His tummy is full; my heart is full.
Monday, November 15, 2021
full
Sunday, November 14, 2021
no partridge so far
I got 15 pears. Kinda excessive, but I'd talked about wanting Smitten Kitchen's Pear, Cranberry, and Gingersnap Crumble (which I found on a Modern Mrs. Darcy link)--so perhaps it was prompted by that?
No, I realized when I unearthed these 14 avocados.
I guess I need to be more specific.
Saturday, November 13, 2021
going on goings on
Friday, November 12, 2021
demand and supply
It was a mouthy day at work for me.
The screenshot is a colleague gently teasing me for being pushy about the "ethical action" bit in our General Ed reform saga in an online meeting this afternoon.
This morning at a breakfast meeting with the President (of my college), I got on a soapbox about how our facilities staff who were recently subcontracted should also benefit from free tuition for themselves and their family members (as those of us employed by the college do). I went on for a while and when I stopped Prez A shared that they had made arrangements to offer free tuition to subcontracted staff earlier this year. That's terrific, but I was a bit mortified because I can get kind of preachy when I get all worked up about stuff.
I made everyone at the meeting chuckle when I asked why he hadn't stopped me while I was going off? And he said--very kindly--well, it's an important subject and I didn't want to interrupt.
I guess I'm at least supplying opportunities for some laughs here and there?
Thursday, November 11, 2021
the elders are (al)right
The class was standing around, feeling a little out of depth, and Mr. Ray reminded us that the people were Anishnaabe and the language Anishnaabemowin and showed us how everything was titled in Anishnaabemowin and also in English. And then... he taught us to pronounce a word, making us repeat after him: "eh ggzhi bit... now say it all together." And everyone dutifully pronounced it: "exhibit." Ha. It wasn't possible to be stiff after that.
I noted how people fell silent around the boarding schools exhibit and were startled by the clay people... and then we had some great conversations on our way back to the college. And we got our basketballer to their game on time too.
Wednesday, November 10, 2021
"here for you"
* When my students don't have parents/good relationships with parents/are going through a particularly hard time, it takes everything not to jump in and be their parent. Big A mentioned that I have gotten so much better at maintaining a professional boundary. Yes... and I know how much of an effort I have to put into it.
* Celebrated SH's impending parenthood and I'm so excited to hold her newborn and generally be a new mom helper soon.
* I accepted a new CASA case--a child who has been subjected to parental incest-abuse for years. They are surrounded with support and services right now, and I hope I can be another useful tool in their journey.
*My time with the one human kid and two puppy kids living at home is the highlight of every day. But I don't get very much time with them on weekdays (especially on teaching days) and need to find ways to make them meaningful. Usually it's: a cuddle and then breakfast--we start at 5:45 am! At the end of the day it's: dinner together > a show/game > me conking out with the puppies. It's pleasant and cozy but fairly humdrum.
Pic: My NuNu sneaking a treat from the tray I made for SH's visit.
Tuesday, November 09, 2021
change of plan?
Haven't vetted the veracity of this, but apparently there's a dog school "in Canada" so dogs don't have to stay home alone, and this appears to be their school bus.
BRB. Going to check if Scoutie and Huckie feel like running away with me.
Monday, November 08, 2021
Shanti Bhavan
This is near Bangalore where my sister is... An amazing story of students overcoming--honestly--unimaginable odds. Here's one:
"The mango juice tasted funny.
That's how Kusuma started her personal essay when applying to U.S. colleges this year.
Kusuma was then 3 years old. She had 2 older sisters. They lived with their mother, who was raising her 3 daughters on her own.
The family traveled from village to village in the southern Indian state of Tamil Nadu, hiding from money lenders who often threatened them with violence. "For years, I had struggled alone, desperate to feed my kids," says Kusuma's mother, Yashodha.
After a long and tiring day, her mother offered all three girls the juice. Then she drank some herself.
"My sisters and I happily gulped it down, ignoring the tingling sensation on our tongues," Kusuma wrote. "I remember my mother was crying, and after we finished our juice, she gave each of us a kiss and told us to go to bed. I woke up in a hospital bed with a tube in my throat. Later, I learned my mother had laced the mango juice with pesticide in an attempt to take our lives and her own."
Sunday, November 07, 2021
discord
Saturday, November 06, 2021
back story
examine one reed then
Friday, November 05, 2021
And... Diwali!
With my beautiful, brilliant babies. (Huck is in that first picture too... somewhere!)
We had dinner after pooja, lingering at the table forever, and then we took a starlight walk to help Nu put the chickies to bed.
I made a payasam (with oats, raisins, coconut, and almonds) that was delicious... but also the laziest sweet one can make (it took ten minutes from start to finish). It has, after all, been a long week. 😇
(Did Diwali go mainstream this year somehow? We received a record number of Diwali greetings from non-Indian friends this year...)
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