I know, I know: except for these What I'm Into posts and the random book review, I haven't been on here much. It's been heartbreaking to know that I have to put my writing on hold to focus on my responsibilities, but my time will come. At least I hope it will. Here's why my time hasn't come yet:
So Much Work
What with Super-Committee! duties, meetings (all the meetings!), an additional class thrown into the mix mid-semester, and presenting at a teacher's conference in Tucson, October was my month of 60/70+ hour workweeks. Plus, I've added a few editing/writing gigs to help supplement our income.
|I'm teaching teachers how to teach|
A Processional of Brides-to-Be
For every Saturday in October that I was not at a conference, I was at a bridal shower. I didn't roll my eyes once at any of the games, namely because my friends are classy. Exhibit A:
|With the lovely and beautiful Brianna, who is now a Mrs.|
Dressing Up is Fun to Do
In 1994, when I was 17, I stopped celebrating Halloween--even though I'd always loved dressing up--because of that video Halloween: Trick or Treat? (Don't judge.). Even though I hadn't become a Christian yet, I took to heart the commentary about the "holiday" having roots in paganism, with annual sacrifices that take place even to this day. On principle--for the babies and the kitties--I hadn't "celebrated" it since. But this year, perhaps it's because it's been my year of stepping out of fear and away from legalism, I decided to "celebrate" with my church family, in costumes that were sweet, without regard to what Satan has tried to do to manipulate and control people. We're free, and this is how we showed it:
|The girls went as faerie princess butterflies who love Hello Kitty|
|Nicole and Jon went as a deer and hunter|
|Here, in the sequel to Mary Poppins, Mary and Bert |
discover how far a spoon full of sugar can go.
|The adult after party|
|Some of my students did this at a campus event. |
Greg, the girls, and I joined in.
I got professional development points.
Escapes to the MoviesGravity :: Greg kidnapped me from a 14-hour workday during a 2-hour break, so we could watch Sandra Bullock and George Clooney flirt in outer space. There's a scene in which Bullock's character tries to pray but admits that she had never learned how. It was heartbreaking and fully-alive, all at once. I loved this movie for its brave acknowledgement of humanity, of the unknown, of leaving everything out except the mysterious ache of wondering if the protagonist will survive.
Captain Phillips :: Late one night after a Prism planning meeting (WOO!), Nicole and I dodged across the street to catch this movie in plush seats with a waitress at our service. This movie's moment came because of Tom Hanks. This man is freaking genius. He played Forrest Gump twenty years ago. He starred in Joe Versus the Volcano, for crying out loud. But here's the thing about Hanks: when I watch him, I'm not seeing him but his characters. With Julia Roberts, whom I adore, I only see Julia Roberts, but with Hanks? I meet the character he embodies. In Phillips, Hanks portrays shock with a depth of visual and emotional accuracy that should be taught in film schools.
Starbuck :: On Netflix. The plot: a young man in the late eighties donates a ton of sperm to a particular bank. Twenty years later he discovers he's fathered over 500 children, a fifth of whom want to meet him. Hilarity and poignancy ensue.
If I watched anything else, chances are it was merely to decompress, and I likely fell asleep during it, so I don't remember the rest.
Etcetera, Etcetera, Etcetera
I'm still holding onto One Hundred Years of Solitude (Garcia-Marquez) as my longstanding read, but mostly I read essays. When I do, I've been listening to Adele on Spotify. There's something about her voice that allows me to block out the office noise and still tune into grading. If I'm not listening to Adele through my office ear buds, it's All Sons and Daughters.
What have you been into? Do tell or, better yet, do what I've done:
I'm linking up with Leigh et al. again.