Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Adieu to Summer, Take I
We have a few events planned between now and Labor Day to help us bid farewell to another summer in Syracuse. This morning Clara and I went with friends to Jamesville Beach for a dip. I thought the water was still somewhat chilly for this late in the summer, but Clara loved it. What a lovely way to spend a hot August day!
Monday, August 27, 2007
Job News
Last Friday night I was sitting on the couch, crocheting, in my nightgown, when I received an unexpected phone call from the English Department Chair at Onondaga Community College, who phoned to offer me a job teaching a section of Freshman Composition this fall. (I applied to teach about six weeks ago, and figured that since I hadn't heard back nothing was going to happen. Apparently I just needed to be patient!) I went in today to get officially hired, and she actually offered me two sections of English 103. And the best part is, as an adjunct I'm not even required to hold office hours! What a boon! (When I taught at Montana State, I sat at my little desk for hours and over two semesters had maybe three students visit.)
I'll be teaching Tuesdays and Thursdays in the mornings, will probably be gone for about three and a half hours, and Jeremy has arranged his schedule so he can be with Clara. It's a win-win-win situation for us, and I feel truly blessed. We'll see how I feel when I get my first batch of papers to grade...
I'll be teaching Tuesdays and Thursdays in the mornings, will probably be gone for about three and a half hours, and Jeremy has arranged his schedule so he can be with Clara. It's a win-win-win situation for us, and I feel truly blessed. We'll see how I feel when I get my first batch of papers to grade...
Monday, August 20, 2007
Ithaca
We heeded the call of our inner rovers to get out of Syracuse and spent a fun day in Ithaca, land of the burned-out hippies. It was a great trip (if you know what I mean). This was actually our first day trip in quite a while, and we couldn't have asked for a more perfect day. The weather was ideal with temperatures in the high 60s (yes--in August!). Clara was quite taken with everything she saw, and the change of scenery and crowds of new faces ensured that she was pleasant and lovely the whole time we were gone.
Here are Clara and Jeremy in our attempt for a cute father-daughter portrait near the Ithaca Commons. Clara did not want to look at the camera!




Snacktime is always an adventure with CB. Here she is at Cornell University digging for Oaties, as we call them.



Clara and Jeremy in front of the Cornell bell tower.

On the bridge over one of Ithaca's famed gorges ("Ithaca is gorges," after all).


Climbing back up to the road with Daddy. Clara is so excited, as you can tell by the blurry smudges that are her rapidly moving hands.

The fam.

Overlooking an offshoot of Cayuga Lake. A perfect end to an ideal day.
Here are Clara and Jeremy in our attempt for a cute father-daughter portrait near the Ithaca Commons. Clara did not want to look at the camera!




Snacktime is always an adventure with CB. Here she is at Cornell University digging for Oaties, as we call them.



Clara and Jeremy in front of the Cornell bell tower.

On the bridge over one of Ithaca's famed gorges ("Ithaca is gorges," after all).


Climbing back up to the road with Daddy. Clara is so excited, as you can tell by the blurry smudges that are her rapidly moving hands.

The fam.

Overlooking an offshoot of Cayuga Lake. A perfect end to an ideal day.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Autumn in August
Those of you who know me well know how much I love the fall. I take after my mom in this way (Jeremy likes to tease us for our love of "The Harvest"). While August 16 is perhaps a bit early still to think about autumn, Clara and I nevertheless decided to hitch our hopes to the nearest wagon and drive out to apple country to see what we could see. We were not disappointed! Although the trees are as lush and green as ever, the apples are starting to ripen! We picked up our first peck of the season: five pounds of Paula Reds, fresh from the trees behind the farm stand. Oh, how I love the taste of a freshly picked apple. If I could wax poetic, I would. Speaking of wax, did you know there is NO WAX on a freshly picked apple? Just dirt and deliciousness--just how God intended.
I should stop before I get carried away.
As if the day wasn't magical enough with the apples, my second surprise of the day was when Jeremy came home with a pristine copy of Joan Didion's The Year of Magical Thinking, which I have long wanted to read and which was waiting, full of kismet, next to the recycling bins near our apartment. This day was meant for me! Has there ever been a happier girl?
I should stop before I get carried away.
As if the day wasn't magical enough with the apples, my second surprise of the day was when Jeremy came home with a pristine copy of Joan Didion's The Year of Magical Thinking, which I have long wanted to read and which was waiting, full of kismet, next to the recycling bins near our apartment. This day was meant for me! Has there ever been a happier girl?
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Still Hungry?
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Who Needs Baby Einstein?
Everytime I think I should be providing Clara with more deliberate mothering to better enrich her developing mind, I just stop for a moment to recognize that she manages pretty well for herself. As you can see from the following pictures, she is practically a prodigy. Especially if intelligence is gained through putting everything into one's mouth, which I think it must be.






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