I.O.I. #1: My ECE (Critical Thesis for grad school) is done, submitted, and accepted. Boom! It was a nail-biter there for awhile, but we got there in the end. So now I'm in the process (and by "in the process" I mean it's been sitting in a pot on a back burner getting black and gloppy) of changing the MLA formatting over into Chicago-style formatting so I can start submitting it to different journals and magazines in the hopes of it finding a home for publication. Because if I spent that much brain-power, tears, hours, and tubs of Nutella writing the darn thing, I'm at least gonna push it out into the world and see what it's made of. The Wright brothers didn't build a flying machine just for it to sit in a field and look interesting. Let's let this baby do what it's been built for! (I'll let you know what happens.)
[ASIDE: anyone an expert in Chicago-style formatting that wants to format my essay? My brain is in the midst of at least its second implosion, and it's starting to get dark and scary in here.]
I.O.I. #3: And speaking of being snowed in, I have finally gotten over my loathing of the Rainbow Loom. I got my two oldest girls these looms (that I found at Ollies for $5) on which you make bracelets and necklaces by weaving little rubber bands together. My kids are crafty--in all senses of the word, really--and I thought it'd be something to hold their interest and keep them busy while being home-bound, building something pretty rather than badgering each other to death. Well, the instructions in English that came with the loom were written by someone who does not actually speak English. So I had to go onto YouTube to find an instructional video. And apparently there's a billion different designs you can make with these bracelets. The design my kids wanted to do was termed "advanced." (That should have been a red flag. Unfortunately, red is my favorite color so this flag gave me no pause.) It was a starburst design that requires the patience of Job and the nimble fingers of Rumpelstiltskin. I have neither. So for two weeks we tried to master this bracelet--but it required the girls loading up their looms with the rubber bands (in the PERFECT order and sequence as advised by the 11-year-old who is doing the YouTube instructional video. urg.) and then I had to take the hook and do all the weaving because it was too hard for the little ones. And, to put it mildly, it didn't always work out. After hours of painful concentration and admonitions of "stop asking when I'll be done or I'll bury this loom out in the snow and you won't find it til Spring", we would end up with a shambles of a bracelet that may or may not stay together long enough for my daughter to put it around her wrist. To paint you a picture, we managed to make 3 bracelets in 2 weeks of arduous work. The cost-benefit ratio was way out of whack. Finally I had a brainstorm: find an easier design. Back to YouTube. Scoure all the How To's (all by 11-year-olds). And finally, success! Now my kids are delightfully occupied making bracelets they are able to do all by their big selves, which frees me to up to, I don't know, eat more Nutella and do more laundry. (Okay, I'm still rethinking my position on this whole thing.)
I.O.I. #4: Shirley Temple has just passed away. This is very sad. Not only was she an icon, I felt like she was also a friend. Her dancing and singing and throwing ashes all over the pernicious Lavinia in The Little Princess was an integral part of my childhood. I watched this movie on auto-repeat with my grandma when my sisters and I would sleep overnight at her house (We watched avidly both The Little Princess and The Apple Dumpling Gang--ah, good stuff). Although I guess back then there wasn't auto-repeat--we had to take the VHS tape out of the VCR, put it in the separate rewinder machine, listen to it whir, and wait for it to pop open so we could watch this magical movie all over again. (Now I feel old--like my parents must feel when they talk about 8 track tapes and their first ride in a horseless carriage.) So anytime I hear Shirley Temple mentioned I think of my grandma, and despite the sadness of Ms. Temple's passing, the thought of my grandma makes me smile. Because Grandma was hilarious. Because she could make a pouty face with her lower lip stuck out (which we called a "shippy") that looked exactly like Shirley's. Because she sang "Animal Crackers in My Soup"--which until today is a song that I thought my grandma had made up, because she tended to make up silly songs to make us laugh. Now I know that it originated with Shirley, which makes me feel an even stronger affinity for Ms. Temple. So, as I sit and smile and think on memories of Grandma (who I'm sure is in heaven keeping everyone entertained), I'll leave you to enjoy Shirley in an encore presentation of "Animal Crackers In My Soup".
Stay warm, everyone!
Jesus has to stay on his toes when walking into her mansion because she redecorates every Friday. P.S. I think Shirley Temple got the song from Grandma. Just sayinReplyDelete
I'm thinking her weekly redecorating routine is one of many reasons Jesus has to stay on his toes with her :) And if Shirley didn't get the song from Grandma, she definitely got the shippy.Delete
Super blog Anna. Both ladies are icons . Staying warm on this side of the world.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Aunt Jody - So glad you're warm! Maybe you need to introduce the Cambodians to the "Animal Crackers" song if they haven't heard it yet. I bet they'd love it. Miss you!!Delete
how wonderful to have such nice memories of your grandmother. Mine was not so nice, which is why I love being a grandmother, the kind I didn't have. shippy and all. lol.ReplyDelete
And I'm grateful that my girl was not interested in the loom...funny story.
So glad you are enjoying being a grandmother, Debbi - indeed, giving your grandchildren a grandmother who loves on them and makes "shippy" faces to make them giggle is a beautiful way to change the tragectory of your family, as well as to make ease a little of the rawness of your own memories of a not-nice grandmother. And I'd love to hear the loom story someday - I love funny stories! Thanks, Debbi!Delete
Congrats on having your ECE accepted! That is huge.ReplyDelete
And I think I have every line of "The Little Princess" memorized. What fun memories you shared. Shirley will be missed.
She will be missed, Drema. You're right. And it's so fun to know you too were a "Little Princess" lover. Amazing how things like that connect people.Delete
Your loom troubles made me laugh. I've had similar children's contraptions from the bad place. One of the worst was the bazillion beads they're supposed to make into a picture then melt in the oven or with an iron. Seriously? Those horrible beads quietly sneaked into a super secret location. After I'd swept them up yet again.ReplyDelete
Congratulations on your ECE! I would help with your formatting, but I don't think they accept Okie formatting anywhere outside Oklahoma. ;)
I'm ducking rotten tomatoes, but I never watched Shirley Temple as a child. My parents were mean and we didn't have a tv.
Haha! I've used those Brazilian beads that you iron and my kids still make stuff out of them, but since I did them as a kid I at least had working knowledge of what to do. Of course, after awhile they disappear until I stop stepping on all those little rascals lost amongst the dust bunnies rolling around on the floor. And I highly recommend you at least watch The Little Princess with Shirley in it. You'd like it, especially now that you have a TV :) Have a great day, Danni!!Delete
I'm glad you got your thesis done! I know that must have been so stressful! And we too were snowed in for quite a bit but today is 60 and sunny. (tomorrow's a different story! haha but we'll take it!) I hope you're doing lovely Anna and I'm glad I finally had the chance to not only stop by, but leave a comment. I love following along even if I don't always have a moment to comment. :)ReplyDelete
Thank you, Jen! It's delightful to have you stop by! I know that life is so demanding and time short, so I appreciate you taking the time to say hello! Have a fabulous week!Delete