I’ve started a couple of different posts already, but I’m keeping them in my drafts folder for now. Maybe they’ll fully develop one day, but I don’t think that they’re ready yet. So here I am, another blank page in front of me. I’m really proud of my SOL blogging streak-every Tuesday for four years (or is it five?). I don’t want to miss posting today.
I decided to stop and just spend a few minutes just listening. I heard the t.v. in the living room. The six o’clock news started and there is one lady who is really perky. I heard a truck rumble by. The air conditioner finally clicked on (thank goodness!). The exhaust fan in the kitchen purred along, removing the scents from dinner. My grandmother’s voice responded to a question from Mom. The chair creaked as I shifted around, trying to get comfortable. The refrigerator door opened and then closed.
While my house is not noisy, there were so many sounds, mostly small ones that I probably wouldn’t regularly pay attention to, like the refrigerator door. It was kind of nice to just sit and listen.
I used an air framing nailer for the first time on Saturday. My Mom wanted to use some scrap wood to make planters. My boyfriend, Mike, is a contractor and at the time was working on a mini pergola in Mom’s backyard and had a variety of tools around. He took pity on us when we went to get a regular hammer and nails and asked me if I wanted to try the air framing nailer. I said that I was game to try using it, so he gave me a tutorial on how to safely use this tool. He was so patient and never once “mansplained” using the nailer. He trusted me with this tool and I appreciated his whole approach.
I was a little nervous at first, but took my time and carefully followed Mike’s guidance. Mom trusted me and held the boards in place while I nailed them. Mike went back to the mini pergola and never once looked over my shoulder. Soon, Mom and I had three planters assembled. They need fresh paint, but other than that, they’re good to go!
I was pretty proud of myself for trying something that I’d never done before. Mike said that he was proud of me, too. His words of praise and encouragement meant so much to me!
I finally got my hair cut after more than a year. I’ve been so hesitant to venture into a hair salon, even after being vaccinated. I’ve continued to be cautious about the places I go. However, my hair was beginning to get on my nerves. It was a long, stringy mess and something had to be done, so I made the appointment.
When I left the salon, I felt like a completely different person. I’m not sure how many inches were cut off, but it felt like several pounds worth of hair! I loved how my hair looked and felt.
However, by the next morning, when I went to style my hair, I just couldn’t get it to look nearly as nice. I tried and I tried, spending more time in front of the bathroom mirror working on my hair than I usually did. I blowed my hair and brushed and brushed, but nothing seemed to help. It had looked so pretty when I strolled out of the salon, but no matter what I did, I just couldn’t replicate it.
This always seems to happen. When I get my hair cut and styled, it looks nice until I have to try to replicate the look. Then it goes right back to how it always looked. I’ve never been able to do much with my hair and it’s so frustrating!
M and I have been taking more walks since the weather has been nice. I always make sure to have a camera handy on those walks. I’ve snapped photos of deer, turkeys, and the cows in the surrounding pastures. I took the photo below while trying not to giggle. This cow was so determined to get the grass on the other side of the fence. I love how the cow looked directly at me while I snapped the photo. She didn’t seem concerned about me or my camera. It was all about the good green grass!
I am a huge fan of the UVa men’s basketball team. I love following the team and that’s one thing the M, my boyfriend, and I share. M is not just a UVa fan, but a fan of college basketball. At first, my viewing of games only involved the Cavaliers, but now I’m hooked on watching any ACC team play. If UVa is not playing, I’ll watch most of the other ACC teams (there are two that I really don’t like, but I won’t name names!). As a result, I’ve gotten familiar with many non-UVa players.
This year in college basketball, the transfer portal and the numbers of players involved has been newsworthy. UVa had three players enter the portal and all three are moving to other schools. While I will miss them, I was tuned into the conversations about the players who had expressed interest in playing in Charlottesville. I started following the conversations about the transfer portal on social media and regularly checked for any announcements as well as information about those players. I’ve been studying the process intently!
We’ve picked up two new players, one from Indiana, Armaan Franklin, and one, Jayden Gardner, from East Carolina. I’ve been intently reading up on their stats and getting to know the guys who will be joining the team. Now, I’m hoping to actually be able to go see my team in action when the next season starts! I’ve missed being in the crowd at John Paul Jones arena!
M was working on a project and needed a black Sharpie to label the different boards so they could be reassembled correctly. He asked me, “Do you have a Sharpie?”
Do I have a Sharpie? Of course! I have Sharpies, InkJoys, multiple Pentel EnerGels, G-7s, and Flair pens, just to name a few of the different kinds of pens. I have just about any color, too. I’ve actually taken over the pencil cup on the desk at M’s house in addition to the bag of pens that I regularly carry in my purse. I also have multiple cups of pens on the desk at my house and on my desk at school. You need a writing utensil? I’ve got it! And, if I don’t have it, it’s not a writing utensil that you’ll want to use! I take my pens seriously!
I’ve never considered myself to be a poet. For a long time, poetry frankly scared me and I just didn’t think that I was capable of writing it. However, during my time as a part of the SOL community and the Teach Write group, my view of poetry and my ability to write poetry has changed quite a bit. One member of both groups, Christie Wyman, has shown me that poetry is not something to fear or avoid. The book Poems Are Teachers, by Amy Ludwig VanDerwater, also taught me so much.
I’ve written more and more poetry over the last year or so. Recently, I discovered two apps for my iPad that stimulated my poetry writing. One is the poeTree app and the other is the Instant Poetry 2 app. I’ve enjoyed playing around with words and creating a variety of poems. I think that I appreciate these apps because they don’t insist on one correct way to write a poem. I have freedom to write whatever is in my heart or on my mind.