...Soulshine...

Monday, February 23, 2009

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I was lucky enough to be able to get away for a few days this past weekend to VT to rejuvenate my soul. Thanks to our friends who housed us and fed our bodies and spirits. thanks to nick for driving. ;) <3

The Green Mountains::::

Yes, this is a totally cool holographic T-rex head::::

The boys guard the door to a groovy tree house:::

Chill on a Saturday morning.

Corky builds

Supposedly, trees have some sort of negative ions that will rejuvenate you and increase your sense of wellness. Google it.


As Michael Franti says:
Take ya time
unwind ya mind
we all need a little soulshine
take your time
unwind your mind
we all need a little soulshine

phil jordan

Thursday, February 19, 2009

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Sue went to see Phil Jordan the other day. He told her that one of her close relatives was currently acquiring some property and that everything would come through by May.

SWEET.

St. Valentine's Day

Sunday, February 15, 2009

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In the year 2000 Nick was studying in Rome and he was so cute that I swallowed my fears, got a job bussing tables to fund a ticket and went to spend 2 weeks with him. During that two weeks we decided to celebrate St. Valentine's Day. I gave him a plastic hippopotamus and he took me to Paris. I said, Nick, you will never do better than this, you are off the hook for the rest of your life as far as celebrating Valentine's day. So yesterday we spent the day with our niece, ate defrosted enchilada casserole and drank hot cocoa with whipped cream and sprinkles while we watched "the holiday."

You can't be a preschool teacher and not celebrate it in your classroom, though. Then you're like the devil. We exchanged cards in our class and Karen and I brought in strawberry ice cream with whipped cream and sprinkles (i love that combo, can you tell!?). The children really loved placing the cards in their classmates boxes and also being able to take their "mail" home. Probably because much of the mail contained CANDY! Being me, I gave the children heart shaped slinkies. I hate spending money on cards!

The Thursday before Valentine's day I housed a box of Sponge Bob Squarepants Crispy Chocolatey (not real chocolate) Hearts from one of my students in approximately 7 minutes for 8 points. They weren't really all that good but I was hungry and in a chocolatey mood. Thankfully i was not in the mood for real chocolate. haha.

I think I had the same gleam in my eye as I was devouring the nasty chocolate:



update...in haiku!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

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we were approved for
our mortgage. sigh of relief.
on to the closing...

i've been quite ill these
past few days. body aches and
sniffles. it's hard to breathe.

it's from rocking those
darn cute babies to sleep at
nap. my job hazard.

had my best class last
night. turns out there are other
English nerds like me.

213am

Sunday, February 8, 2009

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i just need a hug from my sister. bad!

Example Given

Thursday, February 5, 2009

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Here's my Blog post from last night on the class blog.


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The section on “the method of interpretation” caught me with the words “master of truth.” As we well know and (I believe) have discussed in this online forum “history is written by the victors.” The victors are, naturally, those in power. Foucault writes “With regard to the confession his [the listener’s] power was not only to demand it before it was made, or decide what was to follow after it, but also to constitute a discourse of truth on the basis of its decipherment” (67).

While studying literary theory we are studying interpretations of interpretations. Redundant, I know. However, I think this is important to remember. Here we are reading Foucault who is interpreting the history of sexuality. Then we, as a class, interpret what he is saying. We are all interpreting through different lenses; the lens of our individual truth or reality.

Could this idea of “the master of truth” and the “hermeneutic function” help to decide what is considered literature in our 21st century Western thought? If there is enough discourse, enough interpretations made on a piece of work perhaps then we could consider it literature? I think of this because I feel like in this day and age just about anyone can write a book. If I had a nickel for everyone in my life who has told me they were writing a book I’d have at least five bucks. (haha). So what, though? Just because someone wrote down a story or their thoughts can this be considered literature?

Confession, according to Foucault, “could only reach completion in the one who assimilated and recorded it” (66). Can we apply this to literature by saying a piece of work can only truly be completed or rather reach a state of true literature through those who verify it as such?

Quick Update...

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cliff's notes on my life, currently:

1) Literary Theory. The reading is superdense!! I have to blog, too. But not like on here. I have to come up with witty, intellectual things to say. Big beautiful voluptuous juicy words and thoughts. It's exhausting. Oh, I really need to decide on my topic for my Master's Thesis like SOON. We're talking by the end of Feb. and now I'm not limited to only my SUNY Cortland reads. OY!

2) Tomorrow is the inspection on the home we will hopefully close on 3/27. I will talk more about it when it's closer to definite.

3) I love my job but 14 three year olds inside for days at a time is helacious. They are literally climbing up the walls. Or at least on to bookshelves.

4) My mom was able to get a week off in July and we are going back up to Chases Lake!!

5) I HIT MY HEALTHY WEIGHT at WW!!!! 6 weeks of maintaining this weight and I am a LIFETIME member. Officially, I have lost 23 pounds since September.