American Horror Story

    I love a new show.  The hope and promise excites me.  I love a good horror story.  Sure, maybe I'm an adult who is then afraid to go all the way downstairs and down a  dark hallway to go to the bathroom but maybe the pounding heart can count as cardio.  Combine the two and you have twice the thrill. 
     I found it to be quite good.  I hope the critics and the people enjoy it as much as I did but as long as it builds up to the fun of Halloween I'm set. 

Physical at the Supermarket

     A few posts ago I joked about tb tests and physicals at the supermarket....well today I did precisely that.  In preparation for my return to the subbing list I need 3 clearances, a tb test and a physical.  Fingerprinting at the UPS Store was comical.  Going to the doctor down aisle 3 behind the deodorant is even funnier.   I was in and out quickly and got terrific care...and a surfing cat bandage as a bonus!  If you recall my left pointer finger failed the fingerprinting test...let's hope I pass this one!  One step closer!

Pinterest

     Someone uttered the words that they were on Pinterest more than Facebook.  This got my attention.  I know that I heard about it a bit ago and poked around but I don't think I had the time to delve into the world of it all.  Today I did.  It's everything that I like about Tumblr in addition to being everything that Tumblr is not.  Think more creative inspiration than merely reposting over and over again.  Sure you can just like an image but I get the feel that this is more about ideas to carry out with your children, cooking, crafting, designing...well you get the vibe.  I started up my boards and played around just a bit.  Immediately I was charged with new ideas.  Sometimes I wonder what we were all doing with all of this time long ago.  Then I remembered...oh yeah...we were scrolling through a bazillion cable channels and watching commercials.  Now I watch a limited amount of recorded television and get to see what is out there in the world.  From brain rot to inspired soul...not a bad trade off!

Throw Away my Hoodie Woobie

     If grown ups get to have a woobie...then mine is my red hoodie sweater.  It's my hoodie woobie.  It is the perfect shade of red.  It is a beautiful thick knit...not some boring cotton sweatshirt.  It was worthy of wearing with a pair of jeans and a shirt underneath.  It got me through many a cold night and many a cold.  It was my go to cover up.   It worked before pregnancy, during, after.  It had a hood if I needed to snuggle or hide.  It had perfect pockets.  There were even strings to play with...and sometimes even chew on.  Oh, don't judge...you know you do it too.  Well a few years ago a worn thread turned into a pulled string and little by little it unraveled.  Think Weezer song.  It was comical though because the two holes formed in spots where the hood attached to the back...looked like two giant eyes.  Spiderman was mentioned as I would wear it backwards to make my little one giggle.  I can't wear it in public.  It's just time to let go.  I am fine with dumping the loads of stuff I've been unloading lately but this one is a toughie.  In fact, I have had it tucked away in a closet and though I have grabbed it to throw it out time and time again...I just never had the heart.  It is late on a dreary Monday and I have no new thing for the day.  It is times like this I know what I have to do.  Now some of you will say it is not necessarily a new thing.  I disagree.  It is the equivalent of a child letting go of his blankie and living on his own.  Tonight I will throw my red Old Navy oh so perfect sweater into the trash.  I've had it for so long I couldn't tell you how many years....but I can tell you that at 10:31pm I will be without it.  Goodbye Woobie...you were a good friend and you will be greatly missed. 

Ironman and Scrabblegirl

     It has been hectic to say the least.  Every now and again we need a day to recharge.  The dreary weather and the hacking children sealed the deal.  Plus, when Gramary visits it is usually day for her to recharge as well.  PJ's stay on longer.  Meals are warmer.  Snacks are abundant.  We started the day watching the Ironman competition ride by the house.  I was thrilled that bikers would be zooming by my front row seats of the porch swing while others had to find a spot to cheer them on.  I marveled at the bikes they rode on, the gear they wore and the machines that they are as athletes.  I can hope it proves as some sort of inspiration to get my bike out of the garage.  Did it inspire us to go out...nope.  We found ourselves around a table for hours playing Scrabble and munching.  My nine year old decided she was ready to give the game a try.  It was her first time and therefore my first time playing with her.  After losing twice she was determined to win...and that she did!  She beat both her mother and her grandmother.  I might be in trouble...

Clay Pumpkins at MudWorks

     Yes, I dressed the kids and myself in orange.  In fact...Emily had a jack-o-lantern face on her shirt.  It was the first annual pumpkin making event at MudWorks and it was a blast!  It was a packed house and lots of work all day but the faces on the kids as they created their works of art from a flat piece of slab clay made it all worth it.   Emily came along as an assistant and did a great job.  The rest of the crew joined us later on and I can't wait to see how they all turned out.  Why carve a pumpkin that you will have to throw away when you can have a ceramic one that will last always?  Next up...ornaments!

Fingerprints at the UPS Store

     On my quest to get back to teaching there are various steps to take.  Some are simple enough...it's just a matter of actually doing them.  I finally had the time to head to the UPS store for digital fingerprinting.  Yep, where they sell balloon covered puffy envelopes and cardboard is where you go.   I have been fingerprinted recently for my census job but it was with good old fashioned messy ink.  This was with a machine.  It beeped when your finger passed and the screen went green.  My digits did well except for a pinky that is apparently not so swift and a pointer that must have a record of some sort.  I'll find out in a few weeks if Mr. Pointer pointed at the wrong person  but so far one of my three checks has come back clean so I think I am safe.  Fingerprints at the UPS Store.....sheesh, what's next....TB tests and physicals at the supermarket??? ;)