Momentum
I am cranky. And tonight is going to be random shit that’s in my head night. Wallow in the craziness.
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I’m happy I have made it here 16 nights in a row. I think I should take part in NaBloPoMo every month. Though I should have better things to talk about. Maybe I’ll structure something for next month.
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It appears I am a horrible daughter. I missed the fact that Sunday was Grandparents’ Day. Not that we’ve ever REALLY celebrated it, but I’ve usually tried to acknowledge it at least. And I didn’t this year.
I suck.
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I went to the Art Institute of Atlanta graduation portfolio viewing tonight. It was pretty cool getting to see what our “youth” are doing out there in the art education arena. I look forward to seeing some of it in the “real world” at some point as well.
I would LOVE to see one of them completely go outside the box, though. Imagine, 10 students in a room all trying to show off how they are great at what they do, how much they’ve learned over the past 4 years, how they stand out and can help you stand out. Then imagine ALL of the portfolios being essentially the same.
Don’t misunderstand me. I understand there needs to be some kind of uniformity in what is presented to make sure the scope of what they’ve been taught is covered. And I saw the difference in each students work, their own flair added here and there. But nothing screamed at me, because it was all tamed down to a set group of ideas they had to present. Bummer.
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I’m going to have a nervous breakdown. Just letting you know so you are prepared. If you notice the signs, please send help. And wine and chocolate. Or rum.
I worked really hard this afternoon to pull myself out of the panic attack that threatened. It was a close call, but I came back from the precipice and moved forward. The next one might not be quite so easily defeated.
Maybe I’ll video it and share. Or not. I have stage fright.
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The Apprentice started tonight. I thought it was at 10, but was at 9, so I missed it. Damn.
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There are not enough hours in the day anymore. And I have not received my clone yet.
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Teenagers. ‘Nuff said.
Well, not really. I was hoping we could gloss over this aspect of parenting with Munchkin, but it appears we can not. The epic battle of “work vs. play” is raging here in the Spellweavers IRL domain. Wish me luck that work ethic will eventually win out.
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I hate addiction.
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I’m tired and I think I will be done for tonight.
See ya.
