Well.. actually, I've never been real big on Christmas. I decided it was anticlimactic around the age of 11. My older brother used to wake everyone up at 3am to open gifts when we'd rather be sleeping and then we would go back to bed. I never felt the warm fuzzies about that exercise... I preferred the Christmas Mass at the church instead. That's just me.
So I have been the producer of the Christmas show at the community theatre this year, and while it was fun and Christmassy, it occupied my thoughts in a way that was not very 'holiday'.. more business instead. So that it over now, and I like 1 week before Christmas... OK... wow!
We have gifts that I need to wrap (put in store bought pre-decorated boxes) and I guess maybe we should start making cookies or something.
I wonder if anyone is having a party. That might put me in the mood... or at least A mood.
Trying to appreciate here and now
I edited an essay for a college bound student the other day. I found the essay intriguing because it was quite and artistic way of saying, I tend to procrastinate, but I am working on it. If I were the admissions officer, I would accept them.
The essay started out describing time as the enemy. It pondered through the relativism of time and some philosophy regarding time and how we move through it. Interestingly enough, I have been feeling similar feelings... except more like that time has become a tractor trailer with failing brakes.
My dad was a truck driver, so I am well aware of the struggle the truck has climbing the hill. It seems, slow, arduous, and painful, but it keeps chugging with that "I think I can attitude". As it climbs that hill (of life) it picks up experiences, and skills, and learns little tricks and tips to make the journey successful....
And then it reaches the top. It puts its proverbial hands on its hips and surveys the surroundings. It would love to stay at the top of that hill forever, but that's not how it works... what goes up must come down. The trip down is nothing like the trip up... the weight of the load and just simple gravity causes it to barrell down the hill at breakneck speed that seems nothing like the journey up. It's all one can do to enjoy the ride.
I am pretty certain that it won't be as long as it has been.... and I am no longer uttering the phrase... "I can't wait til (I'm grown, or I'm through this stage, or till I achieve that)"... no, that's not a luxury I have any more. I need to savor each moment... and fortunately, the analogy of the truck is not necessarily true... thank goodness. The hill down has many plateaus and rest stops and I plan to enjoy all of them.
I wish I had listened to my mother when I was young. She once said, "sure, you want to be grown, but once you reach 21 years old, the rest becomes a blur". She was right.
So here I am trying to hold on to each moment and finding positive enjoyment in each moment that seems to fly by too quickly... trying to appreciate the here and now.
The essay started out describing time as the enemy. It pondered through the relativism of time and some philosophy regarding time and how we move through it. Interestingly enough, I have been feeling similar feelings... except more like that time has become a tractor trailer with failing brakes.
My dad was a truck driver, so I am well aware of the struggle the truck has climbing the hill. It seems, slow, arduous, and painful, but it keeps chugging with that "I think I can attitude". As it climbs that hill (of life) it picks up experiences, and skills, and learns little tricks and tips to make the journey successful....
And then it reaches the top. It puts its proverbial hands on its hips and surveys the surroundings. It would love to stay at the top of that hill forever, but that's not how it works... what goes up must come down. The trip down is nothing like the trip up... the weight of the load and just simple gravity causes it to barrell down the hill at breakneck speed that seems nothing like the journey up. It's all one can do to enjoy the ride.
I am pretty certain that it won't be as long as it has been.... and I am no longer uttering the phrase... "I can't wait til (I'm grown, or I'm through this stage, or till I achieve that)"... no, that's not a luxury I have any more. I need to savor each moment... and fortunately, the analogy of the truck is not necessarily true... thank goodness. The hill down has many plateaus and rest stops and I plan to enjoy all of them.
I wish I had listened to my mother when I was young. She once said, "sure, you want to be grown, but once you reach 21 years old, the rest becomes a blur". She was right.
So here I am trying to hold on to each moment and finding positive enjoyment in each moment that seems to fly by too quickly... trying to appreciate the here and now.
Khan Academy update - use it for math
I did math this evening.... for fun.
I am brushing up my math skills to eventually get the nerve to go take college Algebra and maybe do some college-ing myself. I figure working the old noggin will put of senility. I was much sharper when we were homeschooling. Why not homeschool myself?
In the meantime, I started at arithmetic. The photo shows how much I have done in two sittings. An hour a month ago and two hours today.
If I remember to keep at it, I should be through all the high school maths, or at least through Algebra in a month.
I think this is a Free math program that parents should consider for their homeschooled kids. I've always loved this site, even back when it was just very quietly spoken videos. I loved it when it had a weird way of tracking progress, but now they've really got it together.
While my kids hated videos, they would stop and use them if they got stuck, so this math program now offers the best of two worlds... even if a student is not going to use it as the main curriculum, I highly recommend it for tutoring and review (which is pretty much what public and private school students use it for.)
I am brushing up my math skills to eventually get the nerve to go take college Algebra and maybe do some college-ing myself. I figure working the old noggin will put of senility. I was much sharper when we were homeschooling. Why not homeschool myself?
In the meantime, I started at arithmetic. The photo shows how much I have done in two sittings. An hour a month ago and two hours today.
If I remember to keep at it, I should be through all the high school maths, or at least through Algebra in a month.
I think this is a Free math program that parents should consider for their homeschooled kids. I've always loved this site, even back when it was just very quietly spoken videos. I loved it when it had a weird way of tracking progress, but now they've really got it together.
While my kids hated videos, they would stop and use them if they got stuck, so this math program now offers the best of two worlds... even if a student is not going to use it as the main curriculum, I highly recommend it for tutoring and review (which is pretty much what public and private school students use it for.)
Looking forward to Christmas break
I'm more excited about the boy's college graduation and the girls 3 weeks at home more than the actual holiday. If I ever was a scrooge before, I am certainly feeling it now.
I just paid college tuition for the last time... for my daughter... for the school she is in. We are waiting to hear from my son's college re his grad school application, so there's money.... and girl wants grad school eventually, and I'm sure that's gonna cost us something... sooo...
Anyway, I can't wait for my daughter to get home so we can hang out and sew stuff and have inappropriate conversations... cuz that's what we do. She's just growing up so fast that I find it both depressing and exciting. She even had her first doctors appointment without me this week... she felt like garbage and did not ask me to drive 2 hours each way to accompany her to the doctor. If course I had to reimburse her for the copay (yikes) and the prescription (double yikes) but she was well enough for her voice jury today, with her voice being as clear as a bell... just a few days ago she sounded like a sick frog.
I probably shouldn't talk about her so much... one of these days she's gonna come for me... and it aint gonna be pretty.
So signing off for now until I have something proper to complain about.
I just paid college tuition for the last time... for my daughter... for the school she is in. We are waiting to hear from my son's college re his grad school application, so there's money.... and girl wants grad school eventually, and I'm sure that's gonna cost us something... sooo...
Anyway, I can't wait for my daughter to get home so we can hang out and sew stuff and have inappropriate conversations... cuz that's what we do. She's just growing up so fast that I find it both depressing and exciting. She even had her first doctors appointment without me this week... she felt like garbage and did not ask me to drive 2 hours each way to accompany her to the doctor. If course I had to reimburse her for the copay (yikes) and the prescription (double yikes) but she was well enough for her voice jury today, with her voice being as clear as a bell... just a few days ago she sounded like a sick frog.
I probably shouldn't talk about her so much... one of these days she's gonna come for me... and it aint gonna be pretty.
So signing off for now until I have something proper to complain about.
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