So...no one is posting. It could be a number of things:
l. Who has time to create a post? (I've decided to look at the clock and time this blogging event.)
2. I don't want to have to polish my rough thoughts...(I have cast reckless abandon and decided to risk your judgment. I'm hoping you see content and ideas, not so much how I might need to revise my writing in this format!)
3. I'm too tired...
4. I don't know how to mess with all the features - pictures, linking, etc. Who cares?...Just talk...
I have to say that I have found great help on this site. Several weeks ago I posted some thoughts about how I wished I had more ideas about community building. Several trainers wrote back about ideas they've used to build community, and I have used them all. Thank goodness for your generosity! I've used Shonna's index card idea for telling why you became a teacher on one side and on the other to write a career you'd never do. It's quick and easy! Jennifer, I've used the T-shirt, which is also very clever. Thanks for sharing these ideas!
So...my point is that it was totally worth the fifteen minutes or so it took to write about how I needed more ideas for community building. Just think how cool it would be if even more people contributed to the pool! So...I've been on for ten minutes now, and I'm going to wrap this up before I hit the fifteen minute mark.
I've been wanting to post about something that has been surfacing for me lately...Isn't it a small world? Last week I met Elsie for dinner in St. Louis. Just the week before I had learned that her sister-in-law was a friend and colleague from a school where I had worked. It was such a nice occasion to be able to share dinner out of town and get to talk to a friend about our training experiences. What a wonderful surprise it was, though, to discover in casual conversation that our fathers had worked together...What are the odds that both our fathers would be FBI agents? Even more powerful...they knew each other. In a later phone call, my dad told me that the judge's gavel he still has in his guest bedroom was made my Elsie's dad. Small world...I love discoveries like this.
OK...this has been twenty minutes total, not fifteen. But that's not so much time, is it? Go ahead. Live dangerously. Post your thoughts.
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Well dear, honestly I have been a little too tired to get on the computer. That sounds so lazy but honestly it's the truth. I have found that my best laid plans went right down the drain with the infamous baby's bath water. I had made my days out on weeks without the boys so I wouldn't have to worry about them before and after school. Well this week was a bust! Their dad is gone so they're here, which I love, however it changes things. Most evenings it's been 8:00 or later before I've even made it home. Then it's homework, kid stuff to take care of and yada yada yada. I know that I'm not the only one who's evenings are like that so I'm not whining but I guess just giving some sort of excuse for the lack of conversation on here. I am looking forward to my car ride with Kae for the next two days. It's always nice to hear a voice that's not in my head or being pumped through the speakers!
Okay, maybe one day I will make an original post, but at this time I am learning lots from the ones you post. Glad you are back writing.
Elsie, I'm so very happy that you are reading and commenting! Thanks!
Liz, I don't know how you are balancing all of this...In those years of young kids at home, I found work to be much more restful than home! I used to tell my friends that by the time I got to school in the morning, I had already lived a thousand years. That job took a lot of planning and so forth, but not nearly as much as this gig...not that I don't love it, but I don't know how I'd add in young kids! You go, girl, and know that I'm thinking of you!
You are absolutely right -- It is a small world. The excitement you must have felt knowing that your and Elsie's dad worked together. You two now have a definite bond. I am so glad you were able to have dinner together. I know hoiw lonely you get out on the road.
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