Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I'm back!

I have absolutely nothing to write about. Or, I have absolutely nothing about which to write. (The second sentence is grammatically correct, but it sounds funny.) When my students are struggling to write, I tell them to start with this sentence after setting a timer for 5, 10, or 15 minutes. I tell them to freewrite whatever comes into their head and pay no attention to sentence structure, punctuation, or grammar. Clearly, I already broke that rule. Still, I have nothing about which to write.

Wait, I recently celebrated 5 years at my job. Well, technically, there was no celebration. (Why do people say they celebrated something if they never even had a party? Paul, I think I should be taken out to dinner.) I'm hoping for my watch at our meetings in July -- I'll wear it proudly, even if it isn't my color. I love that I can work from home, part time, and still get to train the next generation of teachers. Dream job!!

Spring fever has hit hard, and I'm trying not to shake my fist at the sky that keeps bringing spring snows. Samantha found "daffodillas" in a corner of grandma's yard. A four-year-old running around calling yellow spring blooms "daffodillas" is one of the small joys of life. She put it in her hair, then mine, and cried when she thought it died. I'm not sure I've ever seen her as happy as when she found our the next day that grandma had cut off the bloom and put it in water. "My daffodilla is alive!!" You'd think it was a pet :) Grandpa said he may forever change his vocabulary to include Samantha's version of this flower.