Monday, March 17, 2008

More on time...

St. Patrick's Day... in 1984 I was in Chicago celebrating my heritage with my Uncle Jim and his family. I had just returned from my friend Cindy's wedding in Minneapolis, and made a stopover on my way back to the Detroit area. Uncle Jim died three years ago, now. (Cindy is largely responsible for the blog... I saw hers and thought if she can find time to write and learn the lingo and technology with 11 kids etc, what IS my real excuse?)

Back then, I was little more than a year shy of my teaching degree and ready to be a "grown up" sort of, although I still have copies of Cindy and I at the laundry mat before her wedding. (I was inside the dryer.)

Now, I have been teaching at the same school (my journal at the time predicted I'd be 10 years and on to a writing career) in varioius grades. Although, the school and it's neighborhood has changed around me so that it really doesn't feel like the same place. I am a grown up, I have purchased a house on my own, before marrying, and purchased another with my husband. I have three very wonderful, very different from each other children.

Funnily, I don't feel "that" different. I was talking about this with my mom, she turned 68 on Friday. She said she doesn't feel "that' different either.

Time is a precious, strange thing.

Friday, March 14, 2008

It's about time

Been thinking about starting a "blog of my own" for a while. We'll see if I can keep it up, and figure out how to add photos, etc.

I am incredibly busy, but think this may be a good way to keep in touch with some folks, and hone my writing skills at the same time.

Calling it "the teachable moment" talks to parenthood, my profession, and the fact that I'm always learning myself.

Well, I've set it up, named it and posted on it not bad for 11:45 on the Friday of "Spring ahead" week. Seems like the longest week in history. Being a night owl, I have had a lot of trouble falling asleep before 12:30 all week long. That 5:45am alarm sure seemed earlier than ever. Even my mom said, "your eyes look really tired" on Wednesday evening. At that time (7:30pm) I probably could have fallen asleep, but there was still homework to oversee, lunches to be packed (or again oversee) and general house clean up. Then I was awake again by the time I got to bed.

Good night.