I'm back...again...

As usual life has gotten away from me and I have neglected to write any of it down.  So much has happened and continues to happen, as it does with all of us.  I am going to make a bigger attempt at maintaining things here.  I hope I can help a new theatre teacher or new mom hold her sanity together for just a little bit longer.  I've got a lot to share and hopefully it will be something you can use.  But for now, breath deep and hold on, we're going to go on a wild ride.

Should I stay or should I go....

I return to this blog every once in a while.  It is a very cathartic thing to maintain.  A place to express myself and keep up on what I'm doing.  But then life takes over and I stop (this time for years at a time).  I'm going to give it another go...

So, to bring anybody who has checked back on a consistent (or not) basis...

1. We adopted two little girls.
2. I am almost finished with my doctorate.
3. I'm still teaching high school theatre.
4. I still have two pit bulls.
5. I only have one SD who counts.
6. I have one SD who doesn't speak to us, so she don't matter.

More to come later.  Now it's time to get two little ones into a bathtub.

quick catch up...

I've been so incredibly busy I completely forgot this even existed for a while...and now it seems like a place of refuge for my exhausted brain.  Last fall I entered into a doctoral program, the terminal degree. As I progress through I find myself learning so much and changing my perceptions of teaching, but I also find myself questioning my place in the teaching world.  I listening to others talk and their understanding of education is astounding.  BUT (and there's always a but), their use of the jargon drives me nuts.  I know the words pedagogy and marginalia, but don't use them and often feel that people that do are trying to show how smart they are.  It also makes me feel very inadequate, which may be what they are shooting for, boosting their egos by pushing down others.  I love education, I love learning, I look forward to having those 3 letters after my name, but can I shift my thinking enough where I sound and feel like I'm supposed to be a part of this program?

Am I worthy of the program?

How indulgent...

It's been a long time, a very, very long time. I find my interest in maintaining a blog comes and goes, I tend to journal more on paper than in a public forum (not that this is all that public, considering nobody reads it). I also find that I am not the eloquent writer that most bloggers are, but sometimes I still feel compelled to share, how indulgent of me, I know.

I truly do strive to be a better a writer and express myself in a way that is interesting and compelling. So, I continue to write, I continue to try, and I continue to improve.

Let the madness begin...

I am currently assigning roles for my Spring play, "The Iliad, The Odyssey and all of Greek Mythology, in 99 minutes or less". I'm having a really hard time. I have a cast of 12, over 100 roles and less than 24 hours before the first rehearsal.

I'm really looking forward to this show. I think it can do a lot to revitalize the department (there's a lot of negativity flowing right now, but that's fodder for another post).

I cast several new students, did not do any "veteran perk" casting. I cast the kids I thought would do the best and work the hardest. Now, we just need to make it happen.

A Whole New Year

It's a start of a new school year. A year of new beginnings. I'm looking forward to things taking a positive turn.

This school has a new principal and as much as I loved the last one, I think the school was ready for a change. You can actually feel the positive energy.

I'm looking forward to a good year.

long time...

no post...

Not that it really matters, I don't think anybody ever read this to begin with. But I will plug along and right now I'm considering changing the name to "Things that Piss me off". I'm dealing with a lot of that right now. The most pressing issue....

My neighbors brought me a stay pit bull puppy last Saturday morning. They brought her to me because I have pits, love pits and know people who do pit rescue. So, I have spent the last week having my heart ripped out as I try to find her a new home. I don't know what I'm doing, I'm not a rescue. I have called people, emailed, posted on facebook. Reached out anyway I can think of and yet this adorable little girl still lives in my garage and half my back yard. My girl doesn't like her so I can't put them together. Keeping her isn't an option for me because we have two and are looking to adopt kids.

Now for what really pisses me off...the neighbors haven't offered to help feed, walk, train or find her a home. The one time I have talked to one of them about what is going his response was "she has found a home, three doors down" indicating my house. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get over the anger I feel toward them right now. I have already decided I am not going to the July 4 neighborhood party. I don't want to be around them.

Today, that is what pisses me off.