Making sense

Anne Lamott, on writing ...

"We are a species that needs and wants to understand who we are. Sheep lice do not seem to share this longing, which is one reason why they write so little. But we do. We have so much we want to say and figure out.”

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Snowed in ... in all ways possible

Here it is, icing and snowing outside, and it's nearly April.
What is going on?
Weird weather has long fascinated me, which explains why I love the movie THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW so much. Check it out if you haven't seen it. Fantastic special effects!
So here I am, at home on a Saturday, which RARELY happens. Saturday's my day to spend my way. I tinker around town, window shop, get something decadent to eat (usually chocolate), drive somewhere I've never been, get the car detailed inside and out, watch my kind of movie.
But, NO, I'm stuck at home. Confounding!
Only good thing: I can finally update my blog.

School is consuming me. If it's not teaching seventh grade and preparing for the most-detested MAP test (standardized testing), it's attending night school and feeling overwhelmed with master's-level homework. This is what I get for waiting until my mid-40's to get the bigger degree.
Sadly, my mother's health is deteriorating. Hospice care has been called in. Mom imp[roves by two degrees and then slips back; gets better, gets worse. My sis and I went out to visit last Sunday. We played a few games of Scrabble. Mom's mind is intact ... it's her body that's giving out.

To the readers I have: hang in with me, please. Once school gets out I'll be all over this blog. Right now I'm snowed under -- literally!

Blessing to all,