When fishing wait for the big one

It's not that I haven't wanted to post.  Or had given up on my on creation.  It's never that.  I had to wait.  For the perfect posting.  The kind that pops up on facebook every once and a while.  The where I've been post.  I'm amazed that facebook has become so pervasive in our world.  People who have facebooks sometimes surprise me.  Generally, hippies.  Hippies already are highly amusing.  And hippies on facebook are the best.  I still operate under the belief that hippies rejected technology.  I understand that is a totally false belief.  But still, it seems accurate that if you love fringe and long hair. You might not love the internet.  Or know how to turn on a computer.  Clearly, I'm dead wrong.  Why?  Because tons of hippies use facebook.  Or crunchy people or naturalists.  Whatever.

I'm trying to protect the innocent....

Recent Status update:Hey everybody, I'm home safe and sound. If you didn't know I've been in the woods on life centering orientation for school for the past three weeks. Sorry if you were unaware and thought I was being my typical out of touch person. But I'm back so holler at yo boy.

I love the mixture of total bizarro hippy ritual with hip hop lingo.  It's a nice mash up of two popular 

styles among certain types guys.  But lame facebook.  You don't work in the woods.  They say that 

facebook effects study habits.  I read an article somewhere about some chick who was blaming her 

face book addiction for failing a class.  I guess our friend didn't want to be distracted from life 

centering by seeing who had liked his last post.  But thank god he has a platform to the let the world 

know.  I am Centered for Life!  Ready to take on school.  And all that jazz.  Hilarious.  Thanks news  

feed.  Somedays you really bring it for me.  

I'm not ready to address the recent face book changes.  All I know is the site doesn't work on google 

chrome anymore.  So deleting my page becomes even more tempting.  Til then...a la prochaine!

  

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Keep reinventing yourself

I vacillate between philosophies about people and their ability to change.  Sometimes I think people can change and become someone completely different.  Other times I'm inclined to believe that no one changes ever.  Perhaps that's why people talk about reinventing themselves.

  Adapt.  Even adaptations take generations to occur.  Let's wax philosophique about this all day.  Lately I've been noticing an adaptation or change on my facebook newsfeed.  Sign into facebook and some people are letting me peek into their early morning sunday thoughts.  Scroll down and inevitably I find out about someone's recent engagement or wedding or first child....or second.  Yikes!  I'm happy for everyone.  But what is going on?  I know it's the age.  But really?  It seems excessive.  Probably because most of those things are outside my realm of experience right now.  And I'm not unhappy.  In fact, I'm very happy.  But I sign on facebook start perusing my newsfeed and bam...feelings of inadequacy start to creep in.

  So....this blog is long neglected.  I never got a real purpose.  And I refuse to write too much about myself.  That's too scary.  Therefore, the next several entries of my little piece of the internet is going to be geared towards all the things I'd never know about (and probably wouldn't care to know about) if not for facebook.  All the while posing the underlying question.  Do I delete my account?  


  I'll keep it anonymous to protect the innocent.  But for now.  Rest my friends, from all that you labor.  On this final holiday of summer.  A la prochaine! 

Summer? What Summer?

Fans...if you even still exist.  At this point it has become obvious I am not a blogger.  I have witticisms.  I have thoughts.  Joys.  Theories.  Lovely brain nuggets to share with the world.  But mostly they stay in my head.  Or I recite them to myself in the car as I drive to or from work.  Since I live my life in school years.  September is my January...or more appropriately late August.  The 23rd to be exact is my January 1st.

  It's taken six years of teaching for me to realize that late August-November can be the hardest part of my year.  August is my January.  Fresh start.  New beginnings.  Accompanied by total chaos.  Did I mention I love tweens.  I read an article tonight about a shirt JC Penny's just yanked off the shelves that said, "I'm to pretty to do my homework so my brother does it for me"  or something to that effect.  Clearly the shirt was geared towards the tweens.  Possibly the MOST impressionable age group.  Actually, I most work with the newly minted teens.  Just barely 13 year olds with a smattering of 14 year olds.  Today as I paused to catch my breath in the 2nd week of school I thought of this song.

No more promises fans.  But I will try to keep this webspace FRESH.  My summer was good.  How about you?  Did you do what you set out to do?  I'm missing 4 wisdom teeth but I don't feel much dumber.

A la prochaine!

Summer Solstice

Yesterday was the summer solstice.  It was also about a month since I updated the ole internet writing space.  My own personal web log stardate 2011 22 July...or something like that.

But fans, I am moved to post because I am mad.  At the internet and the people who use it to hide.  Or be passive aggressive.  Or in lieu of any type of human interaction.  I don't want to expound on all these thoughts of my mind grapes right now.  But I do think it's ReeeDICKulous what people feel the need to comment about and post on the internet.  Granted you may ask...what about you? 

I've tried being cyberfashioned for over a year now.  My updates are regular.  My observations aren't always spot on.  It's because some things I actually do the old fashioned way.  Like talk to people when I have a problem.  Resolve conflicts without being passive aggressive and posting about it on the internet. 

I can't really delve into anymore details then I'm just as bad as the people who do that kind of stuff in the first place.  But if I'm ever face to face with someone like that again I will say:  "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father...PREPARE TO DIE".

A la prochaine!

Followthrough

I was lamenting recently...because I do that a lot.  Lament.  About the state of our nation.  HA.  No.  I was lamenting about the lack of follow through at my current job.  Well, I don't want to lay all the blame on my current position.  I think the education world overall suffers from a lack of follow through.  I mean HEY, they even wrote a cliche about it.  "Easier said that done."  And gosh isn't that true.  People in education like to talk a lot.  I mean duh.  Teachers talk.  It's part of the learning process.  I like to put some motion into my talking.  Which is sort of like FOLLOW THROUGH.  Then my energetic friend reminded me that somebody even wrote a song about it.

                                                         See!  Hear!!

While I don't love that song.  I do love it's message.  Which brings me to my next rant about the beloved SouthWORST airlines.  If you're an avid fan of the my cyber musings you may recall the April Vacation debacle that was put in motion by my delayed SouthWORST flight.  Luckily, (or so I thought) my ticket was fully refunded.  I just had to wait 4 weeks for the credit to my bank account.  As I'm sure you can imagine fans that time has passed.  And still no money.  Why?  No follow through. 
  Yesterday I called the SouthWORST customer helpline and they had no record of my refund.  They could see that I hadn't taken the flight and that it had been delayed over two hours.  But no money.  Now I have to go through a completely different channel to resubmit my refund.  Fantastic. 

  Last night I wrote most of this post and it got deleted.  Today...because I want to emulate the power of follow through.  Finish what I started and keep tabs on it until completion.  I could write an entire script based on what my students say while I listen to them talk.  But alas, I must attend to other things.  More updates soon!

A la prochaine!

LIVE TO TELL

Update for the win!!  I realize I've stopped answering my blog prompts BUT I think now that I'm in the up swing of regular updates I can find my own life prompts to tantalize and entertain you.  That being said.  I celebrated my birthday on Saturday.  And I learned something, Saturday Birthdays are the best!!  I'll have to wait 6 maybe 7 years until it happens again.  By that time...who knows if I'll even remember writing this blog post.  Maybe in six/seven years it will be a delightful surprise as it was this past weekend.  The main reason I like having a saturday birthday is that I get to chillax.  No rush.  And I pretty much could do whatever I wanted.  Really that means. NO WORK!!  Inappropriate punctuation.  It's. the future; friends.

I made a comment a few weeks ago to my mom.  Saying something dumb like, "I can't believe I lasted this long".  This caused her to call me several days later and ask me what I meant by that comment.  I wanted to be like DUH MOM.  I thought I might not make it.  I'm still not convinced.  But I tell you what blogosphere.  I love every moment I've got.  Even the crazy ones.  Or the dark ones.  Or the annoying ones.

On my birthday I went to see the new Werner Herzog movie, Cave of Forgotten Dreams, about the Chavet cave where they found cave paintings from 30,000 years ago or some.  It was a thinking piece and gave me several points to ponder on my day of birth.  What persists beyond on humanity?  I'm not even sure that question makes sense.  But I think the answer is:  several things.  Onwards and upwards....more to tell later.

A la prochaine!  

Room 1 is the Command Center

Fans!  I'm here.  Alive and well updating my blog without two weeks passing.  What can I say, I was moved.  Mostly because it's protest week.  I wrote a little bit about it.  (Please see previous entry) Today was the Mall grade in.  It got written up on a local online new magazine, San Leandro Patch  and the article does more justice to the situation than I ever could.  Even though the cops coming really wasn't a big deal at all.  Mostly we just sat there and amazing I got some work done.  I think I might go grade at the food court more often....not.  See that, consistently trying to bring that back.  Across all environments people.  AAE.

Today my brother told me the bassist from TV on the Radio died.  My condolences.  For some reason the news made me feel very sad.  It also made me listen to their new album which is really awesome.  I recommend their movie that's kinda based on their album.  It makes me think lots of deep birthday thoughts.  This year my birthday falls on the same day as the day I was born.  It also made me feel really sad.  I can't imagine what it would be like to create something with someone and then have that person pass away.  It moved me fans.  Cray-cray.  But yeah, go check out Nine Types Artmusicmovie.  Also, this song that I'm going to post on the blog is fantastish.  I've been listening to this bands other albums a lot lately and what can I say.  I like it.  I recommend it.  Enjoy!

Is the Hangover 2 going to be funny?  I kept thinking they were in Tijuana but now I realize they are in Bangkok.  That's another awesome song!  One Night in Bangkok from the Chess soundtrack.  Someone please help me before I lose my mind completely.  It's fun to be a little nuts but I don't want to actually lose my mind!  

Tomorrow is Thank your teaching Allies day!  I want to say a hearty thank you to anyone who is not a teacher but knows a teacher, supports teachers, supporters kids, works with kids, supports schools, believes in public education.  You are appreciated and we couldn't do it without you.  Today my kiddos and I planted about 25 baby spider plants into Dixie cups that we painted.  I realized my students are in fact much smarter than I am.  I had them planting and then painting.  They taught ME it should be painting...letting it dry....and then planting.  My multitasking has reached incurable heights.And on that note...it's time for me to rest up.  A la prochaine!  

Forgotten Promises

I thought about updating my blog several times this week.  Somehow I never made it happen.  I've been writing every morning but those are not blog thoughts.  I know in order to maintain my fans I have to update my blog thoughts on a fairly regular basis.  But a weekly update isn't too bad.  I think my personal goal will be to never go longer than one week.  You know without updating. 

  Plus I'm so far behind on my blog prompts at this point I'll never run out of stuff to answer.  Either way I'm chipping away at my goal.  Keeping things on here fresh and international!  Bring the people what they don't even realize they need.  Yesterday I won 8 dollars and 75 cents at the Kentucky Derby.  I channeled a winning bet and went with Nehro for a Place.  Which actually happened.  The only problem: I only bet two dollars.  I should have been more sure of myself and I might have had a bundle of cashOLA.  That being said, betting really isn't my thing.  I understand very little of what I'm doing and only win money occasionally.  I'd give anything to be a card shark though...or a pool shark.  Oh yeah.  I fantasize about being a ringer.  Also, Derby hats are hilarious!  For example,  

  

                                               

And Derby Pie--something I'd never tasted, DELICIOUS!!!  It tastes like a giant chocolate chip cookie with pecans and a pie crust.  This photo is an accurate representation of the pie I ate--minus the whip cream.  It appears to be fairly easy to make.  Another tasty item at the Derby party was Bourbon punch.  I'm not much of a bourbon drinker but the punch was yummy and had a nice kick at the finish.  

  Today is MOTHER's DAY!  God bless all mothers.  The thing is I love my mom everyday.  It would have been nice to make my mom a good meal tonight.  Or bring her flowers.  Unfortunately she lives pretty far away.  People on facebook were doing all kinds of things to commemorate mothers.  Changing profile pictures, posting touching status updates.  Since I was far away from my mother today I decided to do lots of things that would make her proud.  I ate a good breakfast.  Wore my sweater when it got a little chilly.  Took a walk and got some exercise.  Didn't watch too much TV.  Took my vitamins.  Cleaned up my apartment.  Now I'm updating my blog...which if my mom knew about she would probably remind me to do that as well.  

Oh Sunday night at 10:30pm.  You're always hear.  Waiting for me.  It probably doesn't help that I took a nap from 3pm-6pm (blame it on the all-all-allergies).  Now comes the witching hour where I justify not even touching all the work I brought home.  Negotiate why I haven't even started doing my laundry.  It's going to be fun finding an outfit to wear tomorrow.  My most fashion forward outfits are born out of having no clean clothes. 

Monday is the beginning of the California State of Emergency.  

    It's a week long sort of protest thing about the state of Education in California.  I'm going to be posting stuff about it on face book tomorrow, just to get the info out of my social media crews.  Monday is call your Legislator Day.  Tuesday is a Mall Grade In at local malls across the state.  We're flash mobbing the Food Court baby!  Wednesday is all about showing appreciation for the other unions and non-teachers who support teachers and Education, like administrators, office ladies, custodians, instructional aides, bus drivers.  Thursday is more information giving, handing out fliers and making signs because Friday the 13th (duh nuh nuh) is the March in San Francisco.  I'm going all in for this one.  I figure the only way to experience it is to go for the gusto.  There are some Union members who are occupying state buildings in Sacremento.  If you're really interested read more here:  Teacherprotest  some of the comments after the article are nuts!  People have such strong opinions.  

And on that note, I should be going to bed.  A la prochaine! 

That's my MAMA!!!!

          

Mind grapes

I'm trying to become unstuck blogosphere.  In the Winter months I tend to dig my heels in and settle in.  Once I get to the end of February I start to get a little restless and by mid April I'm in full swing of Spring fertile green awesomeness.  Something about this year is a little different.  I don't know if it's having my Spring Break turned around or the grueling pace of the school year.  But here I find myself on May 1st.  MayDay!  And holy crap it's half-way through Spring.  Today was gorgeous, and except for the fact that my allergies were kicking.  I did all sorts of warm weather things, walk casually through the Farmer's Market, go get cheap gas in the next town.  I even bought a Spring dress.  I'm wearing it to a Kentucky Derby party next weekend, in case you were wondering, fans.  Later on I made a delicious lemon curd pie!  It's a little runny but it tasted really great.  And I had an awesome pie helper who told me I was a hero for making such a good pie.  Tomorrow I start a Walking contest with my school.  My team, the Weary Wolves, are trying to take it by storm.

So yeah, at some point yesterday I remembered I hadn't updated my blog.  Even though every time I think about updating I think...Didn't I just do that?  From now on I only write my thoughts' thoughts in Italics.  Cause really, when you think about it this whole thing is a type of inner monologue.  So, the italics indicates inner inner monologue.  Tangent over.  I was going to update my blog tonight, which I am doing, write an IEP and catch up on other work related things.  Then, I found out the media was announcing that Osama Bin Laden had been killed.  And now, now I've got a lot on my mind grapes.  I don't know what to think and I'm not really prepared to write about it here.  But, I'm slightly hesitant.  Not as paranoid as my sister but unwilling to whole heartedly believe anything is true.  The deepness is killing me.

Segue to today's question:  What is/was your favorite subject in school? It's hard for me to say but my favorite class in high school was Humanities which was an interdisciplinary class that only Seniors could take.  It was the art, history, english, music mega combo.  But yeah, all those subjects were my favorite and I always loved music.  In fact, I'm going to post some more music on this.  I fell in love with this song a couple months ago.  Then I heard it on the radio two mornings ago.  I think the album is being released soon and yay!  It feels right tonight blogosphere.   

A la prochaine!

This games is waaay closer than it needs to be...

Well, I had to take the weekend off because my family was in town.  More specifically my parents.  Who are hilarious.  My mom lost her sweater.  She wore it yesterday hung it up last night and when she went to pack today she couldn't find it anywhere.  I think it jumped ship and wanted to stay in California.  There are lots of funny stories to tell about my parents.  The best one involves me having to park and repark my car because my father claimed it was too far from the curb.  Then while I'm backing up for about the 4th time my mother decides to open the back door (you know so she can check how far away I am from the curb).  Which to me sounds like I'm crunching the bumper of the car behind me.  This causes me to slam on the breaks.  Or the fact that it literally takes 45 minutes for my parents to get ANYWHERE.  Luckily I have inherited their timeliness so it doesn't bother me too much.  Still.  Still.

Today's Question:  What do you do while waiting in line?  Answer:  Get really frustrated!  Sometimes I play with my un-smart phone.  But then I feel guilty about occupying the "me-time" of waiting on line with text messagings that end up costing me money.  I dislike waiting in line.  Just like I dislike getting stuck in traffic.  I have a lot of patience that gets used up in my job.  It can't seem to find a way to maintain patience for other things in my life...like waiting in line.


This is the inner monologue that exists while I wait in line:  "It's not a big deal.  It's just a line.  Everyone else is waiting.  Let's see if I can find someone's conversation to eaves drop on...is that guy looking at me?  Maybe he thinks I'm staring at him because I'm waiting in line with nothing to do.  He is kind of cute though.  I'll just look away now though so he doesn't think I'm creepy.  This line hasn't moved yet.  I will probably have to wait on this line until the end of time.  I can't get mad about this.  It's just waiting in line.  The conversation going on behind me is ridiculous.  I really want to turn around and say something.  I shouldn't do that but I want to.  When was the last time I cleaned my oven?  Do I even know how to clean an oven?  Did that woman just cut the line?"  And so it goes.  Since I've been lacking with the posts lately here are some other things I think about connected to waiting in line.

A la prochaine! 

Donuts make me GO NUTS!

Today's Question:  What qualities do you look for in a role model?

  Well blogosphere, I am a role model.  Mostly because of my job.  I have all these kiddos I interact with everyday and regardless of how I feel about it or what I want.  They look up to me.  And I really hate it when people (cough cough ADULTS) especially famous people say: "I'm not a role model." or "I never asked to be a role model."  Well duh--it's not really something people go around asking.  It just sort of happens.  And I'm egotistical enough to be flattered when people think of me as a role model. 

  For myself personally, I'm currently looking for a role model.  I try to look up to people in the education world, especially people who are creating change and making a difference.  Also, I have so much respect for people who do what they say, or as the cliche says, people who can talk the talk AND walk the walk.  Honesty is another quality that I value in people.  And a great sense of humor.  Someone who can listen and actually understand a point of view besides their own.  Now I feel like I'm writing a personal ad.  That's my own blog prompt....Can you date your role model?  Think about it.

 In the real world I got a flat tire last night.  My second one in my first three years of car ownership.  Not too bad.  But I had to put the donut on my car.  And I keep referring to it as a donut and everyone out here in the land of fruits and nuts looks at my like I'm crazy.  California feels like a different country sometimes.  Scratch that...all the time.  But it's Friday and almost Easter and my parents are visiting.  So a la prochaine!

Today's question:  What is your favorite song and why?

News from the home front:  the things that I was dreading magically turned out to be not that bad.  Not that bad.  Quite a relief!  But today was a marathon not a sprint and I need to put this computer away and celebrate the holiday.  

But while I have many favorite songs.  This one continues to be one of my most favorites.  I've loved it since the first time I heard it when I was fifteen.  And just this past week I had a glorious hiking experience that reminded me how much I love this song.  And living near the ocean.  More a la prochaine my fans!

I promise!!

It's 9:45am and it's Tuesday at 3pm today it will still be Tuesday...

...and it was!!!!!  How come the vacation goes so fast and the work week goes so slow?


Today's question:  What are you dreading?


  Very interesting.  I am dreading something right now.  It's 10:21pm and I've been writing my 3rd to last IEP for the past two hours.  Granted, I'm also watching Forgetting Sarah Marshall but basically I've lost all initiative to complete the paper work portion on my job.  I try to keep it to the funny work anecdotes on the ole blogO but tonight and today and tomorrow I am dreading my next IEP meeting.  
  In this internet age we no longer talk to each other.  Instead we email, twitter, facebook, blah blah blah.  So I had an email etiquette issue with a colleague two weeks ago and tomorrow I have to go to a meeting with her.  On top of that this student is super fragile and has some very real health problems and everything else surrounding it is questionable.  I really can't say anything else about it.  I've read too many crazy news stories to write anything else that might get myself in trouble.  BUT...if that does entice you for more please feel free to contact me.  And also NEEDLESS TO SAY....I'm DREADING IT.


I love doing my google image search and THIS is dread.  







Nope.  In my book, this is dread:





I need to grow my fan base.  Pass on my blog to a friend today.  I want a piece of me inside of them...ok a la prochaine!

Inch by Inch and Row by Row

Today's Question:  If you could have a tree in your yard that would sprout anything, what type of tree would you have?


  Well clearly I've never kept any goals in my life.  Well that isn't really true.  I make and meet several of my professional goals.  Well, most of the time.  But I refuse to give up.  Even if I skip a couple days.  Today was my first day back from vacation.  And though I tried to maintain my relaxation mode by about 10AM I had put up a line of blue tape visually marking the space bubble I needed.  So yeah.  I needed some serious deep breathes.  




I'm not going with the obvious answer on today's question.  If there was a tree in my yard I would want it to sprout colored feathers to decorate my house.  But that would probably get really messy.  It would also just love a tree that sprouted grapefruits.  Then I could squeeze them and make grapefruit juice.  Then if I had a champagne factory I could make delicious greyhounds for myself and my friends every once and a while.  It would be awesome to have a money tree.  But no matter which way I envision it, that story ends badly!  It would be awesome to have a tree that sprouted plane tickets!  Or sprouted some mode of transportation back to the East coast that was efficient.  That's the tree I'm really wanting for most of the time.  


It's Monday night which means it's sausage time.  My friend dj's at a Sausage bar not to far from my house and sometimes the best pick-you-up is a truffle sausage and/or a beer.  What if I go there tonight and Peter Dinklage is there?  I totally have the hots for him.  And seeing him as a studly-whoring Prince in Game of Thrones really wet me whistle!

    
                                                                 YUMZ!


Ok, there are playoffs to watch and work to avoid doing!  A la prochaine!

NBA playoffs and the seasons change

Today's question:  Who's the oldest living person in your family? How much do you know about him or her?


  Well, I know that I promised a double entry yesterday but after one brewery and three wineries napping was all I could handle.  I took a nice day trip up to Sonoma yesterday.  Lots of laughs and lush vistas.  It's pretty fancy up there but lucky my rag tag crew wasn't turned away.  We did cause a little scene at the brewery but we weren't anything like these people.  Who I think were gypsies waiting to steal our identities. 


I have no idea who the oldest living person in my family is.  A guess would be my great aunt Elanor.  My grandfather's sister.  He passed away about 8 years ago but she is still alive and doing the do in Seattle, Washington.  Interesting because I have a cousin who lives there and recently emailed me about coming to visit.  Could this be another sign?  There have been a lot of signs this week during the staycation.  I can't believe it's almost over. 


All things spring are in effect.  The end of March mayhem and Madness.  The beginning of NBA playoffs and finally day upon day of sunshine in the West.  It's still not that warm but at least the gray clouds have moved on.  And while the West may have very few good basketball teams I stay true to my homestead and say Go Celtics!  


Well blogosphere it's a beautiful day and I'm a guilty white person.  Gotta go spend time outside.


A la prochaine.   

Day Three--I'm out

Today's Question:  What is something you always have with you?

Dang blogosphere!  I only made it two days?  Really... everyone's allowed a do over right?  Also, I'm on vacation so time and space are combining as one and I wish today was Thursday.  That's probably the only week you'll here me say that.

Today's challenege question is an easy one.  One thing I always have with me is my glasses.  I've considered getting contacts for the better part of five years but I haven't done it yet.  I can't function outside my house without my glasses.  I can't function very well in my house without them either.  Sometimes I get in the shower and in my brain I'm like: Wow, I can see so well today.  Then I realize I'm still wearing my glasses.

When I put glasses over my own glasses I call it "glasses-glasses. Don't judge".                                                               

Today I'm continuing to press as much fun as I can out of my staycation.  Maybe I'll make up for yesterday and post another entry later today.  Obviously I need to have a stricter regime.  

Large Marge and other images that may shock and frighten you!

Today's Question:  What is the scariest thing you've ever done?

  I'll be honest blogosphere fans/friends/readers/  I enjoy writing to you as if there are masses of people reading this blog.  I figure if somebody happens to stumble across this randomly they might think it's the most pretentious blog written by a person who thinks very highly of themselves.  At least that's what I'm hoping.  My adoring public...you know not that I exist.  But as usual I digress.  So yesterday was my big vacation travel let down.  I know it happens all the time.  Plans changes, planes break down, your train is late, the bus gets re-routed.  But it never happened to ME!  Well, actually, that's not true.  I've just never gone to the airport and left again within a 20 minute time frame.  I'm also remembering that I haven't done anything for Spring break since I moved out here.  One year my friend Victoire came out to visit me and last year I'm pretty sure I did the big ole nothing.  I locked my keys in my car.  Thereby ensuring I had a true staycation.  This year my staycation is imposed by my no longer such good friends at Southworst.  I will continue to trash their airline until I decide I'm broke enough to splurge on their cheap airfares again.
   All of these are interesting tidbits but none of them describe the scariest thing I've ever done.  I've done a couple scary things.  The most obvious to me right now is deciding to pick up and move to California three years ago.  Not only am I far away from everything and everyone I know; I can't even blame it on somebody else.  It was my own decision.  It didn't seem scary at the time but compared to everything else "scary" I've done...goin on the caves field trip in 8th grade.  That was definitely scary...maybe more claustrophobic but it freaked me out a lot.  Ropes courses...also pretty scary to me.  I have a pretty low center of gravity (BIG WINK) and I don't really like putting on harness and trying to scale tree trunks.  Living in a foreign country.  That was scary too.  But now, it doesn't seem that scary at all.

  In fact, even living in California didn't seem scary when I decided to do it.  It seemed fun and easy and a good change of pace.  Only in retrospect do I realize how F*ing scary it was.  Especially when I try to go places for vacation and I can't get there!  Then I read today's blog prompt and I realize. WOW.  The scariest thing I've ever done is something I continue to live with every single day.  But isn't that what makes it scary? 

And on that note.  Another day, another blog entry.  I'm 2 for 2.  Thanks Natarie for the pinch hitting reminder! 

Oh yeah and when I was a kid I couldn't sleep without the light on for like almost an entire year because I watched Pee-Wee's Great Adventure and Large Marge scared the SHIT out of me.  Seriously, ask my mom.  She suffered through it just as much as I did. 

NaBloPoMo National Blog Posting Month

Today's question:  Who do you miss?

I found this on the internets when I was trying to give my blog a facelift.  I've recently come into a bunch of free time at home that I didn't expect.  After a day of travel let downs that I'll discuss in a minute I'm finally hunkered down at home.   Spending some serious time with my couch and catching friends up on what happened to me today that I checked up on my friend's blog BestBlog : Life Belongs to the Energetic.  She's been doing a 30 day blog challenge and actually sticking to it.  Since I'm so terrible about updating my blog I decided that I would take a page from her and re-re-re-dedicate my self for updating and maintaining this tiny little spot of cyber space.
  While I was looking for ways to jump start my writing process I stumbled across the NaBloPoMo website.  A total fluke but super nerdy and definitely hilarious.  And I decided to take the Blog Month challenge.  Feel free to severely verbally lash me if I can't see this one through.  There are two reasons this is going to work. 1) I am committed.  2) My wonderful exciting trip to DC for Spring Break was unexpectedly canceled thanks to the loving employees of Southwest.  From here forward known as Southworst.
  Today's experience answers the question.  I miss a lot of things.  My friends who live far away from me and my family.  I made a decision to move across the country three years ago and I do not regret it for a second.  Still, on days like today when the stupidness of air travel ruins my plans I fully realize and feel how far away I am from most of the people I know and love.  Overall, thinking about people I miss makes me understand the fragility of life.  
  At the same time I'm still on vacation and some deep deep relaxation must occur.  I want to get a seaweed wrap and have small midgets walk up and down my back.  On that note...more tomorrow.