11-29-15
Looking for a new color for the front door. Something a shade less green and a smidge more blue. Dusty Tiffany maybe. Opinions?
11-27-15
An explanation.
This blog.
I wanted to quit it this month, last month too. I wondered if it was worth it, if anyone ever looked at it, and most importantly, if I would even want to remember this part of my life anyways.
This semester has been so very difficult for a number of reasons:
Teaching overload
Depression of a terrible magnitude
Squirt moving out
Frisbee dying
Missing my daughters
Missing my sisters
The joy left me and I felt like I'd lost myself, and so I saw my doctor.
He switched my medication and I woke up with joy and a sense of self again.
So, in contemplating yesterday, on Thanksgiving day, whether to ditch this blog, I realized that I still had joy worth remembering. Whenever I feel that joy, I will try to capture a photo to remember it by.
If you read this blog, I am sorry to have left you in the lurch for a month, and I hope you will check in on me now and then. I hope I won't go silent again. But If I do, say a prayer for Chrissy. Life can feel heavy sometimes.
This blog.
I wanted to quit it this month, last month too. I wondered if it was worth it, if anyone ever looked at it, and most importantly, if I would even want to remember this part of my life anyways.
This semester has been so very difficult for a number of reasons:
Teaching overload
Depression of a terrible magnitude
Squirt moving out
Frisbee dying
Missing my daughters
Missing my sisters
The joy left me and I felt like I'd lost myself, and so I saw my doctor.
He switched my medication and I woke up with joy and a sense of self again.
So, in contemplating yesterday, on Thanksgiving day, whether to ditch this blog, I realized that I still had joy worth remembering. Whenever I feel that joy, I will try to capture a photo to remember it by.
If you read this blog, I am sorry to have left you in the lurch for a month, and I hope you will check in on me now and then. I hope I won't go silent again. But If I do, say a prayer for Chrissy. Life can feel heavy sometimes.
11-26-15
Thanksgiving dinner with my mom, my dad, and my sisters Sta and Sakura, with Dan and Squirt, and Gwennie, and Kels and Brick.
Dessert was yummmmmmmmmmmmmm......
11-24-15
11-23-15
The mural is coming along. It was painted 10 years ago in Virginia, but was destroyed in a building renovation. My students and I are re-creating it on canvas so we can move it should our classroom move one day.
11-22-15
I finished blocking this today-- a strange shawl/scarf I made that I'm not crazy about, but will find someone to give to.
11-17-15
11-4-15
This day I drove out to a school in a neighboring county. This teacher had the most awesome looking room ever. A beautiful painted classroom with stenciled quotes, biological specimens, scientific equipment, projects on the counters... just delightful.
11-3-15
Tuesday night class. My students were investigating my curriculum and trying to build a generator. This group created the best one.
11-2-15
As we leave Scaly Mountain, I quickly take a photo of this house with a Confederate flag. There was a man on the porch earlier with a hillbilly hat and a long gray beard. What a sight, and a contrast to our cabin just up the road. But this family has a million-dollar view.
11-1-15
The mountain behind our cabin in the woods... Scaly Mountain.
We love this place and plan to return.
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