This is what my productivity looks like. I'm a scatter/throw things on the ground sort of worker. Roommates and guests be warned.
30 November 2010
29 November 2010
I almost killed myself putting up these Christmas lights last night. I guess that's why you should use a chair instead of attempting to stand on the kitchen counter. I've lost my touch since last year when I climbed on top of my refrigerator. But tonight, my bruised knee and I can enjoy my festive apartment.
28 November 2010
"Someone told me it's all happening at the zoo. I do believe it. I do believe it's true. You can take a cross town bus if it's raining or it's cold, and the animals will love it if you do. The monkeys stand for honesty, giraffes are insincere and the elephants are kindly, but they're dumb. Orangutans are skeptical of changes in their cages and the zookeeper is very fond of rum. Zebras are reactionaries, antelopes are missionaries. Pigeons plot in secrecy and hamsters turn on frequently. What a gas! Come and see at the zoo!"
It was Christmas decorating day at our house this afternoon -- complete with the old school musical stylings of my sister's Bing Crosby Christmas record.
Our wreath from Talbott's Christmas Tree Farm -- it's probably less than a mile from our house. I drove by it every day on my way to school growing up.
27 November 2010
26 November 2010
There's not much to do on a Friday night in Pittsfield, so I returned to J. Harold Voshall Gymnasium to watch the beloved Saukees hold off the Liberty Eagles in the Saukee Turkey Tourney. I calculated that it's been five years since I last took in a basketball game there. I have a completely different relationship with the hardwood, but I rarely missed a game, as I was always the avid fan or anthem singer.
I spent the afternoon working on my family history paper and scanning family photos. These were some of my favorites -- my great-grandmother, Lola, on a tricycle in Iowa and my great-grandfather, Alvin. His wife, Edith with her siblings at American Distillery in Pekin, Illinois (looking very Grapes of Wrath). And my grandparents, Bruce and Sharon (I'd never seen this photo before!). I love old photographs!
25 November 2010
This Thanksgiving was epic. I got to see every single one of my direct relatives.Gavin & I began the day with a visit to New Salem to visit the Gleckler farm.
|These Turkey salt & pepper shakers have adorned my gram's table for more Thanksgivings than I can remember.|
We returned home just in time to welcome the Halpin side of the family.
|It's been 14 years since all nine members of the Halpin clan have been in one place.|
|And all eight cousins were there, too!|
|I love having silly cousins.|
As the Halpins dispersed, the Glecklers and Joneses made their way down for dessert.
What a blessed day.
24 November 2010
I returned to the hallowed halls of Pittsfield High School today. What was once the classroom where I learned about health and participated in Student Council meetings is now the classroom of a dear friend who is half way through his first year of teaching U.S. and world history. Everyone in the halls was talking about his lesson on Henry the VIII's wives - he sang an original song! His students must love him.
There's nothing like running through the crowded halls of Union Station to get you in the holiday spirit. I stopped long enough in the Great Hall to gawk at the early Christmas decorations. Then I made a sprint for the long ticket line only to be ushered ahead of everyone to make my train in time.
23 November 2010
22 November 2010
21 November 2010
After a morning of work in the Donovan Reading Room at Loyola, I returned home to find our little exterminator (a.k.a Kate's 11 year-old brother, Jesse) had taken apart our island to rid us of our moth infestation. Never fear, visitors, we are officially moth free and our apartment has never been so clean!
Thank you, Jesse!
19 November 2010
18 November 2010
17 November 2010
16 November 2010
What's that? There's a world out there? I can see out my window! I can always tell that the end of the semester is approaching when I can begin to see out my window; granted the books are strewn about the room and desk, but at least I can see out the window. That must mean there's hope, right?
15 November 2010
While most of the trees on campus have shed their leaves, this tree is still holding on to her autumn jacket. I'm glad she's holding tight.
And to the young woman who gave me a strange look when I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, I hope you took time to appreciate the beauty around you on this crisp November morning.