We had some visitors at school yesterday. We called a beekeeper, but they moved on before he arrived. Perhaps my excoriating attack on the dangers of hive mind drove them away . . .
Flight of the Bzzzzzzz
Teaser Tuesday: The Book Thieves
Like a runner taking the last lap before the finish line, the Wheel of Time has turned ’round to Teaser Tuesday. Continue reading “Teaser Tuesday: The Book Thieves”
Am I not Turtley Enough for the Turtle Club?
Wednesday I came home to find this little guy in the driveway:
Yes, little dude (or dudette), yes you are!
I Am The Beetletoed Jackneedle
Thursday reached the end of my countdown – ROAD TRIP!
It Must Be Tuesday
To paraphrase Arthur Dent, it must be Tuesday. I could never get the hang of Tuesdays.
Beginning at 7:00, I sneezed 41 times in an hour. Oddly specific, but I don’t normally sneeze, so I started keeping track after three. Since then, I haven’t needed to sneeze or blow my nose since. And, I feel really good. Well, much better than I have since collapsing with the flu a week ago last Saturday.
The haircut I thought was scheduled for today was scheduled for Thursday. This after going all day with my hair in a not-normal comb (I didn’t use any product) so that I could go right from Cross Country to my appointment. Looks like the Mysterious Countdown will finish with me having longer-than-usual hair. Ah, well.
After my non-haircut, I drove out of my way to return my library books, only to drive right past the library while holding said books in my lap, only realizing it when I parked the car in my driveway.
I did the only reasonable thing: put on a load of laundry and went back to the library.
I browsed a bit and ended up feeding my addiction, picking up two new books despite the physical TBR waiting at home. When I checked out, the machine still said I had a book checked out, despite it already being on a van to another branch.
Oh! I almost forgot about Teaser Tuesday! Last night I settled down with The Revenge of Analog: Real Things and Why They Matter by David Sax. I read the whole thing in one sitting: the revival of vinyl and paper and books and everything tangible I enjoy so much. And then, nestled in one of the last chapters was tucked this gem:
Teachers are the key to analog education’s past, present, and future, and no technology can or should replicate them. Not because they have the most knowledge, but because without them, education is no more than facts passed back and forth. If you want facts, go read a book. If you want to learn, find a teacher.
So, how was your day?
Saturday Morning Ginger Ale
So apparently I’ve missed a few Saturday coffees. I wish I had some amazing tale to tell, like I won an amazing holiday, but the long and short of it is: I got sick.
The flu has rampaged through our school, and last week we shut down it got so bad.
I thought I was safe, but no luck. I ran a 5k on Saturday, came home, and crashed. I spent the next 48 hours drinking NyQuil and trying to keep hydrated. On the plus side, I didn’t even notice the time change.
I finally kicked it early this week, only to have the sinus bug hit. After teaching all day, it felt like I was trying to swallow a melon. So, I just haven’t felt up to writing anything.
Something interesting did happen last week when Krystal ordered some TV series on DVD in her sleep. But I suppose that’s her story.
What have you been up to this week?
Running In My Head 