Monday, September 28, 2009

Questions I was asked today...



Why DO people go to school? I mean, is it really different than the reasons back then?
Do you want to eat lunch tomorrow?
Do you think she is crazy, like certifiably nuts or just a little nuts?
Do you want to join our tap dancing league Mondays at 3:30?
Can I be exempted from student teaching if I haven't been a teacher, but I worked with kids?
Do you want cheddar peppers or french fries with your diet vanilla coke?
Do you have any change, lady?
How are the allergies treating ya?
Do you have naturally curly hair or is it just frizzy?
Did you like "Lie to Me?"
Do you wanna talk?
Will you please, please help me write?
Did it hurt?

Monday, September 14, 2009

Headaches


My grandma was taken to the emergency room on Friday night. She was having a headache so severe that she couldnt get dressed. Two days before that, while at the doctor, her blood pressure was 217/120 (or something close to that). Im sure the headache was due to the blood pressure, but the emergency room didnt do anything much, so her and my mother drive home. The headache was gone after some pain medicine. Today, the headache was back in full force. No one knows exactly what to do. 1. The emergency room sent her home; 2. The doctor at the clinic two days before sent her home; and 3. She doesnt want to go back. All of this is to say that I dont think I can take losing another grandparent right now. I am not done grieving my grandpa. I don't think it is fair that once one grandparent dies, the other isnt short behind. My other set of grandparents died close together too. I wasnt close to them however. I dont think I can take something being wrong with grandma too. Luckily, she is okay right now.

Why is it that the very things we love have to leave us? I think it is cruel.

I can't sleep.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

I realized something about an hour ago.


You can't make someone want to spend time with you. It's as simple as that.

Teaching: From 2-10pm


8 hours of constant talking, activity, and 80 students met with me yesterday. Wednesdays are scheduled days from teaching Hell. Last night, my 7-10 master's class was interesting, however. First of all, I was exhausted by the time I got there and regardless of the wonderful student Grace who brought me a diet vanilla coke, I was not looking forward to another 3 hours. This class is a weird mix of people. Ive got several full time teachers, one former advertising exec, a couple substitute teachers, one older woman who has no social gate-keeping, one student who is so outlandish and ignorant that I struggle to imagine the later pain caused if a school hires this person, 2 former undergrad students of mine, and a sprinkling of "others." We began by watching President Obama's speech to students which occurred on 9-08-09. None has seen it. NONE! What does it say that they all knew of the controversies, but none, not any of the 18 master's students, had taken time to see it. A good conversation followed which included comments such as, "Wow...I heard it was bad," or, "What a good message. What was all the hype about?" I shared the letters from school districts around this area that did not allow it to be shown and those that did. They were amazed that districts would be so conservative and wondered why. Of course, Ignorant knew why. It was a great conversation and when asked why I might choose to show the video in an assessment class, much was said and connections made. We then got into groups and each group took one of the weekly readings and made 3 tenets describing, summarizing, or otherwise illuminating what the article was talking about. It went well and they admitted they loved the articles "way more than the book or the National Reading Panel Booklet." From there I began my little ditty about qualitative and quantitative research, the who, what, when, where, why, and hows. Such fun. There is nothing better than RX1=O and RX2=02 as different than X2=O etc. to get their brains a bending. Finally, we again grouped 1-4 and each was assigned a Model of Reading from their book reading. They were to explain the model in 100 words or less and draw a picture (but not the actual model) that would explain the model clearly. They did a nice job. I guess I am telling the lesson plan because I found myself, as a professor, noticing these weird students following me through the different activities easily. When prompted, they answered; when grouped, they worked. We were there until 9:50 and the entire time was spent engaged in the lesson.

Now, I know that when I am teaching, I am rarely not in FLOW. Time moves quickly...for me. I am not sure that is ever true of everyone in the class, however. Yet last night, in a class that is L-A-T-E, was after much teaching by both myself and those full time in the class (which is about 90%), time moved. One student commented as she left, "That class went so fast!" and another, "Yeah, I'm glad. I'm exhausted." You see, that is just it. No matter how exhausted, how uninterested one may be, when confronted with ideas at a fast pace, activities that make you think, have positions, and spark curiosity, I think each teacher is likely to jump. So, I was thinking that the very thing that many teachers are worried about, taking positions, being vocal, bold and smart are the very things that they need to be engaged with their jobs. Now, how do I get those in my class to not fear losing their jobs because of interest, curiosity, and perhaps "non-mainstreamed" teaching?

Oh, and I miss my grandpa.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Un-Labor Day in Houston














After a Friday workday in Austin at Dora's school, I headed back to San Antonio to get ready to leave the following morning (Saturday) for Houston. By 10am on Saturday, Zoey was at Shelley's and Mouser and I were headed for Karen and Logan's. After 4 hours, I arrived to an exited Logan, more packing for the trip to Scott's Sister's Lake House and we were back on the road for another hour and a half before arriving at Lake Livingston and therefore the lake house. Such a cute place with its own dock, jet ski and boats. We almost immediately hit the water and attempted to dodge the stumps and look for crocodiles. No luck on the crocodile hunt, but still had a good time. Karen, Logo, iCarly, Thomas, and myself in one boat and another boat was full of more people. Such fun. After a ride and a bit of lightening and rain, Logan and I went jet skiing. He was a bit afraid, but got on anyway and went out. In fact, after coming in and changing, he wanted to go back out. Of course, good ole Jenny complied. We rode again. Fajitas and what Susan referred to as "healthy drinks" (coconut rum, orange juice and pineapple concentrate), we headed back to Houston around 10pm. The next morning, I woke up to Logan starring at me. We both went back to his room where he pulled out a binder full of preschool memories. We chatted and he told me all about school. It was great to hear his little worldly explanations. He misses his dad though. It is really evident. When iCarly and Karen got up, and after a trip for donuts, we all decided to go to the Houston Natural History Museum. Logan loved the dinosaurs...for about 10 minutes and was then ready to roll. I must say that the admission was not quite worth the exhibits. After dropping Logan off at his Gram's house, Karen and I went to a posh little South American restaurant that must be one of my favorites. I had the most amazing plantains and chicken. We would return home to Carl, who had stayed to babysit the dogs, Mitzie, Butch, and Fletch. Then, the morning of Monday, I woke up, finished a movie that Karen and Carl gave up on the night before, and ate left over donuts and strawberries. We picked up Logan at Gram's and after I fixed his bike chain which had fallen off during a prior morning ride, he and I chased each other on bikes around the cul-d-sac. I love that little boy.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Stop Asking-Please!


Here is the low-down: Since May...

EXERCISE: I work out 5 days a week, 45 minutes to an hour at the gym in the morning, usually around 10-11am (30 minutes elliptical, 15 minutes on bike or treadmill or other cardio) and 15, if time, on weights. Then, in the evening about 4 times a week, I walk 50 minutes (approximately 3 miles: 1 to Woodlawn lake, 1 around the lake, and 1 back) with Zoey. If we do not walk in the evenings, I ride the bike 3 miles while Zoey runs. So, since May, that has been the practice.

EATING: I need to be watching my allergic foods better. That is my new, reasserted goal. I did really well in the beginning and with my gpa's death, fell apart. I aim for about 1200 calories a day.

MEASUREMENTS: I have lost about: arms=2 inches; thighs=0 inches (how can that be??); first fat roll=4 inches; waist=2 inches; 2nd fat roll=5 inches; and around chest/boobs=3inches. All of that and I am only down one dress size. I have lost a total of 37 pounds.

GOALS: At 30 pounds I ordered some rolley shoes (the soles are curved) which will intensify my walking around the lake, and my dad bought me roller skates. My next goal is 10 pounds away and will happen right about my birthday. I havent decided the prize for success. The biggest goal is 18 pounds away and is tickets to meet Bette Midler in Vegas. Diane is helping me with that one. At that point I will be my smallest adult weight. From then, there are 6 more goals to my actual goal weight. At that point, I will have dropped almost 100 pounds. I'm on a mission, the mission just gets cloudy with frosting and chocolate chips sometimes. But, it is on nonetheless. There are no more, "I'll start on Monday!" for me. It is on. The battle is big.

So, please be supportive and not provide donuts, cookies, and cupcakes to me. Help me to make good choices, and please, stop asking about my weight loss in ways that make me feel uncomfortable. I would love for you all to be a part of my journey, and I love to talk about my angst with weight, but holy cow!

I hope this clears some of the questions up.