Susanne at Living to Tell the Story.
1. Ms. P is (one of) my teaching assistant in my composition classes. Her main responsibilities are to collect, organize and begin to correct papers. In addition, she is learning how to teach by observing. I feel very privileged to have the opportunity to be a role model for her. When we travel to and from our classes, we chat about whatever happens to be on our minds. One day this week, we were discussing math. Her comments about geometry (which she understand and
2. This email from a student: "Can you bring the checklist for Book Report week 1 to class for me? I don't dare ask my mom to, she already has printed it out twice."
3. During the time I was awol from cybersphere (tell me you missed me; tell me you noticed), I spent several days playing Meema to this Not So New Boy.
Visits to parks with the 'cousins'. Blueberry picking at the ranch. Train rides. Hours spent reading and rereading Steven Kellogg's wonderful and enchanting picture books.
4. Brain dead knitting. You know how sometimes you hit a wall of creativity? You just don't have any more ideas or plans? If you're not a knitter, you still know what I mean. There's nothing in the brain; you don't feel like starting anything new and exciting. It's a passing phase, fortunately. Lately, I've been doing a lot of brain dead knitting. The local hospital's newborn cap supply closet will benefit. Making itty-bitty baby hats is so easy and allows me to enjoy the easiest of knitting techniques. Knit. Knit. Knit. Over and over and over again. It's soothing and allows my knitting brain to rest until it's ready to be creative again.
5. Simple meals. I guess I could call them brain dead dinners. The Professor and I know how to cook. In fact, we're both quite good cooks. But sometimes, we just want a simple easy week of meals. Pasta and marinara. Brown rice and black beans topped with green salsa and guacamole. Generally, we prefer our meals simple and uncomplicated. Several evenings this week, The Professor took over the 'meal assembling'. It's not really cooking because the cooking has already been done. But it's not really leftovers either. It's just--simple and nourishing.
How about you? Anything catch your notice and remind you to be thankful?