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Feb. 5th, 2008 02:59 amI'm tired. My eyes are tired. My body is tired. But my brain is Energizer Bunny-ing. So, here I am, for the first time in a long time, with some bona-fide insomna. I mean, sometimes there's the nights I'm up too late playing the Sims, or because I slept too long that day. But this is for no known reason. I didn't even have any caffeine during the day. It is especially annoying- ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kalmn, you aren't the only one who backspaces to correct a typo!- because I'm feeling a little sniffy and back-of-throat tickly. There was the Virus of Death that swept through our household during December and January, and it appears a slight relapse is beginning its cycle. I really hope I'm not next. That's the down side to living with this many people- its just like living in the dorm, when it comes to passing around germs. Maybe we should buy some of that DanActive stuff by the case.
Habibi was kind of cranky today, too, from a combination of molars coming in and a cold of his own. We are all excitedly preparing for his first- FIRST!!- birthday party for this weekend. It is a pirate theme. He's really walking up a storm these days, especially if there is a cat in front of him moving hurriedly. Habibi thinks it is great fun; Sabrina and Hippolyta, however, feel otherwise.
I get really excited when students in our citizenship class pass their tests. Over Winter break, four people passed. Another four passed last week. It is tradition that when someone passes their test, they bring some kind of celebratory food to the next class. Tonight, all four women who passed last week brought in food. I didn't move fast enough to get any of the homemade tacos or tamales, but it certainly felt like a celebration. Even though I'm only there one night out of four every week, and that night I only work with between two and five people, I am proud of the contribution I've made to people who pass, no matter how small. I really love doing this.
I don't know why I felt the need to blog all this. I think its sort of a placeholder for some deeper, more philosophical stuff that's on my mind. I'm not ready to try to articulate that stuff yet, but its in there. Maybe writing some stuff down, no matter how routine, will help clear up space so my brain moves a little slower, and allows me to sleep.
Or maybe I just need a shot of Limoncello. Who knows?
kalmn, you aren't the only one who backspaces to correct a typo!- because I'm feeling a little sniffy and back-of-throat tickly. There was the Virus of Death that swept through our household during December and January, and it appears a slight relapse is beginning its cycle. I really hope I'm not next. That's the down side to living with this many people- its just like living in the dorm, when it comes to passing around germs. Maybe we should buy some of that DanActive stuff by the case.Habibi was kind of cranky today, too, from a combination of molars coming in and a cold of his own. We are all excitedly preparing for his first- FIRST!!- birthday party for this weekend. It is a pirate theme. He's really walking up a storm these days, especially if there is a cat in front of him moving hurriedly. Habibi thinks it is great fun; Sabrina and Hippolyta, however, feel otherwise.
I get really excited when students in our citizenship class pass their tests. Over Winter break, four people passed. Another four passed last week. It is tradition that when someone passes their test, they bring some kind of celebratory food to the next class. Tonight, all four women who passed last week brought in food. I didn't move fast enough to get any of the homemade tacos or tamales, but it certainly felt like a celebration. Even though I'm only there one night out of four every week, and that night I only work with between two and five people, I am proud of the contribution I've made to people who pass, no matter how small. I really love doing this.
I don't know why I felt the need to blog all this. I think its sort of a placeholder for some deeper, more philosophical stuff that's on my mind. I'm not ready to try to articulate that stuff yet, but its in there. Maybe writing some stuff down, no matter how routine, will help clear up space so my brain moves a little slower, and allows me to sleep.
Or maybe I just need a shot of Limoncello. Who knows?
