Old fear and new fearlessness

“Before we go to Culver's I need to got to the bathroom” I stated to my daughter one of the more understatedly dressed girls in the room filled with parents and girls from the choir.
“We can go out that door” gestured my daughter. I felt relived that she was indicating she would go with me the thought of going into a High School bathroom filled with middle-school age girl frightened me.

There were not many girls in the bathroom when we arrived. They gave me a quick glance and I saw in their eyes a note of trepidation. I was the grown up in the room and that thought was funny to me. If I did not have to pee as much as I did I would have laughed. I listened to them from inside the stall give each other dressing tips and make up tips. It was funny to see these girl young enough to be mine  talking and doing things that I did 28-30 years ago. Their presence still stirred a note of fear in the pit of my stomach. I waited for the talk to drift out the door before I left my stall surprised to find my daughter outside washing her hands already.

When we pulled in to the Culver’s lot we noticed a number of the same girls already there as well as some of the boys. More were in side their parents scattered around the restaurant sitting at the less full tables. We were joined by the mother. We chatted about her daughters and frequently looked for hers and were interrupted by the screams of young teen age girl. We confessed how we found these groups of girl intimidating. Funny how at 40 we find 13-year-old girls scary. Was our experience so dreadful that we fear them or fear for our daughter? It is hard to say and I am not wanting to spend enough time with them to find out.

My daughter a young one at 11 still wants to be with her Mom and joined in the conversation. She was not bothered by the girls screaming and running about but she sees this every day. I admire her fearlessness and hope that my fear does not interfere with it.

Extending on one minute....

From The One-Minute Writer:
 Education: Describe, in a minute, the ideal education for children in 2010.
In one minute I came up with:
I heard something about education the other day. “we are educating children to day to work with things that have yet to be invented.” To make the ideal education with this in mind children need to be exposed and presented with the most up to date technology we have. Unfortunately in this country children are not considered important enough to be given that. Such a sad dichotomy.


After one minute more thoughts came to mind:
At the same time children should be taught history. Because without a foundation of history we are doomed to repeat it’s mistakes. But there needs to be a strong sense of the basic of reading writing and math, because all other subjects grow out of those.

Each person learns in a slightly different manner so education needs to be flexible and adjustable to each and every learner.

It feels late and I admonish my self that the excess but important medicinal caffeine late last night makes it feel that way.
It isn’t late not really we just changed the clock and I should not have adjusted. Many things are making me tired.
I am determined to get back to it.
Getting my fingers typing better again. They feel clumsy and awkward right now. Some will pass soon as they feel puffy with the weather change.
I have such wonderful ideas as I drive around but by the time I have a moment to write they are gone. The blank page laughing at me.

For the first time in a few weeks I have a huge chunk of day to write tomorrow, to knit and to plan. Maybe even edit.

But for now I need to sleep and or make a grocery list.

I promised or at least I said I would

I was invited to a writing group. I have been participating for at least 6 months now although I have been a slacker in the last week.

One of my "partners" I find very engaging. I love to read what she writes both on her writing blog, on Face book and on another blog she writes. 

She has decided to make her public and has asked me to help her out and let people know about it. Here is the message she sent me:

Hey,

I'm sure you figured out what this e-mail is about already. You said you may know a few people who would check it out.

Here's a link: http://writersblock-heather.blogspot.com/
You know the name: Language Is A Virus

Thanks!

Heather       

Go check it out. It is a good read! Follow it read it when you can! let her know what you think!

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Weekly Craft Update (a day late)

I was busy crafting yesterday and it postponed me posting and photographing my stuff. So I have done it this morning.

During the week I worked on another hat. I didn't get as far as I would have liked mainly due to time.

I was a little sidelined from the hat by the need to make a green dish cloth that I want done by the middle of next week.

But on saturday my friend Renée hosted a Stampin' Up party and them some open stamping.

During the party as per usual we made two projects. A tent card

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And a Luggage tag because we all have matching bags. 3M makes a cool adhesive tag for bags I think I will be making more.

At Open Stamping I took 3 projects I have had to do for a while. I only got to one. This one was from a kit and I got one set done

and one almost ready to be finished.

Today is Pi day we will be making quiche and pie to feed friends tonight....Off to make the pastry now.

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From one minute writer:

 From one minute writer:

Hour

"When does an hour seem longest to you? When does it seem shortest? (We're talking awake time, not asleep time!) "

 

 

My shortest hour is the hour right before school and work wher I am busy trying to get my stuf ready and my kids and my husband ou the door on time  with everything they need and dressed appropriately. There never seems to be enough time in that sixty minute period.

The longest hour is that hour (or hours) that are spent getting home from where every we have been. It is long weather the kids are crabby in the back or sound asleep. The desire for our own space make the time crawl.

 

 

Breast Cancer

Some of you may know this but earlier this year my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. She is doing great most days. She is between surgeries and radiation right now.

My Little sister has for the second time decided to do both the Race for the Cure and the 3-day for the Cure.

Please consider sponsoring her either here http://www.the3day.org/site/TR?px=2229868&fr_id=1460&pg=personal or here http://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=333453&supId=20720...

At any rate go read what she has to say.

Thanks

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