Woo gay rights! Woo history! What a time to be alive! I went to Cincinnati Pride and that was a lot of fun. Hustler had a free stand and a wheel to spin and Illyce and I won stupid lube and Hallie won a fucking vibrator. It was a good one too. So jealous!!!!
Cincinnati is actually going well this time around. I actually really like Cincinnati. I could see myself living here (with an adjustment for how long it takes to get places, holy crap!... and some real studying of a map of the neighborhoods because this city still confuses the shit out of me). I'm also getting a lot of work done that is beneficial to me, and I'm feeling more confident about teaching.
It's crazy to think that I'll actually be starting my second year at something. Don't get me wrong, I worked in mental health for 6 years, but none of that is ever the same. Hell, clients don't even stay on your caseload very long (they get transferred, they drop off the map, they fire you, etc.). This year I will have almost half my caseload different due to losing so many 8th grade students to high school, but otherwise I will be pretty stable. That's insane! I never stay somewhere long.
I'm actually really excited and invested in Parkway and what we're doing. Someone reminded me yesterday that Clark Montessori was the first public Montessori school in the US, and it opend around 15 years ago. And to think that we've been taking our classes there and that we know and have been taught by the esteemed, revered, wonderful Marta Donahoe... we're really very lucky. It is a good experience to have. I have learned, changed, and grown so much. We're 3 degrees of separation from Maria Montessori and ONLY FOUR FROM THE DALAI LAMA (he and Maria were basically bffs).
I've been working on a lot of things for mine and Tealie's classroom (as the Dream Team I can't imagine they would split us up, what a mistake!), and I also am revamping our 1:1 conferencing sheet (really proud of it, actually) and the IEP snapshots that no teachers read because it was too much. I'm simplifying both way down while also maintaining the purpose. I'm just making them clear and concise, for quick reference, and not for extensive reading.
In other news, I continue to get overstimulated every other day or so, to the point that I'm cranky and throw mini-tantrums on the way home and make my colleagues laugh, because in general I'm actually really positive and flexible and I guess I'm pretty funny when I'm annoyed so long as I haven't passed into Anger Zone and it isn't directed at you. But throw too many words at me for too long without breaks or think time and you've got trouble.
Today is one of those days but I'm drinking wine to help calm me down. Roscato, yum.
My phone broke on Friday in a disastrous display of karma. Holy hell did that hurt. It still stings, especially because by the time it broke I had already resolved to rectify my karma, I just can't until tomorrow. And trying to push it before tomorrow I felt like would do more harm than good. I've worked so hard to put that space in but have been obsessing about it all week and I'm terrified I won't be given the opportunity to do so. My anxiety is pretty much through the roof about it, every time I think about it my blood pressure skyrockets.
Tomorrow is our Moving On ceremony, the true closing out of our time in Montessori credential training (ignore the fact that we have a week left!). It will be emotional I'm sure.
I haven't cried since being here (so long as you don't count the tears when I watched that video of people hearing for the first time, that made me blubber so fast!), which is good for Montessori training. I think it means I'm sort of getting enough sleep... at least adequate in comparison to last year. And I've been working out with Hallie an average of every other day, getting my tired ass up at 4:30am. She follows this really neat program and I'm just taggin along. The Y's in Ohio modified their rules and it's really supposed to screw members from out of state because they're only supposed to get 3 "guest" visits per Y and then pay $12/time EVEN THOUGH she pays for a membership, etc. etc. This works in my favor so hard I could die because Brenda, the sweet southern-sounding lady who works the front desk at that time, told us it's cool since we're here only 18 days. SO THEY NEVER EVEN NOTICED I DON'T HAVE A MEMBERSHIP AT ALL
. Lucky me, free YMCA for 3 weeks nyeh nyeh nyehhhh. Now to figure out what to do when I'm home, because I struggle with working out in the evening and GOD does it suck to get up that early (I love my morning coffee with Steve...). Who knows.
I've never mentioned it before, but rocks/stones have deep effect on me, and I'm not one of those people who believes in that kind of thing. My grandma, aunt and cousin have all been a part of that, and I always thought it was my imagination when I touched certain rocks, but I did a little experiment at Findlay Market last weekend, and I definitely
feel something. Usually it's in my sinuses, temple, or across my forehead. Sometimes all over. But always on my head, and it's strong. It's insane. So I bought myself a couple of rocks that really screamed at me when I touched them. They are both types of quartz, interestingly. They're tumbled stones with symbols. One is a necklace with a butterfly, signifying grace and transformation, which I am sorely in need of. Every time I touch it my head goes haywire. The other is a coyote, the trickster with humor. Whenever I touch that one I get rolling waves across my forehead. I couldn't and still can't identify the significance of it, because I am not a trickster, and I love other people
who have humor (and is, in fact, the number one way to make me swoon). Maybe it's the stone only. Maybe it's more than that.
I also got Haley some rocks to help with anxiety. I wrote down all the information and where the rocks are from but I'm dumb and forgot I wrote it on the back of a grocery list and threw it away. For sure though I know one big stone is garnet with something shiny laced in it. I remember thinking how cool it was. The other thing is lepidolite, I think. I'm hoping they will help ease her anxiety and panic.
I also found my next tattoo, for sure:( Tui and laCollapse )
Here's a link to the original post from 2007
where I initially broached the idea (back before all this gorgeous art came around). I would like to point you to the comments section as well where Bre tries to tell me not to get tattoos on my arms or crowd my back, hahahahahaha.
, becoming healthy
, deep thought
, still alive
, summer fun