nerdlutiont555I’m struggling again to create a literature unit plan for my high school students. We MUST read The Great Gatsby. I WANT my students to read The Great Gatsby. But they will take too much time, I won’t be able to incorporate writing or test-prep, and they will just tell me that they don’t understand this book. How do I know these things? Because this is how they roll!

I’ve worked all day trying to figure out strategies they can use to read and understand this book. I’m drawing/sketching, using Notice & Note language, and writing in the margins of the book. I’m learning more about the book — this  is only the 2nd time I’ve taught the book — but this process is so labor intensive that I really don’t think my 17 y/olds will persist with me. And if we have to read this whole thing out loud, they will DEFINITELY bolt!

So, I’m stuck. Everything is so slow with this group, and I don’t feel like I’m being very structured in my lessons. Stopping the whining now and getting back to reading and notetaking…

Wish me luck

#nerdlution #2


This morning, the Kevman showed me a briefcase full of cards, notes, and letters I’ve given him over the years. I thought it was totally sweet that a dude would keep these. I’m wondering if, during times of arguing or sadness, if he pulls them out and reads them, seeing in writing that I love him?

Truthfully, I thought I sounded a little creepy and melodramatic (one line I wrote was: “I hope you never wake up and leave me.” — Geez!). I don’t consider myself much of a girly-girl, and definitely NOT the mushy type….but if anyone else read that collection, they’d NEVER know it!

I gave him a little kiss and told him how sweet I thought it was that he’d kept that stuff.

(Now, if only I knew where I’d kept HIS cards!! haha….)

I’m laying beside the LilyBell tonight, listening to her snore (stuffy nose), wishing for more TIME! I think that I never really notice the time change in the spring until a week or so after the change–and today, it has hit me! What happened to my hour, and what could I do with it if I had it back?? Hmm…let’s ponder:

13 Things I Could Do With an Extra Hour

* Finish reading The Forest of Hands & Teeth (sorry to have kept your book hostage, Lindsey!).

* Taken a long bubble bath– with a glass of wine, surrounded by candles –rather than a quick shower while the dogs were outside.

* Checked the last batch of  my students’ reading logs.

* Written my lesson plans for the week (Okay, well, maybe I’d at least written down what I’m going to do on Monday!)

* Sat around another hour wishing the Jakester loved me & missed me enough to text/call/respond to my texts.

* Read LilyBell one more book.

* Read and commented on all my students’ blog posts– I think most of them blogged all weekend long! I’ve gotten emails all weekend from the blog program! Yea!!

* Watched the tivo-ed episode of American Idol to see who was voted off (Kevo already spoiled it, but he knew I wouldn’t take time to watch it!)

* Gone to Staples to get: glue sticks, a tape dispenser, and sentence strips.

* Exercised (Okay, probably not…but I probably would have watched a P-90X infomercial and wished I had “time” to exercise like that! Ha!)

* Washed and ironed my clothes for the week.

* Made out with the Kev-man (then used the other 45 minutes to nap…hahahahahahahahahahahaahaha….)

* Written a better post! haha…

P.S. Here is the web address for the Dali picture above (Modern Time Myth)

P.S.S…This is probably one of my favorite songs of all time…It usually makes me cry…

i absolutely love sundays….a cup of coffee; thick sunday newspaper (okay, it’s gotten thinner over the years)– i especially love the comics wrapped around the sales papers. it’s fun to “shop” and make “i wanna” lists…i’m not really much of a shopper, so all i do is look at the pictures and think: “i want that…and that…and that…” then i feel guilty, sigh, and throw it in the trash (i know, i know….it should be the recycling box, but i haven’t gotten one yet).

by now, it’s time to greet lily and think about breakfast, ususally consisting of eggs, bacon (most times the turkey variety if i can sneak it past jake), grits, and toast; sometimes i make pancakes for lily if she says something about them. on those rare sundays when i have too much to do (i.e., finish a book, get caught up with american idol, psych, or vampire diaries), jake makes me feel really bad. this year has been worse; i get the: “i’ll be at college next year, so i won’t be here for you to cook for” speech. that gets me every time, and i immediately pull out the cookware.

lily usually wants to help –make a mess! haha…but i always let her. this morning, she cracked the eggs and washed her tea set while i finished up cooking.

today is rainy, and i’ve just finished a YA novel called absolute brightness. i have a few minutes alone (jake & kevin left for the mall to exchange some headphones & lily’s “resting” in front of the tv). the rain makes me nostalgic. i’m missing something from long ago and can’t put my finger on it. maybe it will come to me; maybe not. but one thing’s for sure: the slow mornings when all i have to do is get my family breakfast are my favorite days. and while it’s sad that jake will be in college next year and i won’t have to cook for him, at least he’ll have those days to look forward to when he comes home.

sundays give me time to think about the week i’ve just finished; the week coming up; and another chance to “change” my life if i wanted to. but today, i wouldn’t change anything.

today is a “pet peeve” day—at least that’s the writing prompt in my mind. so, here’s a short list:

1. infomercials for workout equipment promising that for only 3 minutes a day, i can have a model-like body.

2. when my mother buys cheap dog treats that give my wolfer smelly gas.

3. jake at 10:00 pm: mom, i need you to stop watching psych and edit an AP us history paper.

4.  sundays without something sportsy to watch or law & order svu episodes.

5. when kevin knows i want a nook from barnes & noble–it was the only thing i requested at christmas–but he pretends “we” decided it wasn’t worth the money; but suddenly he needs another router for woodwork–something he really doesn’t do!

6. when it’s sunday at 10:42 pm & i can’t make myself write lesson plans for the coming week. i’m too nervous about the writing test on tuesday, and fear a horrible showing from students who won’t try.

7. when i have plenty of time to work on my nanowrimo novel, but choose NOT TO!! how can i make a million bucks if i don’t finish it??