I am a bit of a stalker. I went to school once upon a time with this girl Nicole. It is hard to place her. Perhaps she was not in my high school after all. In high school, I never thought it was possible to forget a single one of those kids. How would I ever forget their names? Yet, here I am struggling to place Nicole. I know that I went to her sweet 16 celebration. But, I remember that at that point she went to her local public school and wasn't at my Catholic High School any more. Did I know her from some extracurricular? Regardless of where she exists in my past, I am her Facebook friend. The newsfeed two weeks ago showed a picture of her recently made and totally delicious looking dessert. Since seeing this image, I have been following her blog "Truffle Honey." She posts fairly frequently. But, I feel somewhat like a voyeur. Along with her images of food are photos of friends and family. It is funny how I know that I knew her, but now I only "know" her through her posts on food.
I tried her recipe on cookie dough truffles this weekend. They looked so decadent and the recipe seemed simple enough to follow. I felt like a pro watching the travel channel's baking competitions while baking myself. There I was melting the rich dark chocolate, rolling the cookie dough balls, and waiting for everything to settle in the freezer. They were delicious but so rich. Half of a truffle and my stomach felt full, warm and complete. Now, how long will it take to eat through all that I have made? Thank you Nicole, my long ago friend, for a delicious treat.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Bella
Friday, September 23, 2011
Sucker for a Cure
Finally after almost 3 weeks of being back to school, I have a moment...that is right a moment, to write a blog post. Allow me to give you the obligatory update on life at school before diving into the topic I am more keen on writing about. This year, I am powering through two eleventh grade classes and one freshman class. For the first time ever, I am feeling "confident" in the classroom. I know as I write that word, I am nervous. As though if writing it, it will make that feeling disappear. Perhaps what is better to say is that I am appreciative, genuinely appreciative of the students. Having 9th graders, I am able to see how vulnerable they are. So many pressures await them everyday. From walking the halls, to participating in class, to the most intense pressure of them all the lunch room, they must make decisions that navigate this social jungle. During today's class meeting, this became so evident to me. The candidates talked about how they would work through student council to help their classmates feel less intimidated by the upperclassmen. I appreciate this honesty and this reminder that while they are students, confident and capable, they are also children seeking approval, support, and kindness. This is something that they don't always get from their peers, but I hope is always demonstrated by their teachers. And, which I feel more confident this year in providing. Not having to merely keep my head above water, I am looking forward to a year that is full of work but hopefully full of connections too.
Part of why I feel as though I am no longer merely holding my head above water day to day is because I have started working with Healing Roots Acupuncture of Watertown. Usually, by the end of the day, I feel as though a spool inside of me is spooling up so quickly, tightening my left shoulder into stiff, uncomfortable knots. These knots and anxiety were exhausting. Each day the spasms in my neck would get worse and I felt like I was slowly becoming more and more debilitated. I felt I could not thoroughly enjoy my work because I was too worried about doing my work each day. And the reminder in my shoulder blade did not help this situation. Then I met Terry, my acupuncturist/pharmacist. Initially, I sought her out to assist me in my quest to end my cervical dysplasia, but now as we work through my emotional blocks, I see that in order to heal a piece of me, I must work through all of me. While David thinks this is all hocus pocus, Terry practices Nambudripad’s Allergy Elmination Technique (NAET) and Neuro-Emotional Technique (NET). Pretty much, I go in and lay down. I raise my arm and she asks me a series of questions to which my arm will have various reactions and will indicate if I need an adjustment to my spine, an organ, or to breathe through and isolate a feeling or emotion. I feel so much more relaxed and in control of myself than ever before which may be why I feel more confident in my class and which may in some way trickle down to a healthier internal network of organs, too.
Part of why I feel as though I am no longer merely holding my head above water day to day is because I have started working with Healing Roots Acupuncture of Watertown. Usually, by the end of the day, I feel as though a spool inside of me is spooling up so quickly, tightening my left shoulder into stiff, uncomfortable knots. These knots and anxiety were exhausting. Each day the spasms in my neck would get worse and I felt like I was slowly becoming more and more debilitated. I felt I could not thoroughly enjoy my work because I was too worried about doing my work each day. And the reminder in my shoulder blade did not help this situation. Then I met Terry, my acupuncturist/pharmacist. Initially, I sought her out to assist me in my quest to end my cervical dysplasia, but now as we work through my emotional blocks, I see that in order to heal a piece of me, I must work through all of me. While David thinks this is all hocus pocus, Terry practices Nambudripad’s Allergy Elmination Technique (NAET) and Neuro-Emotional Technique (NET). Pretty much, I go in and lay down. I raise my arm and she asks me a series of questions to which my arm will have various reactions and will indicate if I need an adjustment to my spine, an organ, or to breathe through and isolate a feeling or emotion. I feel so much more relaxed and in control of myself than ever before which may be why I feel more confident in my class and which may in some way trickle down to a healthier internal network of organs, too.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Avery
I miss my niece so much today. I just wish she lived closer. Vancouver is quite a far place when I wake up in Boston everyday. It is amazing how perfect she is. One day she was swimming around in her mom's belly and the next day she was a part of my family. While all people believe their baby-relatives are the best...I must say Avery IS the best. I have never seen such a delicate face and such a pleasant disposition on such a little lady. Being married now for three months has David and me questioning when we will be ready to start a family. Holding Avery in my arms, I feel like I could do it. I could be a mom. It is scary to take that step. For now school work, friends, and just growing up are occupying us. And, thankfully we have little Avery to keep us happy and content.....for now.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Bananas
The first day of school is QUICKLY approaching and while I am swimming in my need to lesson plan and get preparations underway, I find myself instead immersed in Bananagrams!
And for the first time I beat David too! Now, while this may be childish of me, my new discovery of bananagrams will be my reward for powering through these lesson plans. I don't think anyone but teachers or family members of teachers quite understands this beginning of school year sprint I am about to undertake. It is a test of every ounce of me. Hopefully, Bananagrams will help me get through the pre-season training!
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Knit wit
This is so exciting. Finally on September first, the day I like to consider the start of Fall, the craving has hit me. I am ready to start knitting again. As a seasonal knitter this is extremely exciting. There is nothing like looking on ravelry.com for a new pattern and walking through a "hip" knit shop like "A Good Yarn" in Brookline Village. The array of colors, textures, weights, and overall warmth tingles my senses down to my toes. I am not the best knitter by far. Therefore, I particularly like knitting scarves because there is not too much thinking that needs to occur and I can almost always nap right after a thirty minute session with my needles. But, despite my lack of expertise, it is the one hobby I can say I am working on as adult. This season the goal is to knit socks and gloves. This hobby helps me to appreciate the value of clothing, to question the cost of retail merchandise, and to just quiet my mind.
I will be going on the ninth grade orientation trip next week and there will be a two hour drive in what I am assuming will be an uncomfortable yellow school bus. This will be a perfect time for me to practice my craft. Now, I just need to find time to run out for the yarn!
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