A bit of Isolation

Sometimes,
there aren't any e-mails to read or write
or phone calls to take or make
or websites worth reading
or babies awake, waiting to be played with
or exercise bikes to ride (already did my time today)
or books to read
or any good distractions

Those times are a little bit sad.

I guess I really have to do some work.

I love...

haven't done one of these in a while and it's time.

I love...junkfood (nutella on toast, cheetos, cookie dough ice cream to be specific)

I love...my new workspace (Good thing we don't eat dinner at the kitchen table)


I love...warm days and warm wind, even if they only happen ocassionally.

I love...little boys who are being tough through their 13th tooth and give me unsolicited hugs as we're walking down the sidewalk as if just to say, "Thank you mama for letting me be outside today!"

I love...spring flowers that fight through the cold every single day and want spring to come just as bad as me


I love...this website

I love...my new porch lights. They make me feel happy and like I live in a beach house, even though I don't.

Baby Friday: Attack of the booger pickers

self-portrait, originally uploaded by bookemdano1978.

Ross is proficient and I'm not too bad myself. Elliott has learned from the best.

Yesterday, we were on our way to get...gasp! Fast Food for dinner after a very long day and I was talking to Haley on the phone. At the beginning of our conversation, Elliott was noisy. Towards the end of our conversation Haley said, "What is he doing now...he's so quiet". I turned and replied, "Oh no, he's picking his nose!"

Yuck baby, just yuck. Remember that Shell Silverstien poem about the snail that lives up your nose and will eat your finger, or something like that? Well, it ate Elliott's finger up to his first knuckle last night.

The only way I got him to stop? French Fries - in his mouth, not up his nose.

so, this is sort of cool

2008-04-09_1925, originally uploaded by bookemdano1978.

There is an article in THE journal right now about the organization I work for and something we do every Thursday called "The Facutly Lounge." It's a cool, 30 minute LIVE training one of us does every week on something new and nifty in technology or a cool skill that teachers just won't be able to live without.

The article is nice, but I was more excited about the screen shot in the article. It's an image from one of my Faculty Lounge sessions where I talked about photo restoration using Photoshop Elements. How cool is that?

Happy Birthday Haley

H is for Haley
A is for always putting the CD in the wrong case
L is for loving music so much that she wants to analyze every song after the concert
E is for enlightened, granola, tree hugging, nature conservancy joining, Birkenstock wearing, habitat for humanity donating, always taking care of everyone sister.
Y is for youth. It's slipping away, one year at a time.

Yes, sister of mine, for a little over a month, we are only one year apart in age. I am so glad that you are my sister, in spite of the clawing and mercy fights of our youth. Remember that one time you had a bloody nose and I made you lie down and you gagged on the blood and threw up blood in the toilet and mom and dad weren't home so I had to call grandma because it was disgusting? Yeah, me too.

Happy Birthday!