1. I’m listening to my daughter and her friend talk about building their Dungeons & Dragons game and is the nerdiest thing ever. However, super props for the level of planning and storytelling that goes into being the Dungeon Master (which her friend is).
2. Last week was full of car adventures. First, I ran over the curb entering the parking lot before we went to see the Mr. Rogers’ documentary (which is awesome–go see it). Then, I hit a parked car when I went to therapy. The good news is that both sounded way worse than they wound up being, I didn’t blow out my tire when I ran over the curb (which has definitely happened before), and I didn’t do any damage to the parked car (it was actually a van with a huge rubber bumper). The bad news is that now I have a scratch and small dent on the passenger side of my car.
So, a lot has happened this month (I saw Hamilton! Went to the movies! Read very few books!), but most of that has been eclipsed by my stomach issues (STILL) and figuring out what to do about them. But before I get into that, I’ll explain my post title first.
At the end of last semester, I was talking to my office mate about how I have to tell my students stuff a ton before they get it (if they get it). For example, I had my students print out their papers all semester, and I would always tell them to print it out and read it when they were revising or editing.
The day after class (but before they turned in their final papers) a student came to see me to look over her final paper with her printed draft. “Oh!” she said in surprise. “When I print out my paper, I notice stuff about it that I didn’t see when it was on my computer.”
So in an effort to get back on track, I am getting back on track. This is another way of saying that I could either grade or write this post, and, well, you see what’s happening.
The back on track really does mean that I have not been getting enough sleep, so in order to do a better job at that, I have to accept that I’ll have to do more grading on the weekends. This makes me sad face for obvious reasons, but! It’s also the end of the semester so I just need to suck it up and deal.
Last time we met, I said that I had reintroduced cauliflower into my diet, and it was something I could have in small amounts if I really wanted it. WRONG. Cauliflower and I are no longer friends. Which means that most mushrooms are out. Oh, and apples and I have grown apart (this also explains so much). It’s just wild that all of these good for me foods have been slowly destroying my insides. Oh well.
In related news, I found out yesterday at CVS that the probiotic I’ve been taking to help with my stomach issues and to restore my gut to good health contains one of my no-no ingredients. I do not think I can tell you how pissed I was about it. This was definitely my mood:
I’m sitting in the laundromat so now seems as good a time as any to update. (Wifi at the laundromat? What a time to be alive!)
A lot has happened since I made my executive decision not to finish my daily blogging challenge for April:
My mom visited for two weeks. We went to Santa Barbara, one of the many (!) overlooks on Mulholland Drive, and met a cousin neither of us had met before. We also had dinner with one of your favorite new authors and mine and pre-gamed for a trivia night. (My mother has no interest in trivia so left after pre-gaming.) It was a great visit.
I went to the LA Times Festival of Books. I met so many wonderful authors for the first time: Gayle Forman, Rick Riordan, Jason Reynolds, Mary H. K. Choi, Aminah Mae Sofi, and some others I can’t remember now. I also saw some of your favorite YA authors and mine on some excellent panels and added soooo many books to my TBR. Everybody I talked to kept calling the event Bookchella, and it was accurate. It was reader nerd bliss.
The elimination diet is going along, slowly. I lost about two weeks of reintroduction time because I ate something that disagreed with me and had no idea what it was. (I did not prepare adequately for the Festival of Books, basically.) Anyway, I have learned that I am definitely, 100% lactose intolerant and that I can tolerate avocado (and like foods) in small amounts. Same with cauliflower (and like foods), though less of them than avocado.
I have spent the past two weeks nesting because my daughter will be here for the summer. After being on my own for nine months, I’ve had to do some things to make my apartment hospitable to two people instead of one.
I still have spring breakitis, I think. (Part of it is that at this time last year, I was completely done with teaching for the year. What a difference a change in school makes.) This is my way of saying I’m way behind on grading. Still, my post on selfish teaching holds. Grading has been a lot easier since I’m doing assignments that I want to read.
I signed up for TSA Pre✅. I am sure this is the best decision I have made so far this year.
I have very strong feelings about the Jane the Virgin season finale (SO STRONG), so I hope that writing this blog post will kick off some blogging mojo so I can talk about it here. Because I do want to.
I really hope Kevin (Probably) Saves the World doesn’t get canceled.
1. I haven’t felt like posting the past few days because I don’t feel well. All this time, lactose was destroying me from the inside out and I didn’t even know. Sigh. One thing that has cheered me up is reading Buzzfeed (curated) articles about lactose intolerance like this and this. I have also Googled lactose intolerance memes, which are hilarious.
I started the reintroduction phase of my elimination diet. I was super excited about the lactose test because that meant I got to eat ICE CREAM. But then my stomach was like, NOPE.
So there’s that.
I literally have nothing else.
(This isn’t true. My students gave their presentations for their Station Eleven newsletters today and I have FEELINGS, but I don’t have enough time to write about them because I’m exhausted and I have work and I spent way too much time looking for a GIF for this post, but, as you can see, couldn’t find one. So with that I’m going to bed.)
1. I got to page 176 of Station Eleven, so didn’t make it to the 200s. Oh well. I probably won’t finish it until this weekend.
2. I forgot to mention what I did about the students who were absent when we set up the groups. Basically, the students who were present and I decided the absent group members would just have to deal with the decisions made by their group.