3 September 2012

i am exhausted. i guess that's what going to bed at 5:30 am and waking up (naturally i might add) at 9:30 does to you. it's my own fault really - this final paper for my philosophy class was harder to write than i expected considering it has basically been floating around in my head for a month. for whatever reason this rumination did nothing to help with the actual formation of words and sentences but that's ok - i'm finished. alaina is currently editing for me (i know you said you would dave - but i left it so late it seemed unfair to add that on to everything else you have to do today) and then i need to fix it up and submit it. at that point i get 2 weeks of no homework before starting my next course - "ways of learning" which i'm taking online to put towards my christian school teaching certificate. it's looking like the option of plugging through and taking school all year while teaching school may be what i choose.tiring - yes. stressful - probably. worth it - i hope so and think that it will be.

anyways, the remainder of my summer went well. i completed driving the trans-canada highway (with the exception of where it splits out west - i've only done the south route... and the occassional short section where something off the beaten path called me to explore). i experienced what new brunswick, nova scotia and pei had to offer to some degree. i met extended family in pei that i didn't know before which was awesome and hung out with friends that i haven't seen in years in nova scotia. i didn't see as much of new brunswick as i had planned due to the delightful experience of having the flu, but that just adds incentive to head back. i drove to new york city (well conneticut, and then took the train in) and experienced that in all its wonder without having to be sure that my 41 17 year olds were keeping up. i saw two more shows on broadway:

evita - terrible. ricky martin played che and he was great - it was fun to get to see him live, but the girl playing eva was annoyingly bad. having grown up on the original broadway cast soundtrack, her mutilation of the rhythms bothered me to an extent that she ruined the show for me. even jennie who didn't grow up on the soundtrack found herself questioning her choices - they did not seem to make musical sense. basically the version i saw in stratford a couple years ago was much better.

wicked - we saw this the last night of our trip and it was a fantastic way to end. they also played the characters differently to the soundtrack or to the version i saw in toronto a couple years ago, but their decisions made sense. their characters were consistent. the actresses playing glinda and elphaba were powerhouses and although their voices didn't always seem to blend, it worked with the story they were telling.

upon returning from my trip i have gone on the staff retreat with school which was a great opportunity for us as staff to catch up on what we've been doing all summer, i went back home to celebrate my parent's 30th anniversary which was a nice dose of family, i spent a week in school getting ready for the new year/having meetings/participating in registration activities. i have been hit by allergies in a force i haven't felt since high school. i was kind of hoping that i had outgrown them - but it turns out they just went into hiding.

tomorrow school starts - a new batch of students to get to know. a routine to rework. lesson plans to create. i am revamping my grade 10 drama course this year - i wasn't really happy with what i had used last year, so now with a year of drama under my belt i am making changes. i am crossing my fingers that kids come out for band despite having to give up two lunches a week (or that they take the one lunch/one before school offer). we will see what happens. i like this time of year where everything is new. i am hoping to get through it without too many difficulties.

now i am off to fix up my paper and submit it before heading over to school to practice some Bb concert scales on all the instruments that I have not played in about a year.
later