Well not really since Diyaman made me a administrator. But this blog is too good to waste so I’m commandeering it. (Int. Talk Like a Pirate Day, Sept 19th) I was trying to get back to Xanga but I think I’ve moved beyond that and the person who wrote there. So we’ll keep Litfromthewasteland as close to professional as I can be professional and use this one for randomness.
So I’m rocking Pandora Radio right now. I know, late to party but I have a Brit Rock station I set up with bands I’ve been meaning to get like the Kaiser Chiefs and Bloc Party. Yes, it’s not strictly Brit but you know, that sound. I also have a Foo Fighters station (duh).
I’ve also entered week 7 of Weight Watchers and have lost 10 pounds. Yeh. I mean I’m proud and it’s not too hard, during the week. But then the weekend comes around with it’s drinking marathons and delicious meat parties. We’ll keep trucking along and see what develops. I would like to lose 10% by the end of the month but that doesn’t seem likely to happen.
New semester of classes. They’re totally different than anything I’ve done. It’s mostly performance based stuff, storytelling, read alouds, draw and tell. Me, they want me to draw a story. But it pulls me out of my comfort zone, YAs, and gives me a challenge which for some reason I feel the need to do.
Speaking of challenges I applied to be a Special Events Educator Volunteer at the Planetarium. Hoping to get more exposure to working with kids of all ages. So I don’t have to say, two years ago when I student taught. Because really, I’m not busy enough, full-time job, two classes, exercise, and now throw an volunteer position on the pile. Yes!
That’s what I’m thinking about this morning. Maybe I’ll try it again tomorrow, without the royal “we.” I just like to pretend there are always people with me. Makes the day go by.
