May 31, 2009
Our older son’s graduation Friday night took about twelve hours – give or take ten. For those of you attending graduations with hundreds crossing the stage, two hours may not seem like a long time. But his class had only sixty-six. Fortunately, I caught myself finding ways to stay interested and learned something about all of us.
May 24, 2009
Some of the teachers seemed a little uncomfortable as they stood before the crowd at the high school awards ceremony to announce the top student in each of their classes. Others were eager to have the stage for a while. Some were brief and business-like, giving just the facts, while others gave us a glimpse of their experiences teaching each group and what special spark they noticed in one or two particular students. But none celebrated his or her students as enthusiastically as Ms Art.
May 17, 2009
My experiment rearranging my schedule to manage the B.S. (Backlogged Stuff) sputtered out like a dud bottle rocket that doesn’t go as high as the trees. I chose a week where the second half was overloaded with things that only come up monthly and usually on different weeks. But my idea sounded like so much fun I’m trying it again.
May 10, 2009
It was an unexpectedly busy weekend. Unexpectedly busy is not a good thing on Mother’s Day weekend. Our younger son had two rescheduled rainout soccer games, and our older son was invited on Tuesday to guest play in a soccer tournament that started Saturday. Fortunately, their mother and grandmother are used to soccer rearranging our schedules so we will have a fuller celebration soon. But the suddenly jammed weekend got me thinking about how much B.S. I still have to deal with in my life.
May 2, 2009
I took a break from my journey on the Twisting Road this past Wednesday to get a bagel and cream cheese at Einstein Brothers’ Bagels. Turns out it’s near a busy entrance ramp to the controlled access lanes of the Rat Race Tollroad. Apparently it’s also near a point where the Fast Track passes overhead and people on the Rat Race try to figure out how they can get on that other highway.