Not Another Homeschool Blog

Tomorrow I pack a bag and drive a couple of hours to my daughter's college.  I realize that is a short drive for an overnight stay but an intimate college has intimate ceremonies and that includes an event Friday night, and graduation Saturday morning... hence, hotel and overnight bag. I dropped my daughter off at her college less than 4 years ago, my only daughter. It didn't take long for her to find me some more daughters for me to love. Not all survived the journey at this college, but tomorrow, I will be cheering for at least 4 graduates, not one. I love them all like they are my own... as a matter of fact, I spoke to one of them on the phone for over an hour today.  Two of the girls in particular, her besties, couldn't be more like her if I raised them myself. They are literally her left and right hands.  I pray that they stick together through all the good and bad that this world has to offer.  While my daughter is always my daughter first this trio she has...

So apparently, my vitamin D level is very, very, very low.  That would explain the exhaustion and weakness.  I am taking supplements.  I have to follow up with a battery of other doctors I have been avoiding... yay.  I did get to the orthopedist who doesn't really know why my leg goes numb, but we will try physical therapy and see if there is a change.  (I have good insurance, so we can monkey around for a while, I guess). Meanwhile, I really, really, really, really need to get this homeschool book done.  So many people are calling me for advice... and it seems black people are leaving the schools en-mass.  They are figuring out what I figured out a dozen or so years ago.  No child's best interest will ever be looked after... it is for the good of the group, which rarely serves individual.... and if you're black, it serves you even less. Read: Y oung, Gifted, and Black, Prepare to fight for your education. 

I finally kinda feel like myself after the flu last winter, and my mini vacation. I costumed a few shows last winter, and kept up with my board duties, and that pretty much kept me offline. Here are a few pics of what I have been doing. Stealing Home (partial cast) Amazing Mayzie Gertrude Mc Fuzz before Gertrude McFuzz After Children's show, Rumplestiltskin (faces cut out) Rainbow tree in Puerto Rico Plants in Puerto Rico

That is how I feel lately. I am speechless and I feel like while I have a ton to say, the words are caught in my throat.  I feel like I have to choose between speaking and breathing. I feel like my throat is so constricted from worry that it can only serve one function at a time... well, maybe two, cuz there's eating.  But at first, I couldn't even eat.  All I could do was breathe, barely. I felt myself grasping onto a proverbial banister or chair rail, panting with heaving chest and laboring back just to exist from one moment to another.  Being so focused on just living, breathing from day to day, left my mind crowed with words that can't seem to get out.  My brain is full... and the images are not cute or fuzzy. Basically. I'm pissed and don't know how to express it.  Who am I mad at?  The world. Everything and nothing. And now I am dragging.  Perhaps I have been breathing too shallow for so long that the oxygen is no longer making it to m...

No I don't have Zika... I don't think.  But according to the signs I passed at the airport, on my way out, I very well could and not know it. Had I known about the possibility of Zika in Puerto Rico, I would have used more bug repellant while I was there, even though I am allergic to Deet.  Now I am using repellant to prevent getting bit at home so I am not personally responsible for brining Zika to GA and beyond.  Other than that, celebrating my 25th wedding anniversary on a tropical island was fun. And pretty.  See.  If you look, city is pretty apparent through the facade of resort. And if you know anything about Puerto Rico, things aren't going well for the people who live there.  Much like New Orleans, Puerto Rico relies on tourism, but it is not pulling the numbers to keep it afloat. The US Territory is currently in the midst of bankruptcy.  (The US should be paying closer attention because this can happen to us).  ...

If you've kept up with my sporadic blog, you know I spend a good year commuting to and from NYC, where my husband was working.  I tried several different types of transportation, as all that travel gets expensive. I ended up using Frontier, for most of my travel as if I traveled in advance it was dirt cheap... but dirt cheap is well... dirty and cheap. Like that time I took the China bus and spend several hours locked in a frantic gaze with a cockroach. So anyway, here are the problems I have had, the last one, I am currently still having. 1. Dirty...  The airplane itself could be cleaner.... but when flights are dirt cheap, you are dealing with a population that gives a pass on that, so between the effort to clean and the fact that everyone is getting on with enough food to last on a 3 month Trek to Alaska, then nastiness will happen. Frontier is the MegaBus of the air. 2. A-la-cart.  Sure, you can fly to NYC and back for $$60.00, but that's just for you, your lu...

I ended up spending the winter costuming a big middle school musical, and a small community theatre show.  And I got the flu and was sick for 10 days.  I can't really post a because of age and permissions.  Here's a blurry one with bad resolution!