on my mind.
these song lyrics:
i came for you, for you, I came for you
but you did not need my urgency
i came for you, for you, I came for you
but your life was one long emergency…”
— The Format, “For You”.
monday morning ughpdate.
– is anyone else overwhelmed when they look at the list of things to do in the next week?
– each monday morning i take out my little notebook and i write out my schedule for the week – when are classes, appointments, dinners, etc. when are my “open” times (or, as in this case, where are they NOT) etc. i then make a list of all the things that need to get done, sorted into sub-lists (i’m nerdin’ out on you, for sure now) of type – school-related things, house-related things, miscellaneous things. then i plug stuff in. does my week actually resemble this schedule when all is said and done? not usually. this accomplishes a few things: one, it makes me feel better. that should one and two, because me feeling better is the chief goal, no? 🙂 it also puts everything on one piece of paper, folded into quarters, that i can keep in my pocket, wallet, etc. and i get the satisfaction of crossing things off, just by showing up to them. class? check. sleeping? check. how accomplished do i feel.
– i accidentally put too much salad dressing on my salad, and it wasn’t even that much. i was underestimating.
– my mom made me oatmeal this morning, and my dad made extra salad for me to take for lunch. if you must live with parents again in order to finish school at 27, these are the parents to have.
– valentine’s day was lovely. i got a homemade valentine which made me laugh, an entire day of food and movies with the boy, and tea/martinis (teanis?) with the lovely julie, meg and sarah. it was an entire spread of sandwiches with the crust cut off, english breakfast tea, scones, chocolate dipped strawberries, and some good company. photos to come.
– i bought a cheap grey shirt that i now happen to love, and i’m so tempted to get one in every color. i doubt that’s a really good idea. but when did that stop me before?
– i hate having to call and make appointments for things. hate hate hate hate. i just really dislike the process of getting on the phone, except with a few people. it’s always been this way, even before the internet machine.
– i want to go to greece now. thanks, cousin heather.
– i am very pleased when i pack enough snacks for school, like i did today. or really, enough snacks for any occasion. i like it when i plan things well and they work. that doesn’t happen to me often.
– i have to craft an 8-page personal philosophy on teaching, incorporating my sources of that philosophy and how i would actually display this in a classroom. i’ve been having teaching dreams the last week. what would help me right now is to sit down with my old friends who happen to live in illinois over drinks, knitting, snacks, or something, and talk this out for about 3 hours.
have a lovely week 🙂
valentine’s slay.
towards the beginning of our relationship, we discussed the importance level of the various holidays. like for me, thanksgiving, christmas, my birthday, anniversary (wedding or yearly a little more so than the semi-cheesy “we’ve been dating for 2 months” kind, like you get a medal for that?) are my most important. there are other holidays i like activities to happen, but i like to help plan them. my birthday? he plans it, and it’s important for it to be noticed. i’m a big sense of occasion person – i like finding things that are authentic and genuinely fun to get/do/make for people. i think it’s important for people to feel important, in big ways or small. i’m not saying i’m great at this (sorry my friends!), but it’s important to me.
his holiday list (at the time): uh, nothing? maybe my birthday?
he’s used to not celebrating holidays with much festivity, cheer or streamers. but then he met me 🙂
so. valentine’s day is one of those for me that i like to be recognized, but not noticed. as in, if the world is going to give us a holiday about love, then let’s celebrate love! if the world gives us a random tuesday where nothing is happening, let’s celebrate tuesdayness! BUT. i’m not a big go out, roses wrapped in plastic, fuzzy-white-bear-holding-a-red-heart-saying-i-love-you, store bought card kind of girl. i’m a let’s spend time together and be creative and small about things.
always have been.
it makes me cringe when i see things that are embarrassingly over the top. i’m just not that girl. it’s fine if you are, really.
so, in the spirit of all of that, this is what i’m posting, for the boy, to make him laugh:
(via someecards.
a warning: this is one of the more benign cards on there,
so i’m totally not recommending that you visit the site,
unless you can handle it,
because some of them are in fact really funny.
you’ve been warned.)
thug life, or, what i learned in school today.
the latin word for ‘daughter’ is ‘thugater’.
that means i am 50% a thug.
thug life.
i can read!
an awesome sample of spacesick’s growing collection of film-based book covers created with a circa 1960’s design aesthetic. see more of this collection here. i love these.
(via)
just jazzin.
“he doesn’t have that ability to go head – note – hands – OUT.”
mockumentary never gets old to me. come to think of it, neither does ben gibbard.
monday morning ughpdate
okay, so it’s an evening update. whatevs.
– doing water aerobics with meg and jules this past week. anyone who thinks water aerobics is weak exercise has not taken this class. it’s non-stop cardio for an hour, with arm/leg weight strength training, minus having your joints ache from hard impact. sooo awesome. and, i get to see my girls each week which, as it turns out, i need.
– however…despite my immense scrubbing/washing immediately after leaving said pool, i still smell like chlorine 2-3 showers later.
– in order to help the dear boy keep all my professors straight, my chaucer and history of english language professor (with the long last name) will henceforth be referred to as “the dude”.
– i am inexplicably intrigued by the personal lives of my teachers. i never grew out of it in elementary school when i saw my teacher at the grocery store and was shocked.
– the new gatorade commercials freak me out.
– i am now hooked on the tv show “lie to me”. thank you tucker & julie.
– the frightening tony little (remember him?) has a program called “body by bison” which apparently entails a diet program of food delivery involving copious amounts of red meat. wow.
– have you read about the guy who is eating bacon for an entire month for every meal? i mean, i heart bacon, but i’d get so sick of it by about day one. in an event of incredibly foreshadowing, his endeavor is called bacon stupidity.
– i have to do so much reading – which, by the way, as a high school teacher, will apparently never end – that i’m going to let you in on what i currently am reading. or writing. because, that’s my life and you, all 2 of you, will want to know.
- i just finished mark twain’s pudd’nhead wilson, a book i highly recommend. if i were a much talented writer, i’d give you some six word reviews. but i’m not.
- i am currently reading edith wharton’s summer, published in 1917. realist novel. i’m getting a little bored with it, but would much rather read this than ethan frome.
- i also am currently reading journal articles about writing theory, and the miller’s tale in chaucer’s canterbury tales.
also? various blogs, vanity fair, readymade, and people magazine. i’m not above it.
– my american lit professor has to give us some context about other works in explaining what we are currently reading, and his summaries of books are hilarious. regarding a work by henry james: “naive girl gets seduced by italian guy, which is even worse than england guy or american big city guy, he sleeps with her, leaves her, and she dies while giving birth in the gutter. 200 pages of fun!”
– i like shopping online, but i return nearly half of what i get. this is how online shopping works, man, but i’m starting to feel like i’m going to be on a list somewhere.
one procrastination. under god…
homework is mounting and i am so reluctant to do it.
this post, it should win a pulitzer.
heartsore; dolorous.
i’ve been listening to this song on repeat for awhile. i’m having a bit of a hard time.
that is a bit of an exaggeration, but i’m trying…trying to just keep it above water.
this song makes me grieve and feel solace all at the same time. always has.
“walking
closer
you are all i have
in this world, only you
and i’ll tell of this love that saved me
and i’ll wait for this light to break
i’ll come to you…”
chalk one up for honesty tonight.
regarding backtracking.
not really the best idea ever.
sara, darling. 