Last night (or: what I wish I was doing again tonight)


Instead of seeing the lovely David Tennant in glorious 3-D, I’m catching up on a neglected house, marking student speeches, and bulldozing my way through a terrifying pile of student research reports.

My students today told me of a way to cheat sleep: a “Nappachino” — slam a coffee, then nap for 15 minutes, wake up AWAKE. It’s 9:30, and I’ve got a long night ahead.

In the meantime, I’ll be listening out for the comforting wheeze of the TARDIS engines, hoping the Doctor will come whisk me away.

(so much for NaBloPoMo, eh?)

Throwback Thursday: I think this hair speaks for itself.



You’re welcome.

A little something for me to remember

Every now and then I come across some wisdom, and I hope I can remember it when the time comes. Today’s two bits of wisdom comes to you from a friend’s Facebook feed and a mailing list I’m a part of.

From a friend’s FB page: “Dr. Carmella’s Guide to Understanding the Introverted.”  Now that I’m fully embracing the “I” in my INFP personality, I’m understanding myself a lot more. The best part of this infographic/illustration is the statement of how introverts gain their energy — rather than becoming energized from people interaction, introverts need time to recharge (mainly because we find interactions to be draining).


I also love the bit that says “interaction is just expensive and they don’t want to spend it on something annoying (read: wasteful).”


I’m starting to give myself more permission to say no to relationships and activities that I find to be annoying and/or wasteful. Maybe it’s because I’m finding myself more and more drained? I chose a career path that forces me to be out there with people for most of the time, so when I’m home (or on the weekends), my battery levels are dangerously low. I guess I don’t want to bother myself with people who aren’t edifying and are difficult to be with.

The other item I want to remember is from last week’s “happiness tip” from Dr. Christine Carter: Quit Something. I think this tip goes pretty much hand in hand with my earlier “avoid annoying, draining people” realization — I’m trying to get better about only being involved with activities that I love and find important. If I don’t have that driving passion or investment, I’m giving myself permission to quit.

Granted, there still tends to be a lot of activities I find worthwhile and want to be a part of — but I am trying to be more selective about where and what I do with my time.

So – quit annoying people and quit annoying activities. Check.

(sounds easy to type, but I’m sure my people-pleasing tendencies will betray me more often than not)

Every-other-day NaBloPoMo

That’s what I’m celebrating here. Yeah, yeah, that’s the ticket.


Gah! So much for NaBloPoMo.

1379605_10153438625720134_469063407_nIt’s inevitable that I can never finish the month! Ah well.

This weekend was a busy one — Friday night youth group sleepover, Saturday morning little one’s ballet class, Saturday afternoon errand running, and then Saturday night we celebrated Jerry’s 43rd birthday with friends (until the wee hours of Sunday morning).

Sunday morning laundry, Sunday afternoon freezing our toes off at the Santa parade, Sunday evening watching the RIDERS! game. Followed up by a round of Sunday late-night marking papers for Monday morning.


(and I wonder why I’m always so tired)

Hopefully tomorrow I’ll have the energy to write something more stimulating! In the mean time, here’s a collection of links I’ve recently shared on social media:


That’s the pronunciation for youth, in case you’re wondering.


oh the good ol’ days

One of the best experiences I had growing up was being a part of my church’s youth group.  I honestly don’t think I would be who I am today if it weren’t for all the time spent with friends and leaders — going camping, hanging out, traveling, being silly, being serious — all of it. My youth minister and his wife still hold a place in my heart that no one will ever take the place of. I’m still friends with many people I grew up with in youth group.

And despite some of the theological baggage I’ve had to work my way through, I wouldn’t trade my experiences for anything — and this is coming from someone who pretty much rejects all of the religion I came out of.

Which brings me to where I am today. I’m back in a youth group! Except this time I’m not a member of it, I’m one of the advisors for it. One of the main ways I’m involved with the local Unitarian group in town is through my volunteering with the youth group. And, I LOVE IT.

It’s different than what youth group was like for me, in a traditional evangelical sense. UU youth are more autonomous, and the adults are there in an advisor capacity, not so much in a “leader”- sense. It’s the youth’s group, which means many of the decisions for activities and topics are directed by what they want to do.

At the end of this month I’ll be one of the facilitators for the OWL (our whole lives) weekend — OWL is the sexuality education program for UUs. This last August I went down to Boston to get trained to be able to deliver the program. The OWL curriculum is great, and I’m already looking forward to spending more time with everyone. (and part of me wishes I could gone through such a program in my formative years)

I’ve only been involved with these teens for a couple months now, and I can already say I’ve had my heart both inspired and broken. I’m inspired by how kind these kids are to each other, and how funny and insightful they can be (often simultaneously).  But I’ve also been heartbroken by seeing some of the difficulties and injustices they have to face — and I wish I could do more to make it easier for them, other than being there and listening.

My heart is full.


Just say no to epilogues.

Last night I stayed up especially late to finish the last book in the Divergent trilogy, Allegiant (by Veronica Roth).  In case you didn’t know this about me, I’m smitten with young adult books – especially those that are set in dystopic times. I think I’ll put this trilogy up among some of my favourites.

I’ve been following the series for a couple years now, so when the latest book came out, I (of course) had to reread the previous two in order to fully enjoy the final one. There’s something about reading a series of books multiple times and in quick succession. This time around I took some time to enjoy the storytelling process of Roth, and I loved watching how her characters (and her writing style!) evolved and strengthened as each book progressed.

By the end of Allegiant, I thought she had come up with a pretty close to perfect ending. UNTIL I TURNED THE PAGE AND SAW THE EPILOGUE.

Why? oh why? do authors feel the need to write epilogues? I don’t think I’ve ever read one that added anything useful to the storyline. I think back to the end of Crime and Punishment — which was a terrific ending! And then there was the insipid followup to the story in the attached epilogue. Yuck.

Then there was the cheesy Harry Potter epilogue tagged on at the end of THAT series. Also unnecessary.

I was talking to Jerry about my disdain for epilogues today, and he said something interesting — he said that maybe authors write these epilogues in order to continue their control of their characters after the ending of the story. It’s a control move!

Maybe that’s why I hate them so much — I’m okay with not knowing everything that happens after “the end.” In fact, I think I enjoy it more when there’s a little uncertainty, and I’m left having to fill in the gaps myself.

Have you ever read an epilogue worth reading? I’m open to suggestions! But I may be a bit of a hard sell.