Monday, March 31, 2008


Please, please tell me now...

While this isn't a post on great music from the 20th century (can anyone name the group?), it is an honest plea for wisdom, insight, caution, and/or affirmation. Remember the changes I mentioned a couple of posts ago?
Although I'm not ready to unveil all the goings on here in Suburbia (yet), I will tell you that Rob and I have decided that I will homeschool our oldest and youngest children next year.

So. Our youngest lovey will be in Kindergarten, and I'm very drawn to this curriculum for him. I have used this particular provider once before with just a single subject and was quite pleased. I don't know if it is the English teacher in me or what, but I really do appreciate the premise of a literature-based instruction.

If any of y'all (yes, the three of you in your bathrobe and slippers) have experience with this company, please alert me. Please, please tell me now; is there something I should know?


Sunday, March 30, 2008


Happy Birthday...

to my baby sister. Now that her age has two digits (and starts with a "3"), the bib motif might be a smidge unneccessary! Love you.

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Thursday, March 13, 2008


He's mine...

Sometimes I get caught up in the day-to-day living. Sound familiar? Then I forget to appreciate the man I married; I forget why I loved him in the first place. He is, quite possibly, the most unselfish person I know.

I've been dealing with an outer-ear infection this week. It made friends with a head cold. And I have parent/teacher conferences for two days. So when I got home yesterday afternoon, Rob met me at the door with a packed bag and a hotel reservation to this swanky joint. Muy impressivo! He also informed me that he would be teaching my classes for me this morning so that I could sleep in. He didn't care what I did for the evening, but I had to promise him I would be in bed by 9:00 PM. No problem!

I had a gloriously boring night, complete with bubble bath and chick-flick. My head cold is actually a bit worse now, but since I got so much rest, I'm not nearly as bothered by it.

Yes, he has a brother. He's married too.

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Tuesday, March 11, 2008



got one! I know, I'm sooooo behind the times! But who cares? The best part of all? It was FREE! Really. I won it at a vendor's booth at a trade show. Granted, I have no clue whatsoever how to load my own music (thanks, Rob), but I do know how to turn it on and re-charge it. Baby steps, people. Here's to joining the 21st century!

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Monday, March 10, 2008


Curriculum mapping, the nature of change, and the Holy Spirit...

At the school where I work, the faculty and staff are in the process (tedious but necessary) of SACS accreditation. One component of that process is curriculum mapping, and the teachers are all abuzz with questions (mostly) and good ideas. Much has been written about curriculum mapping, but in a nutshell, it is exactly what it sounds like: a map of your (my) curriculum. I look at my plan book and map out what I have done, say, for the past nine weeks. This serves two purposes: it tells me what I actually teach, and it shows me where (if any) there is overlap with instruction. For instance, if I spend seven days teaching about active and passive voice in the 8th grade, I don't need to do that again in the 9th grade. You can see where this is absolutely crucial in the elementary grades.

One component of curriculum mapping is essential questions. We teachers are learning to formulate essential questions in such a way as to lead to further discussion, not just to be answered with a "yes" or "no." For instance, and I'm giving a word-for-word example here, instead of asking, "What is change?" I might ask instead, "What is the nature of change?" With the second question the students might think about catalysts, conditions, components, etc. Cool, right?

So that provoked my own thought process about the nature of change in my own life. Here in Suburbia there are lots of changes going on- changes that I didn't bring about on my own. As a matter of fact, if left to me, the changes wouldn't have even been initiated, let alone culminated. But being led by the Spirit is uncomfortable at times, and growing pains are definitely a component of change. I know as believers we are not called to a life of comfort and ease, but honestly, sometimes my initial reaction is "Why me?" instead of "Here am I: send me."

I don't like this about myself, but I can see bits and pieces of me that have been chipped away in the past year. And that is encouraging. Because when I really get right down to it, I want the Holy Spirit to be what brings about change in my life.

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