I am in the final push of the semester, which would be more manageable if I didn't have so much catching up to do. It is not unmanageable, though - my undergraduate schedule was much more excruciating. I would like for it to be over, though, so I can take a break from typing - I had to ice my hand today - and from looking at a screen.
Recently I was thinking that I would use Twitter and Facebook solely as a means of telling people I had updated this blog, but now I am wondering if I want to keep doing this blog at all, or if it might just be better for me to just stop using everything entirely. Maybe I will try that for a while and see how it is. It's not as though social media doesn't have its uses...I think I am just tired of it. Also, to be back on Facebook and reminding myself that I left Instagram due to moral conflicts is not really sitting well with my soul. I'm gonna go for a little walk while it's still nice out - it's been raining on and off all day - and think about this a bit, maybe. I think I need some sunshine before I continue the homework quest.
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This amazing lady is Lois and you can read about her here. The little girl cousins have been signed up for Girl Scouts, and they get to watch a Zoom with Michelle Obama, but I tapped out after about twenty minutes as everything is obviously weirdly scripted, and I suppose these things have to be scripted, but it feels so strange and insincere to watch children read their teleprompters.
I was a Brownie Girl Scout, and I wish I had kept doing Girl Scouts, but my mother told me I could do either Girl Scouts or karate and I chose karate and then my mom never let me do karate. So here I am. (In retrospect, this was probably a wise decision on my mother's part, as I was in a lot of brawls as a child and probably did not need more of a reason to fight some snot-nosed clown behind the picnic tables.) I wish Girl Scouts had been more fun, though, from my limited experience with it. The place I grew up in was so small that we have our own council badge, so I just bought one for old time's sake. I foolishly gave my scouting sash to an ex-boyfriend long ago, so I don't have any of my old badges anymore, and I'm not even sure if I had our council's badge or if that's only a thing that Scout leaders have. It was nice to see the little meeting house we used to go to memorialized on an embroidered patch...I'm not even sure if it's still standing. I think I am living in a fantasy world in which I have a Girl Scout troop and we all have little pocket knives with leather awls, and I teach the Scouts to play mumbledy-peg and how to sing songs and light campfires in various and sundry ways, and how to build shelters and cook a steak over a fire, rather than what I did in Girl Scouts, which was putting a lot of cans of soup together to make one big soup (why), and cleaning pennies with a solution of salt and vinegar (why did we have so many tarnished pennies back in the '80s? I haven't seen a tarnished penny in a minute). However, I do have my little fun co-ed troop right now, and they are pretty good at song singing and runnin around in the woods. Today we made some flower necklaces and tried to skip stones in the creek. I find it is very hard to try to teach someone how to skip a stone. My shameful confession is that I only learned how to skip a stone after seeing the throw technique in Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain. Anyway, this is a good lil troop. I might make them some sashes and some patches. I haven't decided what their name is going to be, though. I can't wait to be done with school for the summer so that I can play outside all day and not have to worry about participating in discussion forums! I moved at the end of March & also caught COVID (I think I caught it in the airport - I was also already pretty sick from a sinus infection, so I was already low on resistance & stressed out). Luckily, I had the most mild case ever - I lost my smell and taste, but they came back after a week, and mainly I was just tired as could be. It's very weird to lose your sense of smell. I thought it was like, congestion can't smell, but it was like someone shut off the valve that controlled your senses. I couldn't smell perfume, couldn't smell vinegar, nothing at all.
The move was so I could help my cousins with child care for my baby cousins! They are some cute fun friends and you can see them in the foto above. They do not get a lot of screen time, which is wonderful, as we just play outside all day when the weather is willing. There is a nice creek in the neighborhood so we try to go roll around in the woods as often as possible. (I really want them to be my little feral scout troop but their parents insist they need things like haircuts. I think I also want a haircut. Hmm.) Playing with cousins as a full-time job is highly amusing and I recommend it. The eldest daughter is obsessed with Greco-Roman mythology and wants me to teach her ancient Greek (spoiler: I do not know ancient Greek). The next-oldest cousin is obsessed with Roald Dahl's The Witches and is constantly whining about wanting to be turned into a mouse. ("If I see a lady, wearing gloves in the summertime, I'm going to walk up and ask her".) The third child is very creative and makes up a lot of songs and also comes up with some very dramatic ways of escaping trouble, like doing something loud and then when a parent tells her to stop she sings "I CAN'T HEEE~AAARR YOUUUUUU!" (It never works but I appreciate her.) The baby (he is two) is a very good sport and usually when he is whiny you can snap him out of it rather fast. He likes it when you tell him you are going to roast him in the oven and/or dunk him in the toily. All in all a grand old time. School is almost out for summer, which is so wonderful, I have a lot to catch up on but it will be done soon. (iA.) Being in a household of people who do not use social media has made me realize how much it has sucked out of my life. It's super rotted and I don't want to deal with it anymore, but maybe I will just keep doing this blog and use FB and Twitter as a way of telling people I made a blog post. It's almost summer summer summertime and I just want to be running around in the sunshine and splashing in the creek. |
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