day!
35 days until the election - awesome!
I have a bunch of bubble wrap from coffee boxes - awesome!
I have lots of reading to do - not so awesome...
Papers are due soon - not so awesome...
I either have a cold or allergies - not so awesome...
The end.
August 3, 2008
Totally unmotivated in everything
There's less than a month until I'm back in New Haven, and only two weeks that I'll be around here in the Twin Cities. As excited as I am about going back, I'll miss being here (although not the heat... screw 90+ humidity).
I'm reeeaaaalllllllllly ready to be done with my French class. It's just dragging on and I'm not interested in waking up at 7:30 every day anymore to go sit in a loud room to hear people talk in French. There's only a week left, so that's good. I feel if it were any more than that, I'd go crazy. It was pretty easy to pick up at first (maybe because a lot of it was repeat from high school), but now it's harder to learn everything so quickly. I feel if I had more time to digest the stuff, I'd be better at remembering it and all of that, but there's just so much that's similiar it's hard to distinguish and remember. I also feel like the instructor isn't as good at teaching the material as the one first session, so it's probably a combination of all those things. I'm ready to not have class for awhile, before the semester starts up again.
Last weekend when Mom and Erich were here, we had tons of fun. We rode our bikes all around Minneapolis and drank a ton. And saw fireworks! Exciting.
I'm feeling a little less than motivated, so we'll do this the quick and dirty way:
The Dark Knight: Awesome
Flogging Molly at Irish Fair: Awesome
Irish Fest in Milwaukee with Matt, Erich, Mom, Kari, Dawn(?): Awesome
Andrew's multiple birthday celebrations: Awesome
Baking cookies with Kari: Awesome
The cookies that didn't have enough flour: Not so awesome
Margaritas with the MOK kids, Watry and KG: Awesome
Next morning: Less than awesome
That is all.
I'm reeeaaaalllllllllly ready to be done with my French class. It's just dragging on and I'm not interested in waking up at 7:30 every day anymore to go sit in a loud room to hear people talk in French. There's only a week left, so that's good. I feel if it were any more than that, I'd go crazy. It was pretty easy to pick up at first (maybe because a lot of it was repeat from high school), but now it's harder to learn everything so quickly. I feel if I had more time to digest the stuff, I'd be better at remembering it and all of that, but there's just so much that's similiar it's hard to distinguish and remember. I also feel like the instructor isn't as good at teaching the material as the one first session, so it's probably a combination of all those things. I'm ready to not have class for awhile, before the semester starts up again.
Last weekend when Mom and Erich were here, we had tons of fun. We rode our bikes all around Minneapolis and drank a ton. And saw fireworks! Exciting.
I'm feeling a little less than motivated, so we'll do this the quick and dirty way:
The Dark Knight: Awesome
Flogging Molly at Irish Fair: Awesome
Irish Fest in Milwaukee with Matt, Erich, Mom, Kari, Dawn(?): Awesome
Andrew's multiple birthday celebrations: Awesome
Baking cookies with Kari: Awesome
The cookies that didn't have enough flour: Not so awesome
Margaritas with the MOK kids, Watry and KG: Awesome
Next morning: Less than awesome
That is all.
July 10, 2008
Pictures! Finally!
Ali and I on the train at Bay Beach
Andrew and Grace on the train
Peter, Carla and Katie!
Kari got something in her eye so she wanted Dad to fix it on the kitchen counter.
Ethan, which is really Pete in a baby body.
Me and my cousins!
Mom flicking the geese away!
That damn otter sleeping in the log
Mom and SarahJune 18, 2008
Life in June in MSP
Everyone is leaving me. Mom left on Monday for Bulgaria, Andrew went to his friend's cabin today and Kari leaves tomorrow for Peru. Am I smelly or something? Seriously, I can shower. Just please come back and be friends with me.
Apart from my whining, things have been good with me. Busy, but good. I actually feel more busy now than I did during the school year, which seems kind of backwards to me. I have French in the morning and I work most afternoons, so I'm out the door by 8:23 (to catch my bus which when I'm on time, runs late, and when I'm late, runs early) to be at the U by 9 (the saga of the late bus has me arriving 3 minutes after my class starts... boo). Then I eat my packed lunch at the U, catch the bus to downtown St. Paul and work during the afternoon. Then I take the bus home and get back around 5:45 so I can do my French homework. The days I don't work are nice just because I have the afternoons free and I can do my homework so I can have fun at night with Kari or Andrew.
I've discovered a new favorite tv show that I knew I was going to like ahead of time, merely because of its subject matter: the BBC's Robin Hood. I am in love. Robin is smokin' hot. Not to mention the show has really good characters and plots for each episode. You'd think that the Robin Hood storyline would get old quickly, but no, it doesn't. The biggest problem now is that Andrew's going to his friend's cabin for the rest of the week so I have to wait until Sunday to watch the two new discs I just got in the mail today. He thought it was kinda cheesy at first, but pilot episodes are always a little off from the rest of the show. TV shows have to stretch their legs and they need time to move past impressing tv execs in the beginning to impressing the general audience, and sometimes that's not allowed to happen (ahem, Studio 60, I love you). Now he likes it, just like I knew he would. I also think everyone in my family would like it, so everyone in my family should watch it too. I love it and I liked it first (ha, Kari).
I'm glad to be back in the Twin Cities. I forget how much I like it here. I like the Midway but I wish I lived closer to either one of the downtowns (maybe Minneapolis because I like the light rail). I've noticed that I can't stop looking at the Minneapolis skyline. When I'm driving by, when I'm walking, whenever. I don't know what it is about it, but I like how it looks and it makes me feel like I'm here.
May 27, 2008
Long overdue update!
Well, I've successfully handed in papers, moved out of my apartment, flown home to Wisconsin, enrolled at the University of Minnesota and returned to the Twin Cities for the summer... all in the past week.
It was my great grandma's 90th birthday party this past weekend, so I was able to see my extended family for the first time since Christmas, plus we all congregated at a bar with pictures of the pope. Not too shabby, if you ask me.
I wish I could have spent more time in Green Bay, but my summer class started today so I needed to be back. My mom got a cold this weekend, so I could have stayed at home with her to cook her soup and take care of her! We went to downtown DePere for the Memorial Day parade, which was fun. Kari says she wants to be a Civil War re-enactor after seeing them in the parade. I got sunburned.
Today was my first French class since high school. It was pretty good... A lot of stuff I remembered quickly and some I didn't. I looked up my instructor in the U directory and apparently she's not even a PhD student but a Masters candidate. I don't have any problems with her teaching the course or anything, it's just a little depressing that we're at the same education level and she's teaching a class. True, it's Beginning French, but still. She's getting paid to be there and I'm the one paying her. When do I get to start teaching classes? I think I'm going to put together a syllabus on Jesus movies for a teaching opportunity through the residential colleges at Yale. Non-professors apply to teach self-made seminars at the residential colleges, so I'm going to apply for that at the beginning of the year. I'm going to work on my syllabus over the summer and get feedback from the various advisors/professors I've worked with over the years. Take that, French instructor! Just kidding. She seems cool.
I told Kari that after one day of class, I can already tell the difference between MY schools and a public state-school education. hah, it's fun pretending to be elitist. This is the third university I've been enrolled at... lots of fun.
Andrew comes home on Saturday! yay! I'm excited. I miss him.
I've passed the halfway mark for my 50 book goal. I finished Raymond Carver's What We Talk About When We Talk About Love before I left New Haven and The Dracula Dossier (soon-to-be-published) the other night. Now I'm 30 or so pages into Shakespeare's Wife by Germaine Greer, a book I've been wanting to read and one that Tessa highly recommended. Exciting. Now that I'm a U of M student, I'm going to get an ID card tomorrow so I can check books out of the library. When I told Kari, she said I was like the guy in Breakfast Club who gets a fake ID so he can vote. At least I'm not committing voter fraud.
It was my great grandma's 90th birthday party this past weekend, so I was able to see my extended family for the first time since Christmas, plus we all congregated at a bar with pictures of the pope. Not too shabby, if you ask me.
I wish I could have spent more time in Green Bay, but my summer class started today so I needed to be back. My mom got a cold this weekend, so I could have stayed at home with her to cook her soup and take care of her! We went to downtown DePere for the Memorial Day parade, which was fun. Kari says she wants to be a Civil War re-enactor after seeing them in the parade. I got sunburned.
Today was my first French class since high school. It was pretty good... A lot of stuff I remembered quickly and some I didn't. I looked up my instructor in the U directory and apparently she's not even a PhD student but a Masters candidate. I don't have any problems with her teaching the course or anything, it's just a little depressing that we're at the same education level and she's teaching a class. True, it's Beginning French, but still. She's getting paid to be there and I'm the one paying her. When do I get to start teaching classes? I think I'm going to put together a syllabus on Jesus movies for a teaching opportunity through the residential colleges at Yale. Non-professors apply to teach self-made seminars at the residential colleges, so I'm going to apply for that at the beginning of the year. I'm going to work on my syllabus over the summer and get feedback from the various advisors/professors I've worked with over the years. Take that, French instructor! Just kidding. She seems cool.
I told Kari that after one day of class, I can already tell the difference between MY schools and a public state-school education. hah, it's fun pretending to be elitist. This is the third university I've been enrolled at... lots of fun.
Andrew comes home on Saturday! yay! I'm excited. I miss him.
I've passed the halfway mark for my 50 book goal. I finished Raymond Carver's What We Talk About When We Talk About Love before I left New Haven and The Dracula Dossier (soon-to-be-published) the other night. Now I'm 30 or so pages into Shakespeare's Wife by Germaine Greer, a book I've been wanting to read and one that Tessa highly recommended. Exciting. Now that I'm a U of M student, I'm going to get an ID card tomorrow so I can check books out of the library. When I told Kari, she said I was like the guy in Breakfast Club who gets a fake ID so he can vote. At least I'm not committing voter fraud.
March 3, 2008
The subconscious of a Bacher
I've had some rather odd dreams lately, and since I've been writing them down I'm beginning to notice a trend running through them. A lot have to do with going back to high school or situations with people I knew from high school.... And now that I'm actually looking back through what I've written, a lot of them have to do with high school. In one I was a waitress and I wasn't getting orders right and I was messing up, and one of my customers was this girl I used to be friends with in high school; or East was putting on a version of a play I wrote and the director changed the whole moral of the play (it was a feminist play and he completely made it misogynistic), or even just dreams being set at high school.
I don't know what (if) my subconscious is telling me, but it's odd that so many are similar. I suppose there's some unspoken standard I have to meet and I'm afraid of meeting it or that people will judge me based on what I've done post-East. I suppose also there's a chance it's a big load of crap, because I have also dreamed that Natalie lived in a house made of Mongolian/gerbil fur and also that the patriarchy was physically inside of me and I needed to get it out.
Mom visited this weekend and it was lots of fun! We walked around downtown into a couple of shops, got some Yale gear, cuddled, watched movies, went to a little market for food and made some delicious Cuban chili with cumin and cilantro, went to the hockey game (we won, 3-0), went to the sailor bar. I told her she should quit that job and move in with her daughter. Mom, you can visit me anytime! Katie, you should visit too! Kari, you can visit too!
80 hours until I leave for Ireland!
I don't know what (if) my subconscious is telling me, but it's odd that so many are similar. I suppose there's some unspoken standard I have to meet and I'm afraid of meeting it or that people will judge me based on what I've done post-East. I suppose also there's a chance it's a big load of crap, because I have also dreamed that Natalie lived in a house made of Mongolian/gerbil fur and also that the patriarchy was physically inside of me and I needed to get it out.
Mom visited this weekend and it was lots of fun! We walked around downtown into a couple of shops, got some Yale gear, cuddled, watched movies, went to a little market for food and made some delicious Cuban chili with cumin and cilantro, went to the hockey game (we won, 3-0), went to the sailor bar. I told her she should quit that job and move in with her daughter. Mom, you can visit me anytime! Katie, you should visit too! Kari, you can visit too!
80 hours until I leave for Ireland!
February 28, 2008
MY MOM IS COMING TO VISIT!
Mom is coming to visit this weekend! It was an impromptu trip, but I'm super excited she's coming. She e-mailed me on Monday asking what I was doing this weekend, so I cleared my schedule (aka planned to watch movies a different day), she cashed in some frequent flier miles and she's landing Friday at 12:17! The last home Yale hockey game is Saturday, so a bunch of my friends are going and then we're going to hit up my new favorite sailor bar downtown. It's called Anchor Restaurant and it's got the most diverse crowd of people I've ever seen at one bar. They don't have anything on tap (the one drawback), but the half-hearted nautical theme is the best I've seen. Not to mention half the people there look like they just came back from 4 months at sea. Anyway, I'm excited to show my mom around and hang out with her! So much love lately... Kari AND Tessa in the same weekend, now my mom, and then next weekend I leave for Ireland (8 days)!
I applied for an internship at a religious publishing house in Minneapolis and I had a phone interview today. It went well, so hopefully the main person will be calling me back and interviewing me again. It's working with children's curriculum for congregations, so my background in camp counseling (especially church camp, any vacation bible school here or internationally) finally paid off. The press does both liturgical/congregational material and academic publishing, so hopefully I'll get some experience in the academic side as well. The Hebrew Bible professor here at YDS has some books published through Augsburg, so there's another interesting side to it. One of my friends adores John J. Collins (JJC, as I like to think of him), so I've been teasing him that I'll have more to talk about to JJC than he will, even though he's in one of his classes. Anyway, I'm actually very excited about the internship because it's 1. full time, 2. PAID! and 3. actually in a field I'm interested in. It's like the Holy Trinity of internships.
I applied for an internship at a religious publishing house in Minneapolis and I had a phone interview today. It went well, so hopefully the main person will be calling me back and interviewing me again. It's working with children's curriculum for congregations, so my background in camp counseling (especially church camp, any vacation bible school here or internationally) finally paid off. The press does both liturgical/congregational material and academic publishing, so hopefully I'll get some experience in the academic side as well. The Hebrew Bible professor here at YDS has some books published through Augsburg, so there's another interesting side to it. One of my friends adores John J. Collins (JJC, as I like to think of him), so I've been teasing him that I'll have more to talk about to JJC than he will, even though he's in one of his classes. Anyway, I'm actually very excited about the internship because it's 1. full time, 2. PAID! and 3. actually in a field I'm interested in. It's like the Holy Trinity of internships.
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