Uh huh. Twelve days. Unfortunately, two full 5-day weeks, which sounds hard, because it is at this stage. Trying to grade everything, do awards, get ready to teach sex ed, we don’t have the right number of packets of anything and it’s all talking, all the time. Still recovering from food poisoning, thought I was fine, then Saturday kicked my butt. It’s fine. I’m just getting through it all a bit at a time, but I spent probably 4 straight hours Sunday afternoon doing just that. No clay, no nothing. I’m tired of that shit.
I did make art, not a lot, just a bit. I ironed the smaller piece together, with the help of Annie on my feet…
Dogsitting weekend. Almost wrote dogshitting. Still valid.
Small pieces go together quite quickly.
Saturday night, after being mostly off for hours in the afternoon, I stitched it down.
Sunday, I sandwiched, pinbasted, and started quilting…
I also stitched this down…
My SIL claimed it back in November and I promptly lost it for a few months. Found it! Not sure how I’m finishing it yet.
Way too many animals here this weekend. Both dogs helping me read my book Friday afternoon after a very long day of 45 egg drops and a principal meeting.
Sigh. I don’t really want the new principal who’s coming. He doesn’t have great reviews. Ah well. Should be a shitshow of a year.
We had Annie because her daddy was coaching soccer up north.
She has mellowed out. She’s also scared of cats and we have four of them.
And sometimes they like each other.
Boychild was at a fire and gone an extra day for that…
So Simba barked nonstop and the Man and I sent memes about dogs barking back and forth.
Totally Simba.
And when Simba gets going, Annie sometimes joins in, mostly out of nervousness of being left out, I think.
Survived the egg drops, although many eggs did not.
It seems anathema to sacrifice so many scrambled egg breakfasts in the name of science, but we did. It was good.
Happy Pride Month!!!
Maybe I’ll get my flag up this month. Might need an assist on that.
This is my answer to my local school board about everything.
Also that last bit, louder for those chatting in the back.
Want some owl video?
There’s definitely a baby. I hope there’s more. Even if they’re loud.
Yeah. The next quilt isn’t fully in my head yet. Not surprising, considering all the juggling and balancing going on right now. Two Zooms (emergencies!) just popped up in my email last night. Sigh.
Yup. That’s what I do. In rainbow colors (not just Pride…all the time).
OK. Teaching the first day of sex ed, where we talk about nothing. Fun stuff. Then a two-hour staff meeting where we might meet the new principal who we’ve already vetted with all our friends who work at the school where he’s not allowed back. No joke. It’s been a good run, y’all. I’ve had decent principals for about 13 years or so. I guess its’ time. OR. Maybe he learned his lesson after the last one, will turn over a new leaf? What are the odds. THEN, I get to be on an emergency Zoom while driving to drop art off downtown, because, yes, I got into the library show. It opens June 21, Saturday, from 12-2. I think I have a dentist appointment right before that, so I will be running late. Ah well. At least I got in. Then maybe I can come home after all that. Not sure when clay is happening. Tomorrow? Ugh. Midnight? Maybe.
Kathy Nida 