Well, I certainly took a little dip from the blog there, didn’t I? I do have about 6 posts loaded up in drafts and ready to go but, truth be told, life has been just so… daily… lately that it’s been hard to see beyond the next class I need to teach, the next plan I need to write, the next parenting fire I need to put out, the next meal I need to cook, the next child’s appointment or conference or therapy. And on top of that, always, always is the epilepsy. The election has been looming a bit as well.
I don’t do hospitality well.
I could give all sorts of reasons. With 6 children, the house is always a bit of a mess. And as a single mom (in early childhood education, no less, and currently on disability!) I don’t really have the finances to fancy things up.And I’m not good at keeping things neat anyway. I’m not a very good cook. I don’t have a great sense of home decor and I’m not terribly crafty. I don’t feel like I’m very good at being a hostess. I have trouble keeping things tidy, most because it’s just not very important to me. And I’m an unrepentant introvert, which means I don’t really have a strong motivation to do any of those things.
Posts are probably going to be a little slow coming up here, but we have been continuing with our Summer of Musicals. We’re finishing up with Hamilton on the 4th of July. I’m currently trying to find out how we can watch 1776, but according to Can I Stream It? it’s only available through services I don’t have, so we might just be watching youtube clips. There’s enough on youtube that I plan on 1776 being our musical this coming week, and after that I think we’ll do Newsies.
We are revolting children…
Living in revolting times.
We sing revolting songs
Using revolting rhymes.
We’ll be revolting children,
‘Til our revolting’s done,
And we’ll have the Trunchbull bolting.
Stuck in traffic, trying to get Katie to choir rehearsal while competing with the rest of the city of Pittsburgh who were on their way to the Pen’s Stanley Cup victory parade, we had an interesting chat about the meaning of Matilda’s “Revolting Children.”