Bunny Wisdom

This list beats the heck out of learning life’s lessons in kindergarten. In a home like ours, it’s no surprise to find it in my archives. Here you are, readers; don’t worry, be hoppy.

Everything I Needed to Know I learned from the Easter Bunny

Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.

Walk softly and carry a big carrot.

Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.

There’s no such thing as too much candy.

All work and no play can make you a basket case.

A cute little tail attracts a lot of attention.

Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day.

Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits.

Some body parts should be floppy.

Keep your paws off other people’s jellybeans.

Good things come in small-sugar coated packages.

The grass is greener in someone else’s basket.

The best things in life are still sweet and gooey.

An Easter bonnet can cover the wildest hare.

Krumpet says hello.

Krumpet says hello.

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The Joy of Less; Minimalizing continues

Month two of Mother Nature Network’s Responsible Living project is Cooking the Basics. We’re already on track for that, so I’ll see what we can do to improve.

Things you can make yourself instead of buying: we do many of these, including pizza crust. Pizza crust from my bread machine is the best. Top it with a light sauce and some home-grown oregano – drool worthy.

Local foods in midwinter: The canning part is going well. With pickles, salsa, applesauce, and of course the best jams in the family, we have a good stock of local foods in the basement. This section, though, reminded me that I can buy and store produce without refrigeration. I bought several (a very heavy bag full!) acorn and butternut squash in September. In my cool-to-cold back hallway, they kept well. We ate the last one after Christmas. Next year, I might expand on this concept.

Books! Books! Alice Waters’ The Art of Simple Food is now on my wish list on the swap site. So is Lucid Food; Cooking for an Eco-Conscious Life. These two sound like good browsers and the kind of book that’ll stay on my shelf rather than get swapped away again.

Well, readers, it does feel a little hopeless to attempt green living when there’s more white stuff coming to cover the ground. I’m glad I read this article because it was encouraging. I found new ideas that are possible, even in the depths of winter.

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Purging and Decluttering continues

Spell checker doesn’t recognize Decluttering as a word. Get used to it, WordPress, it’s going to be a regular term around here.

I managed to get rid of two boxes of miscellaneous, as the thrift stores call it. Two boxes out of the way! That’s a good start. Then we attacked La Petite’s room. It’s going to become a guest room slash office – mainly an office for me. When I approach a project and consider blogging the process, I almost always forget the “before” pictures. This time I have “before” photos, but we haven’t reached the “after” stage yet. Observe – if you dare.

trashy card table pretending it’s a nightstand

The View of the Floor

Buttercup loved playing with (and chewing on) the large boxes we’d stashed in here. Upon the onset of Operation Office, we discovered that she had also shredded large pieces of styrofoam packaging material. Clean-up, shall we say, was not fun.

These, then, are the “before” pictures. “After” might be a while. Right now, the card table is just a stashing place for all things awaiting La Petite. The bed has been moved to a different space, and two of Amigo’s bean bag chairs have made their way in to live on the rug. I suppose this is the “during” stage.

Readers, if we ever reach the finished product, I’ll take pictures. Really.

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Franken-vouchers

She couldn’t stay quiet for long. Grandma Daisy is back, less than a week after the annual budget talk by so-called Governor Walker.

Fiddle-dee-dee. Tomorrow will be another day.

As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!

Big Brother is watching.  

All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others.

Wilbur didn’t want food, he wanted love.

I have created a monster!

 

Well, grandkids, all of these are lines from classic books. Let’s see how many you or your mother can identify. What? So few? What are they teaching these days — never mind.

Let’s look at the last one. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein,  of course. Truth be told, though, young ones, this particular quote isn’t a direct quote from the novel. It’s kind of like crediting  Buzz Lightyear with “To infinity and beyond!” when he only said it twice in the first Toy Story movie.

The truth is that Shelley’s work inspired the phrase.  An English teacher I knew (they’re always handy when you need a good literature quote) mentioned that there is no exact quote in which Dr. Frankenstein says or another character says that he/you have created a monster–it’s more of a thematic draw from the overall text. Frankenstein warns the man who meets him at the end of his life how “dangerous is the acquisition of knowledge,” as a way of saying, “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should!” in keeping with the “created a monster” idea.

So, young ones, back to the budget. Governor Talks-a-lot claimed to have innovative changes for our fair state’s education system. His changes consisted of a straining-at-the-seams budget for public schools and a significant increase in a program called Vouchers. Vouchers were grants, money, scholarships paid by the state for students to attend private schools. Private. Not public charters, not home-schooling, but private schools. Governor Walk-on-by ignored the evidence that current voucher schools in Milwaukee were not doing any better then their public counterparts down the road. In fact, if they measured success by the standardized tests of the day, voucher schools did a poorer job of educating their students.

Governor Walk-all-over-you decided that his “innovative education reform” would expand the voucher program into other middling to large-ish cities. Make it bigger. Spread the money around. Around the state, that is. One city, one school district at a time.

The Governor, despite his lack of scientific or educational background, had created a monster. He wanted to open up the private vouchers, damage the state’s education budget, and further gut public schools.

Governor Walkerstein was ready to create his monster. He didn’t have the wisdom of my English teacher friend to tell him that just because he could, didn’t mean he should.

Oh, young ones, it was a tough time to be a teacher. In fact, I could use a cup of coffee. Let’s take a break and talk about classic television. Have you ever seen WKRP in Cincinnati?

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Does quality no longer matter?

Oh, those television people. It was in the Info for an episode of The Revolutionary War on Military Channel.

The British military makes plans to keep New England for themselves in 1977 but fail, and France and Spain send troops to provide assistance to the colonies. No cast information available.

Did you find it? Good. Sometimes it’s harder to find a numerical error than a misspelling.

I still remember an elementary principal reading an inspirational short piece on Secretary of State Colin Powell. The only problem was this: Condeleezza Rice was Secretary of State at the time. Colin Powell had already retired from the post. You guessed it, people, I didn’t have a lot of respect for that administrator.

Accuracy. It’s missing so often. When I grade a student lower because of spelling mistakes and his mother says “But we spell checked it!” I wonder if they really know the difference between herd and heard, piece and peace. Peas, too, for that matter. You know, visualize whirled peas. If not peas-ful, it’s at least tasty.

Then there are the half-hearted guesses on tests. What was the impact of the battle of the Alamo? “A lot of people died.” Duh. Read the book.

Or this, on a high school level: the student was to compare the effects of the Western economy on China in the 19th century. The 1800s, folks. Bear witness to an actual studnet answer.

The effects of western and Chinese economy are quite apparent. The Chinese population is very large with millions of people. Where as the westernized economy is the same way, but with less people per acre. The western economy is going to overall cost more because of the fact that people are paid more to make less. Where as in china at the current time there are many more people who get paid next to nothing to make crap to be shipped to america and sold.

Maybe this student will grow up to work for the Military Channel writing Info pieces.

Ah, this post is getting more snarky than humerus – er, humorous. Armed with a graduate degree and a sense of sarcasm, I will shut down the computer and face the whirled – er, world.


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Flu Family History

I was searching and sorting and purging a pile of papers and I found this, a predecessor to Monday’s post. It’s on a scrap of yellow legal pad, so it probably rose from the ashes of a school staff meeting or staff development. This piece wasn’t for the CDC. In fact, I’m pretty sure I wrote it pre-blog. To make it current, it would need almost no changes.

You know the flu has taken over when:

  • Chicken soup and cinnamon toast make a meal.
  • The phone rings and the teenager doesn’t move.
  • The blind family member identifies people by their coughs rather than their voices.
  • The dishwasher is full of glasses and bowls because no one is eating real meals.
  • Each sick person carries around his/her own box of tissue.
  • Suddenly the supply of Tylenol and ibuprofen in the medicine cabinet looks woefully under stocked.

The above list was written with a sense of – well, something close to gallows humor, if I remember correctly. Since that year, all of us have stayed up to date on flu shots. Get your own flu vaccine, people. It’s not too late.

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Flu, flu

We lost track of a family with two children in our school. How does a school lose track of an entire family? You see, it’s like this. We get in touch with every student and learning coach at least twice a month. We communicate in between those calls by email. We hadn’t heard from this family in a week, the learning coach hadn’t logged in for two weeks, and the students hadn’t logged in for several days and were lagging about nine days behind in their work. We left voice mails when they didn’t answer the phone. We sent emails that got no reply. Then we started to worry. Were they okay?  They didn’t live in the safest of neighborhoods. Should we send the police out for a welfare check?

When we reached their emergency contact, we found out that the entire family was down and out, and I mean really, really down and out, with this year’s strain of influenza.

It’s not over, people. That flu bug that’s been making its way through the nation is still hitting, and it’s not holding back. The Center for Disease Control is asking bloggers to pass the word: flu season is not over. It’s not too late to prepare to prevent yourself from being a victim.

Step one: Get vaccinated. Call around; if you can’t go to a doctor’s office, check with nearby pharmacies. Call the local health department and ask their advice. The current vaccine is still available.

Step two: Take common sense precautions. Every day preventive acts can help keep those germs away. Avoid sick people. Stay home if you’re sick – the office can and will run without you. Cover your nose and mouth if you sneeze or cough.

Step three; If your doctor prescribes antiviral drugs, take them. It’s worth it. They will shorten the duration of your flu, and they can lessen the symptoms.

My story above? It’s not over, either. Flu season continues to affect people across my state and across the country. This family is struggling to get to a telephone, much less log on and actively continue schooling. If the students don’t recover soon…let’s just say I’m worried. Very worried.

I’ll do what I can to support my students and their families. Readers, pass the word. It’s your job to protect yourself with a flu shot. Take care. I mean it.

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Storing the canning supplies

Oh, I was so proud last June. I organized the cupboards, cleared a space, and the storage for my home-canned goods looked great. Here’s an encore post showing the stock and the storage. 

There must be a better way.

This is the “before” picture. I’ve increased my repertoire of canned foods every year, and with that increase in recipes came an increased yield. Then comes the question: where do I keep all these provisions? And after we finish each jar of pickles or jam or applesauce, where will I keep the reusable jars? Above you see the dilemma in June: a partial shelf of pickles and jams and applesauce and rhubarb waiting for their day on the table, surrounded by empty canning jars and freezer containers.

Something here must go.

Step 1: I cleaned out half the books at the top.

Step 2: I gathered boxes for a thrift store donation (shelves out of sight on the left).

Step 3: I relocated the crockpot and reorganized the jars by size.

Step 4: Move in!!

Ah. That’s better.

Readers, this is the “after” shot – the “after” shot for June. After I’ve canned my way through June and July and even part of August, this cupboard will look very different. I’ll be sure to show you then. Remind me. Really.

Okay, readers. I now have at least double that amount of empty jars, and I never did show you August, did I? Expect a sequel as I work on decluttering – as much decluttering as my still-weak left side will allow. 

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When Gradebooks Attack

I tried. I really, really tried. This was my gradebook Friday morning. Each and every little square A+ means there are tests or quizzes or portfolios to be graded. In this case, every single course except Reading for Success (which comes in on Mondays) had work waiting for me.

 

I accomplished a lot, but not nearly enough. I had to leave several of these lovely little A+ icons in their square, unfinished stage. Meanwhile, several students kept working through the weekend. Monday, any progress I’d made on Friday appeared to be erased.

And that’s not counting the assignments that came in the mail.

Friday afternoons and Monday mornings are my busiest schedules, too. Regardless of the challenges, I do my best to hit the ground running on Monday afternoons. When Monday came to a close and I emptied the dregs of my tea, the gradebook looked better. Not empty, but better.

The Language Arts assignment that awaits my rubric and my eagle eye is one from a student who is working ahead. Deep breath; this one can wait until morning.

Now if only I could talk the students into really, really reading directions. Take another deep breath: that solution is still in the invention stage.

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Frustration becomes Normal

Oh, it’s time for another bout with the Clinic that Shall Not Be Named and the Pharmacy that Shall Not Be Named. This time, I’m too tired to be upset. I’m just resigned. It’s not worth it to expend any more energy on a system I can’t use effectively, one I certainly can’t change.

Day 1: Called clinic for Amigo’s New Doc regarding renewal of a prescription. We had been splitting the pills for him so he could take a lower dose, but the pill is so small the splitter doesn’t work well.

Potential solution: leave a message for doctor asking if he will renew this with a change to a lower dose.

Actual result: This type of call has to go through triage, and triage only takes phone calls between 8:30 and 4:00. I called at 4:05. No voice mail available, no human being in a position to take a message and pass it on to New Doc or his staff.

Next step: try pharmacy. Maybe they can contact New Doc through their system.

 

Day 2: Called Pharmacy that Shall Not be Named. Explained Amigo’s situation, asked about lower dose and whether they could communicate with New Doc. Yes, they could communicate with New Doc. No, a lower dose is not available. We’ll have to keep splitting pills.

Day 2, Part 2: Still talking with Pharmacy that Shall Not be Named, I asked about my medication for blood pressure. According to a note sent through the messaging system at the Clinic That Shall Not be Named, Family Doc sent a renewal to the Pharmacy That Shall Not be Named almost a month ago.

First step: Ask for a person, not a recorded phone call.

Second step: Wait on hold.

Next: Talk to pharmacy tech, who says there is no record whatsoever of a prescription coming in on that date.

Finally: Pharmacy will contact Family Doc’s office and ask questions.

Day 2, the Sequel: Brought up the My Messages account, found the message stating the prescription had been sent on the 13th. Sent another message stating that pharmacy has no record of said prescription, and asking what happened. 

Next Step: wait. Hope the new meds get settled before the current supply runs out.

Step that Cannot Be Taken: Inform Clinic That Shall Not be Named that their so-called communication system really, really stinks. Frankly, I can’t even be angry anymore. I’m just resigned to the fact that I’m stuck in the mud of a patient-unfriendly system.

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