So, this will just be a bunch of random stuff, I guess.
Dakota is still doing fine. She had one B-level day this week, but is already back to A-level days. We’re finishing her tenth week since we were told she has six to eight weeks left. We try to do something she loves doing each day we can.
We did get the new dog, whom we named Clovis after the 6th century king who united the Frankish people and converted them to Christianity. I posted a little extra credit assignment along with a picture of Clovis to my class blog. My students think Clovis is a great name for a dog. A few of them even did the extra credit research about the real Clovis.
I started David Mitchell’s new book, The Snow Queen, yesterday but I don’t know. I only got a few pages in and I already feel like giving up. The opening deals with a 15-year-old working class girl who is walking out on her domineering mother leaving behind a family who runs a local pub.
It’s just so East Enders. I feel like I’ve read or watched this story so many times I’ve practically lived it. I’ll give The Snow Queen to the end of chapter two or 40 pages but no more than that. I have 215 books on my TBR shelf that I could be reading.
Ed McBain is calling out to me…..
The English department at my school is not exactly fomenting revolt, maybe gurgling it, but discontent is growing. The usual complaints about adminstrators basically so I won’t go into details here, not because it might bore you but because it would certainly bore me. I am getting serious about moving down to 5th grade.
Earlier this week I dropped off some stuff to a teacher running a sixth grade art class. All the students were happily painting. I looked around and though how fun would this be. With a 5th grade class, I could teach art again. I used to have this very cool art curriculum from the British Museum back when I taught a 5th/6th combination class. I know I couldn’t get away with doing art everyday, but even twice a month would make make me a happy camper. Art days are great.
I remember my topic now…. following authors on Twitter.
Did you just groan?
I think I’ll save it for another time.
My brother is visiting us for the weekend. He’s between postings, home from Pakistan for a few weeks before heading off to Tanzania for four years. It’s nice to have someone use the Victorian bedroom. C.J. redecorated our downstairs (basement) bedroom making it a Victorian bedroom. He’d really like to live in a Victorian house, but since we don’t and it looks like we probably never will, he has made a Victorian bedrom in the basement.
Our motto is “If you can’t live in your dream home, make your home into a dream.”
The downstairs bedroom is now all Victorian furniture and fittings. He stenciled Victorian wallpaper designs on all the walls. It’s even fitted out with Victorian family portraits and keepsakes.
I love it! If you’re ever in the Bay Area, in need of a place to stay and you don’t mind a slightly low ceiling, it is a basement room at the end of the day, drop me a line.
Must love dogs…….