Happily Appeased DOmestic Impulse

Today was a day of good or at least unobjectionable classes- I didn't focus so well in Hebrew, but we were doing historical linguistics and language families in Linguistics, and the latter has always been a sort of pet topic for me, I did a project in 6th grade that started out supposed to be language families, but as I didn't explain what I wanted to do well enough, and was too quiet to tell my teachers, whom I adored (this was the Talented And Gifted program, a wonderful boon for my 6th grade life: a day a week with other smart kids without social skills- it was great) that they weren't getting what I was trying to say. So instead I did the history of the English language, which was also interested. And this evening after dinner we made muffins, and made a double batch so there are still some left. It made my domestic side quite happy, and sort of set me off in Thanksgiving mode. I'm looking forward to seeing my family, and all the usual shtick. Curious to see how belu will interact with my rather eccentric family, and with the random dance friend (read: Rob M.) who'll be around on Wednesday apparently, I'm not sure when, how or why. Guess I'll find out. Should be an adventure, especially over my mother's continued recouperation, cleaning, cooking, random stuff in my room, who knows what else...

Happily Appeased DOmestic Impulse

Today was a day of good or at least unobjectionable classes- I didn't focus so well in Hebrew, but we were doing historical linguistics and language families in Linguistics, and the latter has always been a sort of pet topic for me, I did a project in 6th grade that started out supposed to be language families, but as I didn't explain what I wanted to do well enough, and was too quiet to tell my teachers, whom I adored (this was the Talented And Gifted program, a wonderful boon for my 6th grade life: a day a week with other smart kids without social skills- it was great) that they weren't getting what I was trying to say. So instead I did the history of the English language, which was also interested. And this evening after dinner we made muffins, and made a double batch so there are still some left. It made my domestic side quite happy, and sort of set me off in Thanksgiving mode. I'm looking forward to seeing my family, and all the usual shtick. Curious to see how belu will interact with my rather eccentric family, and with the random dance friend (read: Rob M.) who'll be around on Wednesday apparently, I'm not sure when, how or why. Guess I'll find out. Should be an adventure, especially over my mother's continued recouperation, cleaning, cooking, random stuff in my room, who knows what else...

Shmaltz

Note to self: acquire more music on Will's advice. Really, acquire actual copy of stuff by the Red Army Chorus.

Note to my readers: No, it has nothing to do with my politics, apparently I just like shmaltz and folk music done Really Really BIG. This probably shouldn't surprise anyone. But honestly, why are we stuck with an old, unsingable English drinking song, and the former USSR had a wonderfully overdone shmaltzy thing ideal for singing in big groups and feeling patriotically ridiculous? Maybe good national anthems aren't actually good for national continuity? Really, that's all I can think of.

Shmaltz

Note to self: acquire more music on Will's advice. Really, acquire actual copy of stuff by the Red Army Chorus.

Note to my readers: No, it has nothing to do with my politics, apparently I just like shmaltz and folk music done Really Really BIG. This probably shouldn't surprise anyone. But honestly, why are we stuck with an old, unsingable English drinking song, and the former USSR had a wonderfully overdone shmaltzy thing ideal for singing in big groups and feeling patriotically ridiculous? Maybe good national anthems aren't actually good for national continuity? Really, that's all I can think of.

Random Frustrations

It's been a day for random frustrations, somehow. At lunch, the lady swiped my card, told me that I didn't have any meals or points on it, and I was very confused- I'm supposed ot have 14 meals a week: no way I could use them in 1 day, even if I tried. So they had to call the Campus Card Office, and luckily they decided that they'd just gotten my meal plan wrong: it had happened a few other things this semester (They'd thought I had all points, and that I'd used them all up), so they fixed it and I could eat. But it was a pain in the tuchus, and sort of nerve-wracking for the few minutes that it lasted.

And then this evening, my bus to go out to Newton and choreograph with Judith just never showed. So I think I'm choreographing out first song, and she's got most of the second one done. Should work pretty well: I'm happy with the music for the one I'm working on, although I might not have thought to pick it myself: but it should be fairly easy to work with. But I got to the bus stop at 6:40, the bus was supposed to come at 6:47, and by 8:08 or so, it still hadn't come- and I was supposed to have transferred buses with about 15 minutes to wait in between, which if the bus came after that just wasn't going to happen. It was again sort of anxious, but I eventually left, called Judith and we divvied up the work. Hopefully we'll get together to go over things some either the 1st or the 5th- if the former, I'd have to miss BORG, but well, if I must I must, and she's hard to schedule with: my schedule doesn't combine well with that of a mother with 2 kids and a husband who works fairly late (the husband, not her), apparently. So now I need to do this choreography over Thanksgiving or soon thereafter. Maybe I'll coopt the beloved sibling and/or zodiacmg to help me, if I get stuck for ideas. It's just good to know that I have backup, if I need it.

Random Frustrations

It's been a day for random frustrations, somehow. At lunch, the lady swiped my card, told me that I didn't have any meals or points on it, and I was very confused- I'm supposed ot have 14 meals a week: no way I could use them in 1 day, even if I tried. So they had to call the Campus Card Office, and luckily they decided that they'd just gotten my meal plan wrong: it had happened a few other things this semester (They'd thought I had all points, and that I'd used them all up), so they fixed it and I could eat. But it was a pain in the tuchus, and sort of nerve-wracking for the few minutes that it lasted.

And then this evening, my bus to go out to Newton and choreograph with Judith just never showed. So I think I'm choreographing out first song, and she's got most of the second one done. Should work pretty well: I'm happy with the music for the one I'm working on, although I might not have thought to pick it myself: but it should be fairly easy to work with. But I got to the bus stop at 6:40, the bus was supposed to come at 6:47, and by 8:08 or so, it still hadn't come- and I was supposed to have transferred buses with about 15 minutes to wait in between, which if the bus came after that just wasn't going to happen. It was again sort of anxious, but I eventually left, called Judith and we divvied up the work. Hopefully we'll get together to go over things some either the 1st or the 5th- if the former, I'd have to miss BORG, but well, if I must I must, and she's hard to schedule with: my schedule doesn't combine well with that of a mother with 2 kids and a husband who works fairly late (the husband, not her), apparently. So now I need to do this choreography over Thanksgiving or soon thereafter. Maybe I'll coopt the beloved sibling and/or zodiacmg to help me, if I get stuck for ideas. It's just good to know that I have backup, if I need it.