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Saturday, December 31, 2005
It would be hard for New Year's Eve 2005 to top yesterday, so we didn't even try. My nephew is still alive this morning, and apparently not feeling as horrible as he should be after last night's performance. After hearing all the stories, we have a better picture. It seems that he crawled from the bedroom to the bathroom and ended up throwing up in the sink. My sister, his aunt, saw some of this. Unfortunately, when he tried to turn on the sink, he yanked up on a potted plant, rather than the faucet. After he finally recognized that the plant was not the faucet, he got the tap turned on and laid his head on the sink, which was rapidly filling with water. He had to be told to turn down the water unless he wanted his head under water.
He attempted to crawl back to the bedroom, but gave up in the doorway. He was only on the floor a few minutes before my brother got him up for the woozy drunk walk to his bed.
Later in the evening, he burst into his sister's bedroom, through the closed door, opened a desk cabinet, and looked in confusedly. She asked what he was doing. He replied, "nothing" and left, falling into the door on his way out. We still haven't found out if he remembers any of this.
To his credit, when I went down around dinner time tonight to ask the questions that I needed to ask, all I had to do was walk over to his desk. He looked up at me and said, "I made a bad choice." That sure makes it a lot easier. No need to talk about the evils of overdoing it. I did quiz him on whether he was drunk when I left, and he assures me that he wasn't. The friend who was supposed to pick him up just never showed. He says that's not why he was drinking though. Maybe he's scamming me, but I'm choosing to believe him for my own sanity's sake.
I did some work on the manuscript, finishing another subsection of the chapter. I just can't get going on the next section though. I need to probably jump ahead, but I'm too linear in my thinking and I just can't write out of order. Maybe I'll have a break-through tomorrow.
I heard a few minutes of Dick Clark, and sort of wonder if putting him on TV really was the best choice. Oh well, no TV in this room, so I don't have to listen.
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Friday, December 30, 2005
We were supposed to go to dinner at 8:30 tonight, because that allowed my brother to join us. Mama wanted to leave the house at 8, so that we could get the table taken care of before everyone gets there. It's a place that doesn't take reservations (Texas Roadhouse) for large groups.
Mama and the sister who lives here, my niece and I are in the car, all waiting on my 21-year-old nephew. Mama is getting pissed because he's not there, and his mother doesn't seem to know what's going on with him. My mother is fuming, so it's my job to try to solve the problem. I get out of the car and go in the house. I check on him, and he's still wearing only boxers and sweatpants (see earlier audio post).
I go back outside and tell mom to leave that I'll bring him. I get in my car to warm it up while I'm waiting for him. At 8:25 or so, after waiting for at least 15 minutes, I begin to wonder what is going on. I go back in the house. I can't find him. He's not in his room. Not in the bathroom. I'm wondering if he went out the back door to a friend who lives nearby and just didn't tell me. I go through the utility room to see if I can tell if he used that back door. Instead, I find him coming in from the garage in shoes, shorts, and a hoodie. He looks like he has a headache or something.
I ask what's wrong, and he tells me that he never wanted to go to dinner with us. He says that his mother said that we would be having dinner at the house tonight, and he didn't expect us to be going out and certainly not so late. He tells me that his friends (a different group) were supposed to pick him up at 9 to go play pool, etc. He makes it clear that he doesn't want to go, but, well never mind all that. So I said, I'll tell them you have other plans, and I'll go ahead without you.
I make him confirm that this is what he wants. I leave him in the house. We come home a couple hours later or so. His dog is loose in the house, and the front door wasn't completely closed. My sister (his aunt, not his mother) calls for us to come downstairs because he is lying on the floor of the bathroom and hallway downstairs.
When I get there, he won't answer anyone who asks him what's wrong. My brother waves everyone off, hovers over him, and says, have you been drinking? Yes, he says.
So there was once a gallon bottle of Jim Beam that had about 3 inches in it. It's empty now. There has been nothing but fighting and yelling and arguing since, and none of it directed at him, cuz he's passed out and had to be carefully walked by two people back to his bed. He's thrown up a little at the last report.
He was one of the drunkest ppl I've ever seen, all toppling over and woozy. No telling when he started drinking, but he wasnt drunk like that when I left him. I thought something was wrong, but he told me it was that he didn't want to go to dinner with the family because he had other plans. He apparently hadn't eaten much today, and drank that 3 inches of Beam. His mother is flipping out and yelling and crying. See, today is her birthday; so Mr. Drunk skipped her birthday dinner to get drunk alone at home. At least that's how it's being perceived.
I'm sure it's more complicated than all this. I don't know if his friends didn't show or what. I feel horrible because I'm afraid that I should have noticed before I left. He looked stressed or like he had a headache, but not drunk. I feel like a horrible person.
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Thursday, December 29, 2005
We flew through the ham on Christmas Day, and everyone talked about wanting to bake another one. We took one out of the freezer and set it out to thaw in the frig. This afternoon at 4 pm, I found out that I was baking it for dinner. Usually one expects more advanced notice on such things. And I wasn't prepared for side dishes at all. I finally gave up and used things that were on hand. People were fed and happy, especially with Traci's Crazy Mashed Potatoes.
Tomorrow we take my sister's poodle for a trip to the groomer's. No telling where else we'll end up. I finally got out the notes for the book manuscript and did a little writing. Not much, but at least I remember where I left off last summer. Now if I only knew where I was going with it.
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Women Narrow the Internet Gender Gap, Survey Finds, which, if history is anything to go by, means that men are about to move on to something else.
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Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Life and Romance in 160 Characters or Less—of course brevity doesn't always equal clarity.
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Somehow I failed to record that I got a Cow Footrest for Christmas. There's probably other stuff out there that I've forgotten. You'll just have to forgive me till I get it all back to Illinois and unpacked.
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Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Another Tuesday, another episode of Senior Citizen Discount Grocery Shopping. The main theme of this trip was purchasing food for the New Year's Day meal. Our family traditionally has sausage and sauerkraut with mashed potatoes. Pork is believed to bring good luck. As a child and well into adulthood, I consider it poor luck, as it was accompanied with the sauerkraut gravy.
Most of the recipes that I can find online for sauerkraut and sausage use smoked sausage links or bratwurst. Mom's recipe uses loose sausage, essentially breakfast sausage. It's fried up. You make a white gravy with the fat, and dump in a huge container of sauerkraut.
One year when I was in college, I became wise. None of us ever liked this meal, though I actually don't mind it now (but that's another story). So I quizzed mom on what the element was that caused "good luck" and was able to argue that we could have pork chops for those who would rather die than eat sauerkraut. Thank you, analytical skills!
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Monday, December 26, 2005
I don't think that I've mentioned that I have my traditional visit to Virginia cold sores. Why do I get cold sores every Christmas here? Why? As if I don't have enough problems, I have to go around with lip rot.
Everyone is happily coasting in post-holiday bliss here. I created Mini-Cheeseburger Puffs for dinner, to the delight and joy of all. Okay, maybe they weren't that excited, but they ate a lot and no one was left hungry.
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Sunday, December 25, 2005
I'm sure that there's something wrong with just listing your presents as an entry, but too bad. Here is an incomplete list of my haul.
So you're probably wondering why on some of those things. Some of the books are for my collection of children's/young adult lit focusing on computer technologies. The Bartelt Crumb Box is something that I bought for my father many, many years ago, so that's for sentimental reasons. The collected kitchen things are probably obvious.
I have a working webcam at home, but its base is broken. I have a mcgyver solution with a glued on screw as its base. It works okay, but it's a pain to try to get it in the right place when I'm working on the computer. This new webcam is the kind that hooks onto the screen of the laptop. I had been looking for one like this for quite a while; so I'm happy with this new one. I'll probably take the old one to work. I'm sure we can find some use for it in the office.
Every year, for many years, mom has been buying us each an assortment of Hallmark ornaments. I have a growing boxful of them in Illinois. The excellent thing about this tradition is that all of us in the family can have beautifully decorated trees, as they've accumulated over the years.
After all the presents, there was ham. I think we flew through that ham in record speed. We don't have a sit-down dinner in Christmas in my family. Instead, there are piles of snacks and goodies around. People eat what they want when then want. There are cookies, dobish torte, petit fours, brownies, cheese ball, Swiss Colony Beef Log (baby, that's what Christmas is all about), bread, crackers, deviled eggs (blech), and who knows what else. No one goes hungry. It was my job to cook the ham, which was surprisingly easy. Much less work than that evil Thanksgiving turkey breast was.
Now that all the gift giving and eating is winding down, I think everyone is ready to collapse into bed. It seems we're always up into the wee hours every night before Christmas. So by Christmas day, we're all ready to take very long naps.
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Saturday, December 24, 2005
Today is the day of much wrapping. Even though most stuff goes into gift bags, there's still wrapping of things that are too big for bags and wrapping of things so that they are not obvious when you look into bags.
I have perfected the sandwich shop wrapping technique. I roll all presents in tissue paper as if they were submarine sandwiches and I were a worker at Subway. Occasionally, I secure them with shipping tape to annoy the recipient. One of the most important joys in life is making a recipient struggle with a package. The other important joy is giving your niece and nephew presents that are embarassing. There may be other joys, but they are absent at the moment.
I haven't actually finished wrapping presents, and I'm not sure when I will. Not tonight, I suspect, but people aren't coming over till 3 or 4.
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Friday, December 23, 2005
Hauled off to Roanoke with mom, for the poodle clipping, around noon. Her appointment at PetSmart was at 1. Picked up my brother and went to lunch together. Whirlwind shopping fun: Sam's, Books-a-Million, PetSmart (we needed some doggy and kitty Christmas presents). Picked up the perfectly groomed and pedicured Miss Daisi. Dropped my brother off at his house, and came back home to drop off the dog. Then it was out to Texas Roadhouse, for my mother's birthday dinner (her birthday was Monday).
I set up a wrapping station in the living room, so that mom can work on the presents that she needs to wrap up. We all began that process this evening, but the bulk of it will be tomorrow.
Oops. Almost forgot. Saw this bumper sticker today :)
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I am so very afraid.
From the e-mail ad I received:
" The Doughboy® has a dance for you! It's no surprise that a guy dressed in
white can hustle... but did you know he can do the Robot and Running Man, too?"
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Thursday, December 22, 2005
So the 22nd was also the day my father died. I have blacked out on all this. I couldn't remember the date, and I have been thinking that I have to find a chance to turn over the thing that his ashes are in to see if there's a date on it. Maybe it was 2002. I don't know anymore. It's one of those things where I would have to try to remember a series of events and place it in context. And it's all too sad to do. Too hard to do. I have a block, and it's hard to concentrate around the barriers to figure it out.
Anyway, I never thought about it today because I have blacked out the date. I couldn't remember it, so I guess it couldn't hurt me. But what happened is that we finally finished decorating the Christmas tree and my sister was talking about running to Target for some things that she needed. I asked if today was the 23rd, because I get my days all screwed up when I'm here and not "working." I was told it's the 22nd. I said, "Oh good. That's so much better." At that point, I noticed my mom. Her face was all tight, like she was in physical pain. I keeping asking what's wrong. Does something hurt? What do you need?
My sister, who is smarter than me. Um, actually, I don't remember the details here either. I even black out current events it seems. So I do recall that Mom started weeping, and I didn't know what was wrong. My sister Kerri comes over and hugs her and holds her for a few minutes and while she's doing this Kerri turns to me and mouths, "it's when daddy died."
So now i'm crying because it's all my fault. I didn't mean that the 22nd was better that way. I couldn't have told you it was today. And I tried not to cry, but I couldn't. So I had to get up and leave the room because I knew I was just going to make it worse and it was all my fault anyway. So i sat at the desk crying and feeling stupid for not knowing the date and being an idiot and missing daddy and everything.
And it's making me cry more to know that I'm in the room that he died in. I wasn't here. I had started driving to Virginia very late that day, but about 2 hours from home, I realized that I'd forgotten my prescriptions so I turned around and went back home. It was already dark then, and it was clearly too late for me to have left anyway. I should have waited till the next day regardless, but I was trying to get home before...
Kerri eventually came down to talk to me, and said it wasn't my fault, that it was the time. Daddy apparently died around 8 pm, which was when all this happened tonight. But i didn't know that. As I said, I wasn't here. Kerri says I didn't do it, but I was the one calling attention to the date. And we had just finished the tree, and he's not here. I'm so completely stupid. Why couldn't I remember what was going on? Kerri said that she had come over her early this evening and stayed because she expected mama to do this. She knows and thinks ahead. I can't even make myself remember what year it was.
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Found out today that one of our ReadWriteThink colleagues at IRA is having twins in April/May. We're all excited (and glad it's not us).
 I got the lights all strung on the tree this afternoon. My mom had a doctor's appointment, and it was my goal to have the tree all lit up by the time she got back. I wove lights in very carefully, and I had my nephew put the angel up on top (he's taller than I am). I pity the person who has to take the lights back off. They're wickedly intertwined. This is another benefit of leaving before the tree comes back down in early January.
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Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Another whirlwind day in Virginia. Target, Michael's, Chick-fil-a (a girl's gotta eat), Books a Million.
I think that I have all the odds 'n' ends that I was waiting to buy here taken care of now. Of course, I can't tell you about any of that because you'll tell the recipients.
Still need to deal with the Christmas tree. Perhaps tomorrow.
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Tuesday, December 20, 2005
So I actually arrived in Virginia, as you probably guessed. There was leftover steak pizza to celebrate my arrival, and just like last time, I fell into bed without carrying much of anything in the house. I was just too tired. I'm getting too old, it appears.
This morning was spent sleeping in. I am on vacation after all, and I was worn out when I got here. We went on the mega pre-Christmas shopping trip this afternoon. Mama gets a senior citizen discount on Tuesdays, so we try to get whatever we need then. It was a full cart.
I had help from family this evening on emptying the car. The desk in the room that I'm using has been cleaned off, so I've set up a workspace. Conceivably, I'll work on that manuscript that's been lying around. Right now, however, there's still cleaning and Christmas-related tasks to accomplish. Tomorrow we're running errands to gather the last-minute things we need for gifts and such stuff.
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Monday, December 19, 2005
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Shutting down the computer. Time to hit the road soon. Updates as possible.
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You Are a Bright Christmas Tree
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For you, the holidays are all about fun and seasonal favorites.
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Sunday, December 18, 2005
The housesitter is set. Most of my stuff is loaded in the car. Everything else is gathered around and waiting to be carried out. I got my Christmas cards taken care of. Washed some more clothes. Dishwasher is ready to be run. I have an early morning wake-up call set up. And beyond all that, I'm not all stressed as I was last night. Things feel much smoother at this point. Delaying a day, intentional or not, seems to have been a wonderful idea.
"All or nothing is easy. Learning to have just a little bit is discipline."
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So much for leaving town today. I'm such a moron. I wasn't done packing around 2 AM, but I decided that I was really tired. So I laid down, completely dressed, thinking that I would rest just for a few minutes. Lights all on, dishwasher standing open, TV on. I woke up at 10:30. Lights all on and so forth. Pretty much as I left it last night. Except one thing. I found all my clothes lying on the floor beside my bed. I somehow undressed in my sleep. It's a shame there's no film of me getting out of my jeans in my sleep. I'd like to see what that looked like.
So I called Mom and said, "How about tomorrow?" Just as well it appears, as it's been snowing. But I still feel like an idiot.
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Saturday, December 17, 2005
I've spent the day doing laundry, baking one more kind of cookies, running errands, trying to assemble all my junk for the trip (and catching up on the blog). I still feel like a train wreck. I don't know why I can't do things smoothly or why I can't just be coordinated. Instead, I'm a wandering moron. I'm just tossing things in willy-nilly. No planning. I don't even know if I have the stuff that I need any more. I don't really know what it is that I do need. I did manage to fill up the gas tank and stop the mail. At least I have accomplished that much. Not that anyone is really rejoicing over such minor accomplishments. I hate myself. I'm never able to do things right.
In my procrastination, I fiddled with the iTunes Signature Maker. It was set to create the sig with the songs that were played most often. I created a new sig for today that is based on the songs played most recently—which turn out to be all Christmas songs. I guess I have to get back to figuring out my life now...
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Friday, December 16, 2005
My travel plans are such a mixed-up mess. I thought I had to wait till Monday to get everything done and because of other things that are going on. Now I've learned that the caravan to Pennsylvania has been called off because of weather. So now I'm not sure whether I should try to leave in the morning or wait or what. I'm so confused. It did clear up some work things for me, since I just finished all the immediate stuff and didn't let things drag out. I was going to try to finish another lesson today, but time just got so mixed up. We had our interdepartmental get-together today (aka the lunch bunch). The idea is to do some cross-pollination and keep one another informed about what's going on. It was also the cookie exchange, AND we had to fetch food from downtown for the meal. It should have been simple, but it turned out to be a major mess, mostly the fault of the restaurant. It was 2 pm before we got to sit down and even consider the ReadWriteThink stuff that we wanted to accomplish. I finally just gave up and finished everything on hand after I talked to the family and found out that they had changed their travel plans. If I can work in Virginia, I can get out of here sooner. Still, I don't see how I can leave in the morning. Just not enough ready to go. I feel so scattered and confused. :( I don't know why I can't organize my life. I'm such a mess of a human.
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Thursday, December 15, 2005
Finished editing a lesson play by one of the authors of NCTE's new book Amy Tan in the Classroom. The lesson focuses on the connections between language and identity. It's Exploring Language and Identity: Amy Tan’s “Mother Tongue” and Beyond.
This evening, I've been editing the next lesson plan, by a forthcoming NCTE author. It's about the design of comic and uses comic strips to talk about showing and telling. In between editing work, I've been baking Monster Cookies for tomorrow's cookie exchange at work. It's a huge recipe. I may never finish baking.
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Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Had our division gift exchange at work today. ReadWriteThink falls under Professional Development, which is within the Division of Publications and Professional Development (or something like that). Basically, the group is ReadWriteThink, the journals folks, and the books folks. My secret pal loves dark chocolate, so I filled a box to the brim with a variety of kinds of dark chocolate. She was very pleased. The present I received was a big bag of office supplies. Don't groan. I LOVE office supplies. When I'm stressed, I go to Office Depot and wander around. Office supplies solve many problems. And these office supplies are incredibly cool things. Fancy hooks, push pins, and post-its. Wonderful paper clips that are cool colors and crazy shapes. I'm quite entertained and pleased :)
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Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Lifehacker told me all about iTunes Signature Maker today. After a little fiddling with my machine (turns out I had two libraries), I created my own iTunes signature. It's probably way too big, but it was fun. Now I have to figure out how to play around with the settings to get a tighter file. It can change based on what you've played most recently on your machine, so maybe I'll need to create new ones weekly. Though that would suggest that I'm actually listening to songs regularly.
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The Ideas section for today's Inbox focused on Supporting and Exploring Diversity. The articles and lesson plans discuss ways to talk about family histories and culture. The pieces could be done at the holidays—or any time.
Finished up Onomatopoeia: A Figurative Language Mini-lesson. It's really quite standard exploration, using Poe's "The Bells." It's another of the mini-lessons that the Advisory Board called for.
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Monday, December 12, 2005
I'm so used to going straight home after work. Tonight, I ran around doing errands, searching for presents for the gift exchanges at work. Didn't get home till after 9. After that, the entire evening was mixed up. In my head, I get home around 7; so I couldn't get the mental clock reset no matter how hard I tried. It's nearly midnight, but it feels more like 9:30 or 10. I'm spending the time wisely, as long as I'm wide awake. Working on an onomatopoeia lesson plan. It's based on a lesson that I wrote for another project. It's a very simple and basic thing, but fairly standard.
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Sunday, December 11, 2005
Finally finished and published Writing about Writing: An Extended Metaphor Assignment, while baking even more cookies. The highlight was the triple chocolate decadence cookies. Mmm.
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Saturday, December 10, 2005
I managed to actually get dressed and leave the house. Really. On a Saturday. I got dressed. Two Saturday in a row really, since I went to the holiday party last weekend, and I guarantee that I was dressed for that too. I need to gather some things for presents, mostly little things really. Also need to figure out presents for gifts at work. I began collecting for one of them, and I got the various stuff for wrapping. The cookie baking continued as well. You'd think that I have a million cookies. Really, it's just that I'm a very slow baker. I think I wait hours between batches. I really should be more coordinated. I can't even bake cookies properly. Geesh.
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Friday, December 09, 2005
More snow, though there's really only a few inches on the ground. It's just persistent. I spent most of the day working on the writing metaphor lesson plan and most of this evening working on holiday stuff (checking on presents, working on recipes, etc.). My travel plans are so screwed up. I was thinking that I would go to Virginia on the 17th or 18th, but now my family is planning a caravan to Pennsylvania on the 17th to see my great uncle. Everything is all mixed up now, and I don't know what I'm doing. It's all a dream vision anyway. I have a lot of work to get done before I can leave here. The biggest millstone? My book has come back up in conversations at work. They want me to get a draft turned in. I still haven't done anything with the draft since about August. Well, that's not true. I found the draft and drove it back and forth to Virginia at Thanksgiving. It's so hard to chop out the time to work on the draft when I'm also supposed to be meeting so many other goals at work. I feel so mixed up and uncoordinated right now. I'm not even sure that I really have a plan for the trip home. Just the idea of a plan.
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Thursday, December 08, 2005
Snow...the ground is all white today. NCTE even closed an hour early. Of course, I just came home and continued working. I'm writing up a lesson that I used to do in FYC. Students explore Richard Wright's poem "The Writer" then come up with writing metaphors of their own. I've customized it over the year, but it's always been essentially the same lesson. It's fairly basic really, but the Advisory Board for ReadWriteThink pointed out that we needed more "basic" pieces. They noticed that so many of our lessons are pushing teachers. They suggested that we add some basic lessons, so I'm going through my files and pulling out some of the things that I used to teach. They need minor changes, but most are quite close to 9-12 lessons already.
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Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Spent the day working ahead, so that I have a little bit of a cushion regarding Inbox. I did the pieces for 12/14, 1/4, and 1/10. There's no Inbox on the 20th because of scheduled maintenance on the NCTE machine that handles the listservs, and I get a break on the 27th because NCTE is closed for the holiday. It's quite nice to be ahead. One less thing to worry about.
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Tuesday, December 06, 2005
The Ideas section for this week's Inbox tied to Resolution on Supporting School and Community Libraries, passed at the Annual Convention in Pittsburgh a couple weeks ago. The collection of lesson plans and articles focuses on Building an Independent Reading Program.
The call with the MarcoPolo folks didn't really reveal a good solution for the title bars, so we're just letting the <i> codes show up. On a positive note, however, I finally duplicated the calendar error. He was using straight quotes in his text. When the page posted to the database, the field was truncating at the quotes in his text, and the stuff after the quotation mark in the text just confused everything. I have instructed him to use curly quotes from now on. At least it was a simple solution.
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Monday, December 05, 2005
Suddenly we're having errors that blank out entire calendar entries when the editor/writer tries to work on them. I'm at a loss for the solution. I can't even figure out what the problem is. He's working in the online form, so shouldn't be bad characters copied over. He's using IE, which works for me. It's happened on more than one entry. I can't duplicate it. Sigh.
I did manage to clean up the broken links from today's report, and we did some work on an online course that we're developing.
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Sunday, December 04, 2005
I've begun the process of baking cookies for Christmas. I created a bunch of red and green pinwheels. More than I could actually finish baking, but I got a start. Can't really take much credit for these. I bought red and green cookie dough, rolled it out, layered it, rolled it up like a jelly roll. They look pretty. Not your normal sugar cookie.
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Saturday, December 03, 2005
Wow. Tonight was the NCTE Holiday Party, an excellent opportunity for people watching. Naturally, I won one of the bottles of wine in the raffle. Why can't I ever win things that I can actually use? The whole event is a bit awkward, since people brought dates and I don't really have anyone to take. I hate those moments when everyone else is out dancing and I'm sitting alone and stupid at the table. Oh, and drinking water. Can anyone be more stupid and lame?
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Friday, December 02, 2005
Finished editing and published the January Calendar for ReadWriteThink.
Unfortunately, I found that the javascript for the titles isn't really working. It's great on the pages, but not for the spiders. They're grabbing the javascript code for the title, rather than the resulting text. Changed everything back so that the italics codes show up. At least that's still readable. Not sure how to get around this problem. I'm going to let it stil till next week, when we have a phone call with the MarcoPolo folks who handle the WebTrends data. Maybe they'll have an idea.
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Thursday, December 01, 2005
Okay, I did turn in a content report today, but that wasn't the highlight. Today was PANDA DAY! My niece and my two sisters had tickets to see baby butterstick, and there has been much happiness all around.
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