Showing posts from September, 2012

Stranded in Barcelona (Not!)

Well, it's been an interesting Friday. After teaching a section of writing 093, I visited the staff lounge on the third floor, and I opened my email to check my messages. Apparently, Steve and I are stranded in Barcelona and we needed $2,200 for our safe return.

My email was hacked. This fictitious tale of woe was sent through the interwebs by a hack who has nothing better to do, and this person is probably dwelling in someone's basement while clogging up innocent people's cyber accounts. Great. Every single person in my email account and on my facebook page received this email. And although it was out of my control, I am sorry.

Steve and I received phone calls, emails, and facebook messages from concerned friends and family. Although annoying and irritating, it was touching to hear from people I haven't heard from in a long time. In addition, Steve and I are enjoying the hilarious facebook postings on my wall. Perhaps we need to do something fun with it. Someone sug…

Autumn Solstice

Fall is here. I felt it in my bones this week. And I really like it. The Lady Cats are enjoying the cooler weather, too. They gallop around the house and curl up together for mid-afternoon naps. Ah, the life of a Lady Cat.
Today I grabbed my digital camera, sauntered outside, and took a long walk on the Riverwalk. Isn’t it interesting how vibrant the flowers and foliage are when the sky is grey? Blue skies are beautiful with flowers as well, but it’s the intensity of grey that I take note of.

This week I started an additional gig. I teach three classes (two sections of reading 083 and one section of writing 093) at Ivy Tech Community College on top of teaching one night course at BMC. I would like to keep the jobs, plus sideline jewelry shows, book promotions, and programs, going as long as possible, as long as it doesn’t interfere with the elective course (D511) I’m taking this fall. There is fall break at BMC next week, so I can catch my breath, tweak the syllabus and focus more…

Bachelorette Party

Remnants of feathers from the boas adorned the sidewalk in front of the house, and the back deck, much like autumn leaves. The feathers are most likely scattered down the road we sauntered to the local bar/dance venue. We left a plethora of feathers on the dance floor. Rewind to about 4:00 p.m. The venue was fake housed (Steve, I couldn't have pulled it off without you--thank you ever so much!!!) and the ladies started to arrive to decorate. The weather cooperated beautifully, so we decided to take the soiree on the deck under the Ash tree. Pink and yellow mums adored the front and back yard. There were pink streamers, balloons, a sign with Bachelorette tied to branches, fancy glasses, straws, beads,a tablecloth, and candles. It was so much fun. We also had glitter to adorn the eyes and face. The seven of us dined on a lovely salad and a decadent lasagna. We drank spirits and wine. We laughed and played bachelorette games. Two small fires (one in the oven and one on the deck)…

Interesting Week

Last week was a long, strange trip. It started out well, as I helped a friend with rearranging furniture at her home. It made for a fun and festive afternoon. Monday was scary, but all's well, so enough of that nonsense. Wednesday and Friday I trained for classes at Ivy Tech Community College. In addition to the occasional monthly class I teach three nights a week, I will be teaching three courses from September 17-December 15. I'm teaching two reading courses and a writing course. I'm very excited and a litte apprehensive. I want to be able to do both successfully and really help people achieve in college. I've wanted to teach college since I was 18, so I am living my dream. :) Steve is also teaching two courses online on top of his daytime gig, so we're both following a similiar path. On Friday, I went to friend's house for film night, and there was a cyanide scare in Mishawaka. A fire started in an empty warehouse and noxious fumes permeated the area. Ste…


Benign is a beautiful world. Steve and I were so frightened yesterday. Failing a mammogram was a nerve-wracking,frightening experience. Thanks to the comfort of family and friends, we managed through it, and we are grateful for the support. Thank you. <3

Fun Weekend

Steve and I enjoyed a beautiful September weekend out with friends. Friday night we dined at Sunny's Korean Restaurant and then ventured out to That Place to sing karaoke and continue the party. It was a hilarious time. I had fun doing and singing "The Safety Dance" in front of friends and strangers. Who cares? Life is short and no one threw tomatoes. Saturday night Steve and I attended a friend's outdoor garden party. It was a lot of fun. On Sunday, Steve and I both spent the day with friends. Keeping busy this weekend was the plan, because there was no way I was going to ruin a weekend ruminating about Monday. I washed the dishes and swept upstairs to burn off some of this nervous energy. I am thinking positively: the mamm slam will turn out fine and benign and we can go on with our lives. Besides, I don't have time for this nonsense. I'm in graduate school and taking on another teaching gig (three classes) in a couple of weeks, celebrating a wedding wit…

Interesting Wednesday

Yesterday was one of those character-building days. I didn't sleep well last night.It's late summmer in Indiana--congestion is to be expected. I had to cancel coffee with J. because I couldn't catch my breath. It had been a very long time since I had an asthma attack, so it was rather disconcerting. I called Steve and my allergist, and the South Bend clinic worked me in and gave me a breathing treament, then sent us home. That alone was surreal and strange. (Thank you, Steve, for taking me.I was too winded to drive.) Later that day, I answer the telephone and get the dreaded call from the doctor's office. "We need for you to come in for a diagnostic test and we scheduled you for Monday." Okay, then. That has never happened before.I almost cancaled going to class last night, but I'm enjoying it, and as a graduate student, I really need to attend. Steve nudged me to attend and it was a good distraction. Just in case I forgot(!), I also receive the foll…

Wildflowers from the Garden

Here are some happy flowers from our wildflower garden. Enjoy!

Labor Day Sunday Poem

Sunday, Labor Day Weekend, September 2, 2012 The forecast clouds disappeared, and the sky appeared (and brought humidity) blue sky blue reflected on the waves and in the wake of boats on the private Michigan lake, where I grew up in two residences on the same lake over thirty-six years ago. Thirty-six years. And as I lean back in a white chair with cushions and held my knees up to my chest, I felt this place for the first time, I felt displaced for the first time as we no longer have our physical space. And the lake seemed to respond to my sorrow as we listened to the man playing "Taps" with a bugle on the lake into my sentiment and my heart sank in tandem with the sunset. And I gazed up at the afterglow of a recent full moon on the lake with its reflection on the water through blurred vision, a single tear cascading down my left cheek.

August Blue Moon September

When the clouds cleared late last night, I ventured outside our front porch and looked up at the full moon. Not only was the moon full, but it had a bluish hue. The song Blue Moon coursed through my blue veins, so I wrote a haiku celebrating the moon and the changing of the months. Cloudy August night full blue midnight moonglow-- clear September morning. I liked how the weather was cloudy on August 31, and then it was clear enough for the moon to appear after midnight on September 1. (I captured a few photos, so I'll post them shortly.)