Oh you’re wondering what unions have brought you in the last 100 years – Well there is -
- The five-day work week (nice not to have to work Saturdays, isn’t it?)
- Overtime and time and half on holidays Read the rest of this entry
Oh you’re wondering what unions have brought you in the last 100 years – Well there is -
Don’t everyone freak-out at once. But, I am going to be super cheery right now.
No. No. You haven’t clicked on the wrong blog. And don’t worry, it’s okay I’m sure I’ll be mad at the world, or the media, or the political sphere – anytime now –
But for this minute . . . Things I’m loving . . .
Afternoons with Keegan. Keegan and I have barely had anytime together on our own. Read the rest of this entry
36 ideas and 42 items on my to-do list.
3 weeks worth of classes, and 6 days of training.
87 schemes, even though my friend warns that we “flirt with future living”.
22 stanzas, that belong to 12 separate poems.
4 unit plans half undone. Read the rest of this entry
This week, was lovely, and a little bit idgy. I don’t do down-time well, I don’t know what to do with my brain, given enough hours on its own, it starts over-analyzing the crap out of things. I’ve been trying like hell to keep the hamster in the wheel as busy as possible, but it hasn’t been working. I mean you would think throwing an impromptu fourth of July/ birthday part for twenty-five people would be enough – but nope by two on the 5th, it was back on the wheel. Class starts tomorrow though. I will be more than busy for the next three weeks.
Summer To-Do
last update – July 1st. Read the rest of this entry
Nothing to write about.
No stories to tell,
no words to convey,
no angst to lay out on a page.
Nothing.
I mean,
I want to tell you all about this one time in Ireland,
but it will take too long.
And there was this certain day at work,
but I like my job. Read the rest of this entry
Sand between toes never feels very different than it did the first time you were little, and saw the shore and beach before you. And the way the cold water stings, and takes your breath away, that’s all the same.
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Coffee and Marys
Bloodied. Pines block the view of
water by the bay.

Yah that was supposed to sound like Joey – yah, the one from Friends. Yah, I haven’t written in two months. Yah, I’m not sure what I had to say or not say. But here I am writing again. Making a list, because, well, you have to break the writers block some way, and well, I like lists. . . a lot . . like a whole lot.
Summer To-Do
Yah, that should do for today.
If only every
day could be lovely
and slow, just. like. this.
Time focused around
naps and meals and the lovelyness of
hanging laundry on a line.

Is what I’m doing. Such is getting ready for vacation.