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Wednesday, 23 February 2011

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    Gilmore Girls: The Complete Fifth Season
    By Scott Patterson, Yanic Truesdale
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    Au Revoir Xanga

    It's not you, it's me.  Well...maybe it is you, but it's me that makes that a problem.  I've loved my time here.  I have loved the comments, both inspiring and creepy.  I have loved the contests and the Christmas parties.  Most importantly, I have loved the friends.  I can guarantee that I've made at least one friend for life because of my time here, and for that I'm eternally grateful. 

    That being said, I need a blog that feels more, "I'm a professional teacher and writer," and less "I am an amateur who writes everything in purple."  And, if I'm being completely honest, the ads on the side of my page and the (at times) high school-esque atmosphere don't help.  My needs have changed, and as such, my blogging site has changed as well.  If you would like to continue to read my sporadic and ranty blogs, I would feel honored.  My new blog can be found at: http://prettyandink.wordpress.com/.

    For the record, I'm not disappearing completely.  I'll still be here, lurking in your footprints and leaving comments when I can.  I care about you and your lives (you know who you are), and I thank you for caring about mine.

    And with that, I will leave you with one last adorable picture of the cutest baby boy there ever was:

     

    Au revoir, Xanga. 

Tuesday, 26 October 2010

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    Music from a Farther Room
    By Lee Musiker, Zachary Provost, Lucia Micarelli, Leigh Nash, Lisbeth Scott
    Aurora
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    A Sign of Too Many Books?

    I had a really long conversation with my best friend a few days ago about our never ending lists of books to read.  I told her about the stacks and stacks of books I have on my shelves at home that I haven't had an opportunity to read; it seems like every time I go to start one of these books I find out that a movie I want to see is based on a book, so of course I have to read that one first.  Or, someone will loan me a book (like the one I'm currently reading), so I'll feel obligated to read that one first.  It just seems that the many unread books I actually own are destined to remain that way, unread, for all time.

    Last night I was watching my son Jack play near one of our bookshelves piled high with said unread books when I made a startling discovery.  There on the very bottom shelf was a hardcover copy of the book that I'm currently reading, the one that I've been borrowing from a coworker for the past two months.  Apparently I've been reading one of the unread books on my shelf all along, I just didn't know it.

    Is that terrible that I didn't even realize I owned that book?  Is that a sign that I own too many books?  Of course, to say yes to that question that would be subscribing to the notion that there's such a thing as "too many" books, which I absolutely do not believe.  At very least, perhaps its time to take an inventory of what's on my shelves, before I go requesting duplicate copies of books on my Christmas list.     

Thursday, 14 October 2010

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    Writer's Block
    By Peter Bjorn & John
    Roll the Credits
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    A Fashion Related Rant

    Let me start this little rant with a disclaimer: I am not a fashion expert.  I am not fashion forward and I have no concept of what's "in."  As a general rule, I wear what's comfortable.  And what they sell at the Gap.  That being said, I do recognize ugly skanky when I see it.  And this, my friends, is skanky:

     

    I had the misfortune of walking behind this lovely gem on campus yesterday afternoon.  Now don't get me wrong.  I understand that women have..."assets" that they like to show off from time to time.  I'm guilty of it myself.  I have a drawer full of push-up bras and a closet full of scoopneck t's and mini-skirts.  But when your backpack hangs lower than your shorts, that's a problem.  There's a difference between being provocatively sexy and being whore-ish.

    There must have been some Fugly Juice added to the campus water supply yesterday, because in addition to the above nastiness, I also saw an unfortunate use of leggings.  I love leggings, I really do.  I think they're adorable when paired with a nice longer shirt or a dress.  But my friends let me tell you, and please listen closely: a hooded sweatshirt and leggings does not an outfit make.  All I could think when I saw it was "Mes yeux!  Mes yeux!"  For the sake of Harry Potter, Alexander SkarsgĂ„rd and everything else that is holy - LEGGINGS ARE NOT PANTS.  Remember this, please. 

    I'm crossing my fingers and carrying a rabbit's foot with me to class tomorrow in the hopes that my eyes are saved from any additional scarring.  I'd hate for my lasik surgery to have been in vain. 

Friday, 08 October 2010

  • Tales of Student Teaching (among other things)

    Greetings Fellow Xangans!  No, I have not died, vanished or disappeared into the Bermuda Triangle.  Instead, I have been sucked into the void that is my masters program.  To give you a brief taste of my world, here is my daily (abbreviated) schedule:

    Monday AM: Class
    Monday PM: Work

    Tuesday AM: Practicum (which is basically class, but at an elementary school)
    Tuesday PM: Student Teaching (at a different elementary school)

    Wednesday AM: Class
    Wednesday PM: Work

    Thursday AM: Practicum
    Thursday PM: Work

    Friday AM: Class
    Friday PM: Work

    And that, Ladies and Gents, is why I have no life, and why I have not been on Xanga.

    While running around like a chicken with my head cut off and never knowing which school/class I'm supposed to be in when and what project is due for which class and when is overwhelming, to say the least, I am LOVING my program.  I love the first graders from my student teaching school and I love the second graders from my practicum school and I love my fellow teachers-in-training and our own teachers and the material I'm learning.  It's all fun and fascinating to me, which is awesome because I'd hate to be away from Jack for anything less than that. 

    To amuse you all, and perhaps make up for my prolonged absence, I will share with you some of my favorite gems from my first and second graders.

    Gem #1
    On the second day of school we asked the first graders to draw a picture of themselves on the first day of school.  This involved asking them to remember the day before and what they were wearing and how they had their hair, etc.  One of the boys, who is a very skinny boy, started to draw a picture of a very chubby boy.  Confused, he looked at his picture and then up and me and he said, "I can't remember who I was yesterday!"  CRACKED me up. 

    Gem #2
    Just yesterday in my practicum school one of the second graders looked at me and asked, "Are you tired?"  Confused, I said, "No, I'm not really feeling tired today," to which she responded "Oh.  Because you have one big eye and one small eye."  WTF?!  Thank you, adorable second grader.  I am now and forever going to be paranoid that I have uneven and mismatched eyes.

    Gem #3 (and this is my favorite)
    On my last full day of student teaching before my own classes started, my first graders had their first day in the Media Center.  Now, in case you don't know this about me (and really, if you're a reader of my blog, you should by now), I LOVE BOOKS.  Especially children's literature, which is what I'd eventually like to get my doctorate in.  So, for me, going to the Media Center is like visiting Mecca.  There is one boy in my class (we'll call him Mark), who is...a handful.  He often has a very "tough guy" persona and is very confrontational with the other students.  So we were in the Media Center and he was walking around, looking bored and not caring in the least about choosing a book, and he just happend to be in the C section by the Eric Carle books.  I leaned over and I said, "Hey Mark, Eric Carle is one of my very favorite authors, do you know why?"  "Why?" he asked me, disinterested.  "Because, almost all of his books have something special about them.  Like this one," I said, pulling out The Very Busy Spider.  "In this one, the spider web is raised so that it actually feels like a spider web.  And as the story goes on it gets bigger and bigger and bigger until it takes up the whole page!"  I started to put the book back to show him a different Eric Carle book, but Mark grabbed it out of my hand and said "NO, I want this one!"  He checked out his book and went to sit with the other students who were done.  Later, when I walked by him, he was showing his book to a couple other boys.  He was turned to the page with the full spider web and he was running his hands over the web and saying proudly, "THIS one is the BIGGEST one!"  I have no idea if that moment turned Mark into a reader, or even into a fan of Eric Carle.  But he found a book he liked, and in that moment, that was everything to me.      

    And now, because this post has gone on long enough, I will leave you tonight with a couple random Jack pictures.  Because who doesn't like adorable pictures of my son? 

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Monday, 30 August 2010

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    No Strings Attached
    By *NSyNC
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    My Last Night of "Normal."

    Starting tomorrow, my life is going to change completely.  My life, my routine, my "normal," is no longer going to exist, and it's only the beginning; this is the first of a series of changes that is going to totally shift my universe.  So many decisions have been made over the course of the past week that it's hard to know where I should begin this update. 

    I guess I'll lead with the news that started this all.  Tomorrow is the first day of my student teaching experience in my cooperating classroom.  YAY!  I'll be working with first graders, and I could not be more excited.  I'm going to be in my cooperating classroom full time for the next three weeks.  The students don't actually start until September 7th, but I'll be in my cooperating classroom this week, getting to know the school, know my cooperating teacher, helping setup the classroom, and getting to know what the week before school looks like from a teacher's perspective.  Because I'll be away all day, I will be a phantom presence at my place of employment, doing a little bit of work from home and using vacation hours for the rest of it.   

    Then, beginning on September 20th, I will start my actual classes.  Eek!  I'm really not looking forward to the mountains of homework I can see on the horizon, but it's all part of the process.  *Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...*  Inst and amongst my own classes, I will also continue to go to my cooperating classroom one afternoon/week.  At this point, my employment status will go from full-time to part-time.  I am not so excited about losing my benefits (goodbye, paid for tuition; I'll miss you!), but without use of a Time-Turner, it would be physically impossible for me to put in a forty-hour work week on top of my classes, my family, and everything else.  My work will, at this point, hopefully have found someone to come in and replace me as a full-time employee, and I will spend my time helping to train in this new person.

    I'll have about two months to train in the new person, at which point I will no longer be employed by the U of M.  My last day working here will be the Wednesday before Thanksgiving after which I will join the ranks of the unemployed.  I have really mixed feelings about the whole thing.  On the one hand, I'm excited.  I've gotten everything there is to get out of working here.  There's no place left to rise to, there's nothing more for me to learn here.  It's time to move on, and I've known that for a long time now.  But at the same time, it's not easy to give up familiarity.  Working here has been safe and comfortable.  I've been coming to this building almost every day for almost five years.  The idea of not being here is foreign to me, and one that I'm having a hard time coming to terms with.  Definitely bittersweet. 

    I'm doing my best to focus on the positive.  Starting a new chapter, a new journey, a new phase, a new career.  It's undoubtedly exciting, and I can't wait to be in it and be there and get my hands dirty.  Especially when I look at this:   


    It looks so official.  I love it.       

    I've been talking and planning and studying and preparing for this experience for so long now.  I just can't believe it's actually here and it's actually happening.  Starting tomorrow.  Wish me luck!

    Note: The picture on my tag is my official University picture.  Old and not pretty.

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