The Clumsiest Girl

Saturday, May 23, 2009

The comic misadventures continued this week:

Thursday night, I spent an hour and a half translating a recipe into pictures. As in, removing all the words and replacing them with images of the ingredients, the amounts, what to do with them, etc. I did this so that my students could follow the recipe themselves, which makes cooking with kids more fun, because they feel like they're "reading." It also creates opportunities for meaningful interchanges and some "math."

Anyway, it was gorgeous. Never has a recipe for applesauce brownies been more beautiful.

I saved it to my desktop and went to bed.

Then, in the morning, I forgot my computer on the couch when I went to work.


Later that day, I got home from work, realized I was thirsty and decided to go to the corner store for a soda.

I got my bag, my shoes and my sunglasses and left the house, pulling the door shut (it was latched, of course). I then reached into my bag to pull out my keys to lock the screen.

They were inside the house.


My supposed 3 minute trip to get a soda turned into an hour long trek over to Cal, so that I could get keys from Boyfriend. I took the circuitous route around campus, got stopped by families of graduaters wanting me to take family photos and got a little lost (cause I'm used to accessing his lab from North Side, not from South Side)......

And that, dear friends, is how I started my weekend.

Must go on grandma duty now.

Great. Just. Friggin. Great.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

As if my week weren't bad enough. It was one of those "everything that can go wrong will go wrong" weeks, topped off with a complete lack of sleep. I was waiting for Friday. All week, I waited for Friday. Friday came, and it looked like it was going to be an ok day.

Then. My head teacher determined that one of our kids has lice.

Yes, lice. As if my week weren't shitty enough, we had to discover lice in the class.

We think it's just that one kid. We hope he hasn't given it to the others. That, however, remains to be seen.....We'll have to do really thorough checks on Monday morning.


Happy Mother's Day to all you mommies.

Quick Singer Rant

Friday, May 8, 2009

At the risk of confusing my non-musician or non-classically-minded readers, I'd like to share a few things that one should NEVER say to a classical singer:

"You should go on American Idol!"

"Do you sing like this: *cue wobbly weird sound that crosses Tarzan with Julia Child*?"

"Oh, you sing Renaissance and Baroque music? Have you ever sing at the Renaissance faire?"
(This one could also be "Do you wear garb?" which is also forbidden)

"You're an opera singer? Like, you mean Phantom of the Opera?"

"You're an opera singer? But you're not fat!"

I know that I've heard others, but this is a basic list of things that will probably annoy or offend a classical singer. Please make a note.


Tuesday, May 5, 2009

My writing has been poor to non-existent lately.

I'm really sorry.

I've been generally angsty about lots of things (singing, body stuff, blogging) in the last couple of weeks, and my lack of meaningful writing is among them.

I would like to move away from re-posting other people's work, with only brief comments, because I feel like that's a cop-out and a poor excuse for blogging.

That's really all I had to say.

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