Sunday, December 11, 2011

Blog Van Winkle (Rip Van Blogle? Rip Blog Winkle?)

So in the past three years, give or take, I've moved twice, lost a sister, gained a fiance and a cat and doubled my teaching load (moved from a 4 period day to a 7 period day). That said, I barely read blogs anymore.

Are people paying so much attention to facebook that blogs are the frontier again (or even worse, are they MySpace!?)? It seems that teacher facebook scandals are bigger than anything the blogs were experiencing when last I was around. It leads me to wonder if there's greater civility over here in the land of the full paragraph. In fact, as I remember it, this was the very thing I had planned to write about when I left: I won't get on facebook because I'm a full paragraph gal. Prose=civility! Status updates are for looky loos!

Then we had a snow storm and I got on facebook.

Turns out that talking with old "from real life" friends on the internet was much of what I needed to pull me out of a funk--a funk that I later realized was the confusion of living with a sister whose frontal lobe was greatly compromised. I think I'm discovering that there's a place for all of this, it's just a matter of what news goes where.

And I'm not sure what news goes here now. I am thinking big thoughts about my job--What is all this testing going to do to us? Are the big changes happening in the biz going to kill public ed or is it just another change? I'm thinking about being married. I'm thinking about being forty (because that happened too) and if I have any business thinking of kids (Advice to you my reader? Don't ask). Does all of that belong here and is anyone listening? Remains to be seen, I suppose.

Thanks, Amerloc, for the happy welcome back. Again, we'll see what happens.


"Ms. Cornelius" said...


Amanda Shankle-Knowlton said...

I don't think I knew your sis was showing signs of this prior to what led her to go to the ER. Blergh.

educat said...

Wanna play amateur shrink? I had no idea they were symptoms. Just lots of strange and hurtful behavior. I just had to decide that we'd still be sisters (honestly, I considered backing out of the wedding) and bite my lip and smile. I think that's why I took her death as well as I did, I had mourned losing her months before I knew she was ill.