Wednesday, January 19, 2011

The Horror

There are some great works of literature which I read with bestseller, page-turning, can't-wait-to-see-what-happens-next joy; and others that I admire and respect, but from a distance.  Heart of Darkness is among the very few that fall into both categories. 

Monday, January 17, 2011

Awards Season

I just can't seem to make myself care about what happened at the Golden Globes last night.

Friday, January 14, 2011

That Old Car Smell

9yo: Mom, did you have mulch in your car?

Me: Mulch?  No, not recently.  Why?

9yo: (sniffing) Because it's funky in here.  And not with a groove.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Second Verse! Same as the First!


I got home from work today at 3:45.  By 7:30, I'd supervised homework and clarinet practice; cooked, served, and cleaned up dinner; gotten clothes and swimming gear ready for tomorrow; ordered children into the shower and ordered them back out; and various and sundry other very useful and productive things.  I'm just sitting on the couch now, finished for the day at the delightfully early hour of 8 PM.   That's all over soon, though.  One week from today, I'm back on the proverbial chain gang. 

I write about school all the time, but only in the immediate concrete sense, not in the abstract.  I don't think much about why I feel compelled to continue with this, so I don't write about my motivations, only about the process.  That alone has sustained my spotty blogging career for three years.  I'll miss the leisurely pace of life that I plan to enjoy to the fullest for the rest of this week, but at least I'll have something new to write about.  Aren't you lucky?

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Two Thumbs Way Up

I can forgive Kate Hudson every crappy movie she's ever made for the sake of "Almost Famous". 

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Post-Christmas Vacation (involuntary)

My 6-year-old and 9-year-old were surprisingly cheerful all day today.  Christmas vacation ends today and school resumes tomorrow.  Even at 9, I remember feeling deep gloom on the last day of Christmas vacation.  What's good about the end of Christmas vacation?  No more presents, no more cookies, no more late nights (I'm pretty indulgent during vacations re bedtime), AND you're going back to the same grade, the same teacher, the same stinky long division and "Word Wall" words. 

They're in bed now, and I'm sitting on the couch watching "The Invention of Lying".  Very interesting movie.  I'm not working tomorrow, having had my work hours cut.  I'm still at the same job, but the company has had to make some adjustments, and if a temporary cut in hours will save me or anyone else from a layoff, then it's OK with me.  I'm better when I'm underemployed, anyway.  The job was part-time when I accepted it in September of 2009 and what with scope creep and my apparent awesomeness, the job grew in multiple directions, and I was working nearly full-time.  So I'm more relieved than worried at this point (worry is sure to follow.  I am me, after all).   If things don't recover, then I'll be an unemployed recruiter/technical writer.  Meanwhile, I just downloaded a "Mr. Blue Sky" ringtone for my phone.  Me and the Man in the Sky are going to look at the bright side.  At least I don't have to go to school tomorrow.

Saturday, January 1, 2011


Does anyone even believe me anymore when I say "I'm back!"?  I'm going to return to blogging in a desultory and gradual fashion, so that by March or so, I might be posting regularly again. Happy New Year!