Our trip to Florida was amazing. Did you know we could see a satellite launch while standing in our relative’s driveway? This was about 50 miles from Cape Canaveral. I thought the glow was a street light! Awesome! We watched the powerful rocket race through the night, eventually disappearing.
But, I think there may be dangers in living so close to the space center. Look at Vanessa.
My dearest teaching widower (DTW) and I just took a trip to Florida, where the sun is brighter and the traffic lights self-propagate. Of course, I ignored the laughter and took photos. Everything in Florida is worth photographing.
We visited relatives whom we have designated as our ‘go-to’ family during the zombie apocalypse. We would be safe here, unless I accidentally shot my DTW. I did accidentally shoot the chain holding the target in place. Quite a fancy bit of accuracy!
Thanks to Kristi (Ten Things of Thankful) for her post and video of dog helpers. That reminded me of my most recent experience with the sweet folks who support these assistance dogs-in-training.
I was at an event to recruit volunteers from a local university and my table was right next to THE best nonprofit around, PAWS With a Cause. Okay, I’m a dog lover, so when I saw this adorable face next to me, I forgot all about my puppetry organization!
Look at this face! She’s watching me eat a peanut butter sandwich, hence the avid stare. Still in training, I think. But the fireworks really started when a very young pup-in-training showed up.
I have surgery today. It is either scheduled for 6:00 AM or 12:30 PM. I was supposed to get a call…. The third person I asked about it said, “I’d go with the one you just spoke to.” Okay then.
I am either getting just a rotator cuff repair or an additional procedure to fasten the bicep to the bone somewhere. Three out of three folks I spoke to today were unaware of the biceps problem. So maybe it has gone away. Or not.
I was initially told I would have more range of movement than my procedure in March. I can drive immediately, for instance. Now I have heard that I will be immobilized for three+ weeks. It’s a 10-week recovery either way, optimistically speaking. I do need this fixed so I can swim again, so I’m good.
One thing is sure: I must bring a $250 copay. That reminds me of the game of Monopoly: Do not pass GO to collect $200, move directly to jail.
If you shop with Amazon, please consider donating a (small) portion of your purchase price to Puppet Show. You’ll need to login at https://smile.amazon.com to select the charity of your choice. There are SO many great ones to choose from, but being on the Board of Directors for Puppet Show, I support them of course!
Yes, I wear hearing aids. A teaching assistant and I both lost our hearing after more than a year of daily testing a kiddo’s hearing aids without proper equipment. The student would end up with a cochlear transplant and we ended up saying, “Huh?” By the time the district finally hired a hearing specialist, it was too late.
So, a couple of weeks ago, I was tutoring a young fellow on a Monday and was distracted by my itchy ear. I ran my finger along the hearing aid to make sure it wasn’t falling off. No problem there. The itchiness continued and I developed cold symptoms. I felt miserable: low grade fever, ear ache, runny nose, sore throat, worsening congestion. While taking a shower on Wednesday, I rubbed my sore ear and felt something move! Yikes! I quickly aimed a spray of water into my ear and although it hurt, no critter crawled out. Whew!
Because my dearest teaching widower was tired of me yelling, “What??” I decided to try my hearing aids again on Friday. I noticed that the dome was missing from one hearing aid but figured it had fallen off somewhere. Duh. You know where it was, right?
As I forced that hearing aid into my ear (DUH!), I yelped in pain as the previously ‘lost’ dome pressed against my eardrum. After a few hours of panic at the ENT, the errant click dome was retrieved and I was taught how to attach it properly.
I had to laugh as I overheard a nurse asking, “How did she get a COMB in her ear?” Huh? What’s that?
Having been typecast as a teacher for almost half a century, I understand how actors can find themselves in the same roles. I haven’t finished Another Life series but did make it through 2036: Origin Unknown. And of course, I loved Battlestar Galactica.
It was a bit disconcerting to find this determined woman again! Especially since she wasn’t ‘alive!’ Oops, spoiler alert.
Katee Sackhoff is a great pick for all her sci-fi movies/shows because she knows her way around a spaceship and has a kick-butt attitude that serves her well. For this fan, it’s a bit of a challenge to keep her identity straight. I wouldn’t cross her, though. She’s pretty lethal. In fact, she’s shocking!
Yesterday’s post had to be credited to my dearest teaching widower but this one is all on me. If you haven’t seen Stranger Things, the hot Netflix series, you’ve heard about this awesome series, right? Without spoiling it for you, let’s consider another sci-fi glitch which drove me crazy.
Here’s a photo of Eleven in Season 1. Look at what you can see of her hair. Obviously hers.
Now see what a mess they made of her hair in Season 2? As a curly-haired person, I know Eleven does not go from straight (maybe wavy) and brown to curly and almost black. Yikes. I wished they’d asked me for advice. On the other hand, I have never written a story as great as this series, so I should try harder to overlook the wig. Oops, I can’t.
Only crime scene tape would be a less hospitable greeting for our houseguests, who had to step around boxes and bins of teaching supplies before dropping their suitcases upstairs. I’m actually quite proud of this mess, which only partially captures the efforts I’m making to offload teaching supplies.
It is now possible to see about a fifth of the floor in our junk room, not that you’d want to. I had the same problem in every classroom I’ve used. And every summer I would vow to clear the decks before the students returned. I would go into school, along with the custodial staff who were waxing floors, and get nothing much accomplished. I could blame the freshly applied gym floor varnish for wonking my brain. Or the ammonia used to strip wax. Or the mold.
Hmm…. Is it crazy that I still have the same goal: clear out the junk before school starts?