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Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

-after my Media Blog entry the other day… I just saw Angela Kokott (sp?) from global news at Safeway.  Just now.  Not even lying.  Coincidence??
-thanks to my ‘Make Travis Bald’ supporters.  A donation to Cancer Research is never a bad thing, I promise.  Marilyn, David, Fam… you guys rock my world.
-2 more days!!! 2 more days!!!  My head’ll be cooooooooold.
-just gave a presentation to my 52 teaching colleagues.  It rocked.  More specifically: I rocked.  IMHO, of course.
-it was way too long [the presentation]… but what else is new?  Live and learn.
-Sick.  Sick.  Sick.  [me].  Arg.  Too much ‘up and about’ lately?  Maybe.  Cold FX and Eccinisea have currently been called into my insides for support.  First sign of anything non-viral and anti-biotics will be soon to follow.  Don’t want to go creating a superbug here… in the same [sick] breath… I don’t want to spend 8 months locked in bed with big red itchy eyes and a heat pad either.
-Trying to spend a bit less time online… I’m liking it.  That said, the blog’s alive and well.  Don’t be afraid to leave a comment card.
-Worked at… where?… THE BIRD Saturday.  As usual, glad I did.  If Red Robin comes to Calgary I’m so picking up permanent shifts.  Serving’s in my blood.
-I think you’re pretty much caught up.  I’m kind of like a Gilmore Girls episode.  It may have been awhile… put major plot developments take quite some time (related news: can you believe Lorilei cheated??)


Monday, September 25th, 2006

Breakfast Television in Edmonton seems WAY less professional and trendy than Breakfast Television in Calgary… which was weird for me.  It seemed very “Red Deer” to me.  The two were (and are) not even comparable.

How could that be???

I love Michelle McDougal who now anchors Edmonton’s news (she was the weather person in Calgary)… I also love Bridget who had been on A Channel’s Big Breakfast and also the lead in a play I saw at the fringe, she’s now the Personal Interest gal.  YET, to be frank… BT Edmonton stunk.

Didn’t seem polished.   Didn’t seem real.  Didn’t even like the drab chocolate-brown background… which is very unCityTv and very un-Let’s-all-wake-up-and-be-merry.

The real kicker… some guy made fun of people who ride the bus.  (not the short  bus, just buses in general, to avoid false contraversy here).  He said [and I paraphrase] “I was always the kid who got to see people ride on the bus in my nice car… ‘that’ was our neighbourhood in Montreal… not the type of neighbourhood that rode buses… at all”.


(and not just because I was a proud bus rider for most of my university career–not to mention during my discovery of the True Montreal… I think the dude missed out.)

Theatre vs. Theater

Wednesday, September 20th, 2006

Goin’ to a play tonight.  Of Mice and Men.  I don’t know why I keep calling it Catcher in the Rye.  Are they even similar?  The only thing I can think of that they share, is controversy in School Libraries.  I guess it’s cool my mind constantly simplifies everything in Education References.   Must mean, [obviously], I’m cut out to be an amazing teacher.  I’m glad I get to watch Of Mice and Men because after so many Literature classes in university, it’s probably time to know the jist.

Speakin’ of goin’…. I’m goin’ to Edmonton this weekend too.  Worked out that I get to go for a bit of a mini-vacation while I get some business done.  I ♥ Edmonton.  Sure, it’s no Calgary, but I’m honestly pumped to go revisit the city of my Alma Matter.  It’ll be a great escape, and a welcome change from routine here.  Everyone here in Calgary should go to Edmonton more.  Our sister city isn’t so evil; I promise.

School, Plays, Giant Malls… something about whiskers… These are a few of my favourite things.  lol.

Post [going] Script:

The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain
For promis’d joy.

It’s like RDC’S English 200 all over again, only with slightly more clarity.

So… how was the drama class?

Monday, September 18th, 2006

Fun.  No, that doesn’t do it justice.  It was scary.  Good scary.  Like on the verge of tears scary, like on the verge of “Can I do this?” scary.  Good scary.  Tanya says acting should be on the verge of lots of things.  …On the verge of what’s going to happen next.  …On the verge of flopping, or succeeding.  Me being in this totally limit-pushing-state-of-being had to be part of what she was talking about, right?

Nice.  No that doesn’t explain the process, or the class, or even the instructor.  They all were hugely intruiging (small class, only 5 others), and all the people-parts bring so much to my Mondays now (my mind went everywhere from a Vice Principal I once taught with to Jack McFarlands acting classes).  I’m excited to get to know them, and the class, itself, more.  The class is kind of soul-searching.  We journal, explore, and at the end–culminate with a monologue we can invite (or not invite) anyone we want.  She called that night a soiree.  Soiree’s can’t be bad, right?  She’s into physical drama (clowning/miming/etc.) and by “into” I mean professioally trained, and passionate.  Totally new to me, and totally worh my or anyone’s respect.  (especially, after giving some of even the basics a try).

Perfect.  [kind of like French seemed this summer, actually]Honestly, I can’t think of a better way to spend winter Monday’s, or to grow, or to change things up from the acting and story telling i do 8:30 to 3:00.  I think I’m in love…. or at least really happy.  😉

PS-next class is my last class with hair.

Cold Front

Thursday, September 14th, 2006

I hate winter.  Autumn.  Fall.  Winter.  Blizzard.  Rain.  Whatever, it’s all the same.  Indoor recesses are the devil, but so are evenings that can’t be spent on patios in Sunglasses and Shorts (and/or Floodpants).  This drama class that ended up coming through for me on Monday nights better serve as some cold-therapy as a nice little oasis to get away from the frigidness.

Can you say Seasonal Affective Disorder?

To Be or Not To Be?

Monday, September 11th, 2006

Grrr….  I’m trying to find a night class.  (Or as all the kids are calling them these days “A Continuing Education Class”.)

French seemed like the obvious choice.  Then, maybe a fitness class.  Then, as Oprah would say, I had my “Aha!” Moment.  An Introduction to Acting through the Epcor Centre was calling my name.

I call.  Voicemail back, “We’re full, but forming a waiting list for a possible second class.”  Grrrrrrr….  I had my heart set.  As always, flop.

So do I wait and see?  Register in French?  What to do… what to do?  I wish things weren’t full… ever… I’m not usually organized enough these days to sign-up for much more than a few days in advance.  Grrrrr….

P.S.  Whoever runs this blog sounds awfully cool.  😉

Friday Night Nightmare

Saturday, September 9th, 2006

This nightmare is very scary.  Please be aware of that before you read it.  This is an actual nightmare I had last night, after eating cheescake, and a taco salad with my roommates instead of going out.  Again, please be aware that this nightmare is quite awful:

I’m teaching in this small little school.  A lot of the kids are kids I have actually taught.  Some of the other teachers are teachers I have actually taught with as well.  I have a few IPP’s, and it’s a very busy morning.  The recess bell goes.

I realize that the staff washroom/coffee/couch is like 40 flights of stairs up.  Which should strike me as odd because it’s a tiny little school.  I make the trek, and the staffroom is very small and makes me clausterphobic and a bunch of parents are there, too, making the space seem even smaller.  I just get there and realize recess is over, and have to turn around and go back.  In fact, I’ll probably be late already because of the 40 flights of stairs.

This is the scariest part of the nightmare.  I get back and realize I’m not a teacher at all.  I’m a swimming instructor.  All of a sudden I’m teaching my 30some kids (after no break at all) SWIMMING LESSONS.  The scene is my outdoor hometown pool.  I think to myself, how in the heck did I decide to take this job.  Grrrr…  Oh the horror.

So, I decided to recertify all my swimming courses in case I want to instruct/lifeguard again, for real.  Do you think this nightmare indicates it was probably time to let the aquatics side fo my life.. die.  Hmmmmm….

Have a nice trip. See you in the fall.

Tuesday, September 5th, 2006

September’s Here.  The real start of school.  In fact, I always think of Fall as the real “new year”.  (Academic calendar.  My B-day.  New T.V. Schedule.)

That said, 2006/2007 is looking good.  Real good.

My school rocks my boat.  My unit plans are coming together.  I’m getting my bearings (sp?).  I’m also feeling successful.  I think I’m coming a long way in my teaching abilities.  Today, I even got to go to a Forest for a meeting.  Who gets to have meetings in Forests?   No one.  Oh and did I mention I’ll be bald in 24 days??  Hopefully the world is more ready than I am.

Went swimming today at the wave pool.  Bought a pass, so I’ll swim more.  (although I couldn’t use it today which peeved me a bit).  10X at two of Calgary’s finest pools… No expiry.  One’s near Jo.  One’s near work.  What could be better?  I also registered for a NLS recert, so I can call myself a Lifeguard for two more years.  It’s in October.  It’s been so long.   Yikes.

I’m basically an MRC student, too.  Well, I’m going to take a French Class I think.  It’s once a week.  I’m also going to get a gym pass there.  SUPER DUPER CHEAP thanks to my roommate/rainbow connection.  Walkable too.  Awesome!

A few other possibilities are brewing in the form of some vacations and get-togethers, which is never bad.  If the last two weekends are any indication… my friends are better than most.  Never boring.  Never at a loss for words.  Man oh man oh man… I’m in love with life at 24/my peeps/life these days.

Ah, Calgary.  Almost as good as Montreal… especially in terms of new beginnings.  I’m excited to dive in, once again, to another exciting year.  🙂