WORTH A READ...

a new and cutting edge take on education..an ongoing passion of mine. Understanding how the brain works, and works out.....

http://being.publicradio.org/programs/2010/learning-doing-being/

I LOST MY PHONE...

...and it unhinged me.

It was Tuesday, sort of middle of the week in the ongoing struggle of looking for work, keeping it all together, the usual assortment of stresses, and the phone took me down.

I knew I had used it just the night before, and I knew I had not put it on the charger overnight. The phone is nearly 2 years old, starting to have troubles, but still very serviceable.

I tore the kitchen and my office apart...I drove David insane with it, then I cried. It became the flashpoint for all of the veneer cracking around my jelly of a day. Finally, David said, " Enough, we are getting you a new phone.."

And, so we did.

When C came home from school, she went upstairs and came down with the old phone in her hands...and after a lot of backpedaling and intense re-shuffling of history, accompanied by tears, we learned that she had stashed it in such an out of the way place...Houdini could have been using it. Like all people, she just put it there on her way to another thing.

When she realized I was not going to ground her for the rest of her life, or drive the car over her bike....we both had another big cry (my second of the day).

How could a hone do this to me...it was more about my own responses...my own so very thin skin of confidence in these days.

David called it an opportunity to upgrade my phone....and he is right. So forever shall it be.

I DID LOSE MY PHONE

IT DID NOT WANT TO BE FOUND

AND SO A NEW ONE.

CONFUSION AND TEARS

THEN CLARITY ABOUNDS

WRITE A CHECK AND DROID

THIS SHELL IS SO THIN

UNDERNEATH JELLY AND MOOSH

GOTTA BE CAREFUL.

IOKU...

I stink...

Seems the caffeine did me in..I THOUGHT I was writing haiku...but, I HAD IT BACKWARDS, INSIDE OUT...instead of 5-7-5 (syllables, that is...) I wrote in 7-5-7. Funny, but I had this feeling that I kept getting it wrong...but, I persevered, sure that if I kept counting I would make it work.

When did I see the error of my ways? While walking Milo. All good thinking happens on dog walks...

The awful time has come that Nicky (at 15) can no longer do the long course dog walk...that is a hearty walk up Bagley, with it's nice hills and final flat, hard right and hard right again at Canfield to return to across Beverlywood and back to our house. It usually takes about 45 minutes, with Nicky prancing ahead for a few blocks, then me pulling her after the last turn and us slowing down to get her home.

Last Friday, I pushed her too hard. I knew we were coming to the end of these lovely tandem 2 dog walks.....but, I just did not want it to end. We stopped three times for her to rest and when we got home, she was panting and limping.

So, now, I take them both around the block, bring Nicky home and take only Milo on the long course....Nicky glares at me as I release her from the leash, she is a proud dog. Milo and I do the long course in about 30 minutes, we both walk fast.

somewhere as I as trying to put this all into 7-5-7, it occurred to me that something just did not feel right. I kept counting sylls ( I do it with my fingers...), I felt it was amiss, but I kept swapping words and counting.

I do not withdraw the previous IOKUS (Inside out haikus) , but offer up these, DOGWALKUS to try and express the situation...

She prances ahead

Then lags, I pull the leash, hard,

She sniffs as she walks.

Nicky is fifteen.

Many years in human years,

She is a proud bitch.

Long course is too long,

Around the block is too short,

She lags as I pull.

Nicola came first,

I remind Milo and cats,

My first baby love.

SOCCU...

I am fully a soccer mom. Camille is playing AYSO, we are in U12, section 76, her team is The Incredibles...they seem to be constantly matched against better teams. The other teams seem to have stronger players, but our Increds try really hard.

I bring a camp chair, iced coffee and the ipod...I also started thinking of haikus to work thru and so decided to post a few...

SOCCUS

LaCeienga Park now,

Camp chairs and water,

Sat AM, AYSO.

Whew, so hot AYSO,

Today, drink water,

Run hard, kick, hard, just one goal.

It's cool on the field today,

Is that rain falling?

Don't stop, run, kick, just one goal.

Wish I had brought a sweatshirt,

Uh, wait, not so fast,

The sun comes out, now it's hot.

Iced double cap, ipod, CHECK,

Camp chair, cell phone, CHECK,

Is today Saturday? CHECK.

JOIN ME!

Admittedly, these are not great, but I figure if I keep at it, I will get better!!!

The subject is soccer, AYSO, in particular...those practices, those unending emails from hardworking coaches, the sidelines....

7-5-7 is the medium.....