14 July 2011

So Close Yet So Far Away

The semester ends August 5th. This is my last class, but I am not doing so well in it. All I need to do is pass it, right? It is so frustrating, though. To get a grade in this class you create your own "learning contract." That consists of a chart with a few objectives and assignments on it, entirely of my own creation. I've done ok keeping up with the discussion posts in the class, but I haven't done the assignments I created for myself. I am running out of time. Grrrrrrr....

I don't learn well this way. I need someone to tell me exactly what it is I am supposed to learn and exactly what is expected of me in order to learn it proficiently. This class is too fluffy.

So, according to my own learning contract, I need to
1. Interview someone teaching mathematics to adults in a community ed. program and write a reflection about my interviews.
2. Research strategies for teaching adult learners and revise 2-3 current lesson plans to reflect those strategies
3. Identify what strategies specific to adult learners would also benefit math students and created a list explaining them and identifying them with the philsophies of learning in the textbook.

Easy enough, right?

Alright, I've got 2 and a half weeks . . . GET TO WORK!!!!

13 July 2011

09 July 2011

Molly is walking!

. . . sort of.

There's no video for this post, but I just needed to make some documentation. She's not quite past more than 5 or 6 steps at a time, but she's getting more and more brave. She'll be walking around like crazy in no time!

Last Sunday, with the assistance of Shellie and her twins (who are cute little girls just a few months older than Molly), Molly started walking around the back of the primary room! It was so exciting! She took probably 10 steps or more. We've been working at it the rest of the week, but with only minimal success. Today, though, she was finally getting the hang of it again.

More to come.

I need to get my camera ready!

Gallivan-ting Toads



On Thursday night I dragged James to see Toad the Wet Sprocket at the Gallivan Center. I like Toad, but it was one of those experiences that just made me feel a bit old and a bit of a dork. James, I think, was bored out of his mind, even though he made no comment in support of boredom or the opposite. He just made no comments . . . adding to my feelings of total dorkdom.


My sister and I saw Toad when I was still in high school. They played at Abravanel Hall, barefoot, standing on rugs. It sounded excellent! I have seen Glen Phillips alone a couple of times (at different ends of Bricks, In the Venue, whatever else it is called), with Nickel Creek once (at the amazing, but no longer Zephyr Club), and with the Works Progress Administration (at the State Room). I think I also saw Toad on their first reunion tour (also at In the Venue). They're okay, but I have enjoyed Glen Phillips alone and with other artists more.

This one was pretty uneventful. I've never actually paid money to see a show at the Gallivan Center and well, its nothing to write home about (does writing on a blog count as "writing home?"). It's kind of cool to see a show in the middle of big buildings,

but that's about it for the positive. There is a big concrete wall behind the audience as you stand and watch the performance (I think the wall actually houses the restrooms). All of the sound kind of claps against that building and falls harshly back towards your ears. The vocals echo. The bass drum sounds like clanging a metal can. I wasn't impressed.

I know my sister has sworn off concert going in her old age, and this one made me think that maybe I should too, even though I don't want to. I'm just not cool anymore. Oh wait, was I ever? Probably not. I'll never miss a Guster show and I won't swear off concert going all toghether, but it just doesn't have the appeal and excitement that it used to. That's ok. I think I'm content with that.

I did have fun changing my cool cell phone pictures into strange colors.

04 July 2011

Happy 4th of July



Where did my little baby girl go from last year's 4th of July? She grew. I can't hardly even remember the little tiny girl of a year ago. Oh well. I guess I like this little girl, too, and I'll keep her! She definitely makes funnier faces.