Apr. 22nd, 2007 08:52 pm
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Been a while since I updated, so I figure I'll give it a try.

Lebanon doesn't want me, they sent me a nice little form letter saying they have reviewed my application, and they're not interested at this time. Kind of ruined last weekend. Screw em.

Still looking for teaching job. Still looking for what the hell I'm doing with my life. People tell me I'm still young enough to figure that out...my bills say otherwise. I've got options, certainly, but I'm still waiting for that one door to open. Maybe it won't ever, who the hell knows? Time will tell.

Let see, things that aren't depressing. SPRING has at long last, at long, finally, last, broken out over much of New England. Which is good, because we were begining to resemble Seattle.  I could never live there. I need sunshine. We lost some school because of flooding.

Mother-in-law's basement flooded in recent deluge, made a nice mess. There is so much accumulated junk down there that is now ruined, we think we're going to need a dumpster to get rid of it all. The sooner the better in my book. It's becoming a health hazard, probably. 

Anyway...things are good. I'm singing again, in Faculty Chorus at School and in church choir. Faculty chorus bring so much more satisfaction, which isn't to say choir isn't fun, but everybody in choir except me is over 70, and their voices aren't what they used to be. The organist is the same age, and probably arthritic. Nothing has any zip, and I like zip in my music. They don't have much in terms of music selection either. I'm trying to figure out what I can do to help in that department. I may try to import some music, easy music, but something more peppy.

In terms of writing, I'm enjoying writing new stuff, but I'm desperatly trying to discipline myself to finish Redefining and Defining the Relationship. DTR may actually go straight to Epilogue from where it sits now, but there's still a couple chapters left to run in RE. I need somebody to stand over me with a whip and force me to write it. I need to finish this, even if I'm not feeling like it. Because I know I won't finish post July, mainly because anything JKR writes about the post-war era is better than anything I can come upwith and my stuff will pale in comparison.

But for now, I'm screaming obscenities at the television, watching the Sox lose to the Yanks (at present), and trying to put off work and other things I should be doing. At least it's vacation, and I've got the week off. Going to visit my sister this week, very much looking forward to that. (Manny just jacked one over the Monster, whohoo!) Philly should be fun. (JD Drew just went yard, as well, back to back for the Sox! Got it within 1 now. Finally getting to this whippersnapper nobody the Yanks got on the mound) HOLY SH** LOWELL JUST PUT IT ONTO LANDSDOWN STREET, GAME TIED! OMFG, THERE GOES TEK! BACK TO BACK TO BACK TO BACK...Hmmm...there's action in the Yankees bullpen, wonder why?...Pena just struck out to end the inning...but holy mother of God what an inning...I'm glad I got to see that live and not just on sportscenter. 

And now for some random memage before I go back to the game. 

Comment to this post and I will:
1. Tell you why I friended you. Assuming I can remember
2. Associate you with something. A fandom, a song, a color, a piece of fruit. SOMETHING.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Associate you with a character or pairing.
6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you. (Or else I'll just ask a random question)
7. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
8. In return, you must spread this disease in your LJ.

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Seems like every year this time, when the weather gets warm, I get that itch in my pants. I dig out the Beach Boys cds, dust off the golf clubs, and mope.

See, it doesn't truly get Sping like here for another couple weeks, but the sun is out now, and it's warming up. It's all a tease, see? Damn New England weather. 

Anyway, Sara and I went for a walk today, try and blow the cobwebs out of my mind. Helped a bit, actually. So many things about my life are changing right now, some in good ways, some in bad ways, some in just...ways. Tough to explain, but I'm glad I've got Sara to work it through with me. 

I hope the weather stays good, supposed to be sixty+ next weekend, which would be really, really nice. I can't wait to get out on the course again. I haven't played golf in ages, but I have GOT to find a way to exercise that I enjoy, and I enjoy golf. If lugging the clubs around helps me get rid of this freakin tire I've got around my mid-section, then I'm all for it. I've put on so much weight since graduating high school...but then, I'm not in marching band anymore either. I'd love to drop a few pounds before going on the reunion tour in April. 

Anyway, I'm just finishing up a review packet for my World HIstory kids, and I'm off to spend more time with my loverly wife. Just thought I'd swing by with a drive by post. Later all.

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Parts of New England are currently underwater as one of the worst rainstorms in my own memory drenches the region. On the bright side, it's May. If this were Febuary, we'd be buried under several feet of snow right now. 

Fortunetly for me, my house is well elevated and dry. My parent's house has some basement flooding, and many streets are closed in Salem, but I don't think there's going to be any serious loss of property, at least in Salem. I'm sure it will be worse other places. 

In other news, Sara and I have a new place to live, finally. So we'll be moving after June 1 to a bigger place, halelujah! I wish the rent wasn't also so correspondingly bigger, but what can you do? 

Sears continues to suck my will to live.

Lastly, I want to wish a Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there on my Flist! You rock!


Mar. 20th, 2006 12:48 pm
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Does anyone know what part of Australia Katieay is in? Hopefully not the part that's currently experiancing one of the worst storms in Australian history?
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So...somebody was complaining I hadn't updated in a while. So here's an update.

Got some snow this week, which was nice. It temporarily hides the fact that it was all brown and muddy before. I had school vacation, so I worked some extra hours at Sears.

That job is actually turning into something that approches enjoyable, depending on the day. The people are nice. The store manager, Gene, is a bit of a tyrant, but he's a NICE tyrant. He has that talent where he can tell you to go to hell and make you feel good on the way. My immediate superior, Frank, is really cool, and fun to work with. Thursday this past week was inventory, and I was at Sears from 6:45 am, to 6:30 PM. LONG day, but we got a lot accomplished, and I got some compliements on my work ethic.

This past Saturday, I got to drive the big shuttle truck back and forth from the store to the warehouse with stock up goods. It started out as a "quick job, just two or three lawn tractors". It turned into an all day project where I brought stuff and assembeled it and put it out on the floor. THat's okay though, I like working with my hands. Although, it was snowing, and that made driving the truck a bit dicey.

My neice's postponed birthday party was Sunday, so I got to go back to Southern NH for the day. Saw my folks. They're repainting my old room, that was a bit of a shock. In a good way, I guess. I didn't really want them to erect a monument to my memory anyway. Had a good time at my sister-in-law's for the party. Wiped the floor with my 8 year old newphew at Madden 2004 on the PS2. This is a remarkable accomplishement, because he cheats like there's no tomorrow. He alters players stats and so forth, and doesn't warn you ahead of time. But I got the better of him this time, with the ARIZONA FREAKING CARDINALS whomping the Kansas City Cheifs 42-21. He was really nasty about it in the end. Didn't want to play after the 2 minutes warning. Almost shut the machine off, but Sara snapped at him to play to the end, so he just started hitting random buttons. I could have scored again, because he wasn't paying attention, but I just the knee. Something he wouldn't have done, had the roles been reveresed. My newphew needs good sportsman lessons.

I've dissapeared from PS again, but with DTR 18 in the pipeline and well on it's way to being posted, I'm going to try to get back in again.

That's it for now.
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Strange, isn't it? I had an awful morning with 8th graders today, and yet, I'm happy.

Perhaps it's because I'm re-reading R.F. Delderfields "To Serve Them All My Days", which is the book that made me decide I wanted to be a teacher, oh-so-many years ago. Like when I was 12. I can pick it up, and even though the last time I read it was 12 years ago, I can remember exact passages of diologe, as I laugh and cry my way through P.J's journey at Bamfylde, his love for his teaching and his family, and recall his joy, sadness and hope that I one day wanted to claim as my own. This book, even with all it's beloved Britishness, should be required reading for every incoming teacher. If it fails to move them, they should be scrubbed. This is "Goodbye, Mr. Chips" writ large, more so, for it's scope sweeps over the generations.

Or it could be that the weather had turned a bit warm today. The sky isn't even all that blue, but it's warmer than usual. Oh, I'm an old New Englander enough to know it won't last, not on 15 Feburary, when we've been known to have blizards in April, but it's a preview, if you will. A note that winter can't last for ever, and that spring will come, in all its glory. Its the kind of Febuary day when you look at the calander, and realize...hmm...Spring Training can't be all that far off, now, can it? It's the kind of day I would have gone to Doc Merchant's office, and said, "Gee Doc, how do the Braves look this year? What did you think of the Sox signing Coco Crisp?" And that brings with it all the hope and enjoyment of the potential of a new baseball season, when the boys of summer play long into the lazy evenings, and you can listen on the radio, and sip your lemonade and swing gently on the front porch.

Perhaps it's the warmth reminding me that no, winter can't last forever, and not only the winter outside, but the cold, cruel winter that I've been suffering in my soul. The uncertaintly of my employment, the frustrations of subsituting, and scraping along in retail. The knowlege that job openings are starting to appear, again, like flowers after a long, barren winter. I've applied to one already. There's one in my home town, that I would DEARLY love to try for. I may, even if I can't take it, since Salem is near an hour and a half from here. They'll be more to come, I'm sure. Hope is returning, and the knowlege that this could all be over. That next fall, I could be standing at the blackboard, like P.J. at Bamfylde, teaching history in doggeral (divorced, beheaded, died...), and relating juicy stories about our forebears to try and keep the layabouts awake.

It's not spring yet, but it's coming. And the true gift of false spring is hope.
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I subbed at my old HS today. That was funny. Many of the teachers did double takes upon seeing me. "You've graduated??" was a familiar refrain. It was a much better day than the last time. High School kids are much more subdued than middle schoolers. Not much to tell, fortunetly.

THere may have been a major breakthru on the wedding front this afternoon. When I got home from school, I forced myself to sit down and start down the list of photographers referred to us by the reception hall. About the fourth call down the list, I may have hit the jackpot. I found a gentleman who charges reasonable prices, has the services we want, and is very amiable. We had a 15 minute conversation about Virginia schools because his daughter is thinking of going to school down south. I always like to make a personal connection with people. It's how I picked the jeweler who sold me the engagment ring, and we went back to him for the wedding rings. My jeweler is a Polish immigrant, and when I was first looking for an engagment ring, I got into a 40 minute conversation about Pope John Paul and his impact on the fall of communisim. That's when I knew I had to go back. So I told Sara about the photographer guy, and his prices, and we're going to try and make an appointment to see his portfolios. So there's some *good* news about wedding planning for a change.

And now I'm watching football. Let's go Saints!

And is anyone nervous about this new storm, Rita, that might hit the gulf again? They're cancelling all further reopenings of New Orleans, and issuing warning orders about possible new evacuations. When it rains, it pours. Literally.


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