We’re Baa-aack. With emphasis on the AACK. Today is not the first official day of school…that’s tomorrow, when I have to trolley to SDSU, sit through the 150 minutes of rah rah, then trolley or get a ride back to my car, drive to my school, and sit through an hourlong meeting there. Taking a book and probably some stitching. Considering driving to SDSU instead, but they claim there’s limited free parking and I’m trying to be a good citizen. Not sure why, since they didn’t really consider us in their design process. As usual.
Am I ready for a new school year? Well. No. But I never am. Curriculum-wise, I’m OK, although I’m still tweaking the first few days and I have no clue what will be going on with the rest of 8th grade. Not entirely my problem. Probably some of my problem. We’ll see. I am entirely one grade level this year, though, which is nice. I think. There were pros to only having to grade 2 or 3 classes of an assignment. The con was there were twice as many assignments and very little help with one grade level. So there’s that. It can’t be worse, right? I’ve got a fairly zen attitude at the moment. We’ll see how that goes. I’m not really known for being zen. My grandma’s name was Genevieve Zenobia, Zenobia being a family name. I always wished I’d been named Zenobia (although if I actually HAD been, I probably would have hated it…why couldn’t you name me something NORMAL, like KATHY). Then I could be Zen for short. And I am short. Ha ha ha.
OK. So I’ve been cutting out Wonder Under. It never looks like much at this stage. I see progress. You probably don’t. So here’s Monday night, when I got 1/3 done…
And then last night, when I was halfway done…
The piles are bigger. That’s it. I’ve got three more yards to do. I’ve been getting one done a night. At this rate, I’ll be done and ready to sort by Friday night. I say that, but I have meetings tonight and tomorrow night, and Friday I have an art opening. So who the fuck knows what I can actually get done. Today, I have two official school meetings and one unofficial one, plus pilates and book club. I’m not even sure WHICH book club and WHICH book. Let’s hope I read it. And I have been hugely unsuccessful in retraining myself on a 10:30 PM bedtime. Let’s face it, my natural sleep cycle can’t be changed, despite what my doctor says. I will suffer, exhausted, this week, and eventually my body will be like, FIIIINE. I won’t go to bed after midnight. You’re such a wimp. Stomps off into the distance.
When I retire, I will not get up early and I will stay up late.
Here’s the official Team Science at Art photo from Monday…
Look! We are out in the world! Hey, I tend to hermit during the summer. As one should.
This is so true…
I don’t try to be a bit much. It just happens.
So I have this piece that was at the Festival of Quilts in Birmingham, UK, last weekend. I made it in 2019 and it was accepted into the SAQA Opposites Attract show. It was sent off to Australia for its opening exhibit in, well, May 2020. So you know what happened there. And I think it’s been shown in Australia, but I’m not exactly sure where and when at this point. This is the first time I’ve seen it exhibited, and Quilter on Fire made a video. Mine is the last one in the video, which is actually kind of cool, considering how she ended it.
Interestingly, I think it’s hung upside down. Which for this quilt, might not matter, but usually I put a label on them and so if I did, the label is also upside down. This is Each Piece Belongs…
Man, it’s been so long since I’ve seen this quilt. I must have shipped it off at the end of 2019 or the beginning of 2020. I know I’ve mentally lost it a few times, mostly due to a lack of communication, honestly. But I do know it is supposed to be at the Dairy Barn in Athens, Ohio, opening October 13 through December 3. So go see it. Unless you saw it in Australia or the UK. Now I’m wondering why it was upside down. Sigh. Whatever. It doesn’t really matter. I’m just glad it finally got shown.
OK. School meeting with team. School meeting with coteacher. School meeting with literacy team. School school school. We know how all that goes. Simba is not thrilled about his week at all…no boychild, nobody. Oh yeah! And it’s the girlchild’s birthday. She’s ancient. OK, not really. But here’s where I find an old picture of her when she was an adorable (loud, door-banging, delightful) child. WAIT! Even better…oh look at all those red eyes. The boychild behind the chair, girlchild on the chair, holding the nephew that just graduated high school and is going to COLLEGE, and the niece on the left who is just starting her senior year in college.
LOOK AT THOSE PANTS. And the sweatshirt matches. I’m losing my mind. Also the nephew’s face may be skinnier, but he totally looks the same. Miss all those people.
Kathy Nida 