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ironsos you keep the snow by you. Don’t you let it come near my state. I’m not ready for that. :(
It poured here for Halloween. The rain kept most trick or treaters away. I was letting my brave kiddies take handfuls of candy. LOL!!
It poured here during the day on Halloween but stopped late in the afternoon. So, there were rivers of water and lots of puddles but Trick or Treat time, but no rain. I think it did have an effect on the number of children we saw at our door but we still gave out almost all our candy and we weren’t giving out handfuls. By most standards we still had a very active Halloween.
My daughter did not Trick or Treat here in the neighborhood. She had been invited to go with a friend. So, they went to a much less active neighborhood which was a bit of a disappointment but my daughter still had a fine time because she was with some other girls she liked very much.
The teachers are having a professional development day on Tuesday so that means my daughter will be out of school and so will I since I am not employed by the school system. There will be no classes of children for me to watch over.
Graymayne: A temperature drop like this is unusual though not rare. When a storm approaches from
the northwest in the late months it generates a southwest flow which warms the area just before the
storm arrives. Drops of 30-40 degrees is not uncommon.
Our trick or treaters were fewer than usual, and earlier than usual. I attribute that to the fact that it was a school night, and the malls were also doing trick or treat, so the kids could not do both. We actually had warm, dry weather. If it had been a weekend, we would have been swamped.
We turned off the porch light and came in around 8:00 pm because all that were still out were kids in their teens. I do not really welcome teens without a younger sibling. If the parent is also walking the houses, I assume the teen cannot be trusted to watch the younger sibling alone. A lot of our “visitors” do have an adult, but the adult is usually in the vehicle and just paces the kids.
Over half the kids we got were infant to 6 years old. Almost all of them had 2 adults, all had at least one adult with them. Many of the adults were sort of in costume, a few were in full costume.
One woman was in her wedding dress. The bodice was not laced as tightly as it should have been and it gapped a bit, not enough to be R-rated, but not as snugly it was designed to be worn. ;)
I have been telling my DS the dates we will be gone since I made the reservations in May. Tonight it dawned on him that he will not get a day off between our return and going back to work. Thank goodness it is a short workweek. ;)
Off to reset all the clocks that don’t do it automatically. Happy return to Standard Time for those in the US to whom it applies. ;)
DEANIE, my daughter, as you know, is still all about the costumes so Halloween is her favorite holiday, maybe even more so than Christmas. She goes trick or treating more so people can admire her costume than for the candy. She will be 14 this month and this is the first time I have not walked with her. I’ve always been worried the people who harass her at school will find her out in the dark in the chaos and give her a hard time. It has even happened when I was with her when she was younger, a child saying hateful things right in front of me and their own parent. The other parent did nothing to control their child and I have had no use for her since, a morally bankrupt person from my perspective. Unfortunately, she was the person who handled all the paperwork on the closing of my parent’s house. I was in a state of anxiety when I found out who was processing the paperwork until the deal was closed.
My daughter was in another neighborhood this year and out on the street with two other 14 year old girls and they were accosted by some very unpleasant teenage boys who were getting much too close physically, saying some very unacceptable things. They were shadowing them from behind, step by step. My daughter turned on them, got right up in the face of the one behind her and let him have it. The other two girls were at a loss as to what to do to handle the situation. Fortunately, the boys were more talk than action, crossed to the other side of the street, hurled out a few more insults, and left them alone. The girls quickly retreated home before 7:30 PM. They were still out with the little kids when this happened. Maybe in the next year or so there will be some sort of organized activity she can participate in. The high school had a big party in the parking lot of the school for the students there. She is in the awkward space between not being a child but not having the privileges of a full teenager either. She is still in middle school without the privileges of the high school functions. It is made even more awkward by the fact she would tower over you now and is shaped like an adult.
We did not do much that was productive yesterday. Today I have to do some cooking so there is some food to start the week. Plus, I have my ever present laundry to process. I have the bonus of knowing I have Tuesday off from work so that gives me a little breathing room this week.
ASTI, what sort of place have you gone for your weekend away with your DS and days alone by yourself? Is it in the country, at the beach or in a lovely little town? You said the internet would be patchy so I know you haven’t gone to a city. I presume you took a stack of books and your kindle well loaded. Are there nice places to find food and wine or to sit and read with a book and a cup of coffee with something sweet? Will you be cooking for yourself?
When will your mother be retiring? Has she already stopped working or will it be after this upcoming holiday season? Will you be involved with assisting them with their move back to their private home?
My daughter Jen and I went shopping yesterday on our way to my youngest brother’s party. We stopped for luch along the way. We also stopped at my sister-in-law’s for a few minutes since she was not going to the party. Her husband was down here and came over before we left.
I bought two pair of jeans while shopping. Unfortunately I only tried on one pair. Since they fit I got another pair in a different color but did not try them on. They must have been mislabeled since they did not fit. So I will have to take them back tomorrow. I did not want to go shopping again today.
We had a good time just talking at my brother’s. He had run a marathon and placed really good. It was an after marathon party so a lot of his runner friends were there. One of his friends remembered me from a Halloween party in the 90’s where I had dressed as Chucky. That was a long time ago so I do not know how he remembered how I was dressed. Lol I did dress like the Chucky doll. I even had a real curly wig that I spray painted orange to have Chucky hair. It must have been really good costume for him to remember me from all the other costumes there.
I am utterly glowing. My DS and I have spent an absolutely wonderful, romantic, marriage affirming 48 hours together. We didn’t talk much……. Once we got out of the work/home/kids/stress situation, we found we didn’t really need to talk. We just needed time together.
Home is great, but there is little privacy. Our last fight was conducted mainly through texting, which is just pathetic. But when you try to keep it away from the kids, when one of those kids stays up later than we do most evenings, when you are stressed about the next day, there is little time for communication, privacy or opportunity to make up.
Being here is always relaxing and peaceful. It’s done us the world of good.
My DS went home this evening. I am to stay on until Weds. I think that will be a good thing too. He does not understand that sometimes, being on my own is just wonderful. We’ve been messaging pretty constantly this evening…. And not fighting this time either!
I went to Evensong after he’d gone, which is a service that I always find peaceful and calming. Now I am listening to the wind and the rain against the windows of the house, looking forward to my few days alone, and anticipating going back to a calm and happy home.
Forgive any typo’s, I am on my phone, we’ll blame that!
Asti I am is happy for you and a little jealous. I wish I could get away with the DS. I need that too. :(
LadyHawke – hug littlehawke for me. She is a brave lady indeed. :)
I am cleaning out closets and under the bed mode. :)
I need to throw out anything I have not worn in the last year .
That all stopped after the avatars were so hard to change. :(
Asti Splendid news:) While you are on your own, try singing your head off, it’s very therapeutic. It seems to relax the part of your gut that just knots up when you are under tension.
MM The edit button on my profile hasn’t worked for a couple of years:(
All substitutes were told to be available today as there is a teacher’s in service meeting tomorrow and many teachers would be taking today off to prepare. So, all substitutes should expect to work today. I have already discovered I work every Monday and Friday so I wasn’t sure what made today so different, such desperation necessary on the part of the placement office.
So, this morning at 5:45 the phone rang, 15 minutes later than it usually rings when they want me at a school two hours later. The call was for a half day placement starting at 11:00. So, after all that desperation I am working half day. I don’t understand how I can have a full day of work on any given Monday and on a day full of desperation I am only getting half a day. AND they had to call me at 5:45 AM to tell me I needed to be at a school five hours later.
I ranted and raved at my DS. He reminded me I am powerless. I KNOW that but since I am powerless I needed to rant and rave at someone.
Hi, ADELLA, anything new?
COOLG, I can’t imagine me teaching either. I’m not really teaching them anything. I am just watching them and trying to make sure they don’t hurt each other or get so loud they take the roof off the school. I have learned to walk in issuing orders about what I will tolerate and what I won’t tolerate. If they don’t comply I take some names. If that doesn’t work I call in another teacher to scream at them. If that doesn’t work I press the black button on the wall and enlist backup from the office.
So, I don’t have to make them learn anything. I just walk in looking grim which is not an act. I spread grimness around the room. I am bone chillingly calm and I stare them down. They try to stare me down but I will stand up and walk over to them and look down at them and stare. They give up first. Heaven help me when I find one more stubborn than I am.
Reflecting upon my experiences of the last three weeks I think the British educational system has some benefits. Most of these students do not want to be in the classroom. I handed out report cards the first day I substituted. Their grades did not reflect they should be in the classroom. Maybe the idea of testing the students and eliminating the ones who do not make the grade from the academic educational system would not be a bad thing. I will go so far as saying the ones who are motivated and well behaved might need to be given some leeway to stay in the system, even if their grades might be marginal. If they provide nothing but a distraction then they could still be moved on. Most of these children don’t want to be in an academic setting and are never going to go to university, no matter how many years they force them to remain in the classroom. They don’t want to go to university. They don’t want professional jobs. So, maybe letting them move on to vocational schools is the best thing to do. Get them out of the academic classroom. Keep them from being a distraction to the students who want to be there to prepare for university. I feel very sorry for the teachers who are expected to force them to learn and whose job security is tied to these children’s state test scores. I can tell there is no way to make these horses drink once you’ve led them to water. They resist being led to water.
Lady Hawke Sadly, as I understand it, pupils are now required to stay on at school until 17 and next year the age goes up to 18. This is to counteract young people trying to enter the jobmarket with indequate skills in English and Maths. How the system will work I have no idea, but, like you, I don’t believe you can force learning into resistance heads. I just hope that these pupils can be kept away from the classrooms of those with university ambitions.
The only thing that separates the university bound from the blue collar bound at high school level is the difficulty of classes. The scholarship level university bound take higher level coursework in math, science and language arts. In the regular classrooms it is a mix of those who are unmotivated with those who will be accepted at university but without scholarship money being offered. Unfortunately, in the younger grades, the ones in which students the students are still 11, 12, 13 years old there is very little, if any, differentiation. You have students at widely varying levels in the same classroom, those with severe learning disabilities who will never progress to those who are already working well ahead of their grade level.
In the 40’s, 50’s and early 60’s a lot of the school systems in the New England states actually did have two different high school tracks. One for the academic students and one for the industrial arts students. Many excellent electricians, machinists, mechanics and other blue collar workers came out of those schools. They taught the basics and advanced techniques for problem solving and a lot of the students became innovators in their fields and invented a lot of products that make our lives easier than they could have been.
During that same time frame, there were schools run by the various labor unions, but entry to some of the union run schools depended on being the son of a member. The schools were not readily open to children or young adults who did not have some sort of family connection.
I am sure there were other industrial arts schools around the country, but most were concentrated in the industrial Northeast. I think that we could use large industrial arts high schools again. It might help reduce the number of students that get lost in the system because they are not good at pure academia. We will always need people who can work with their hands and who can solve practical problems with a handful of hardware and a few pieces of steel or wood. ;)
Wow! Soapy really woke up! He has been rather dormant for a few years. I didn’t know he was still hanging out in my mind. ;)
Lake effect kicked in this morning. Couple inches of snow on the ground when I woke up. First ski
resort opens Friday. Getting to be that time of year.
Yesterday I went into town to fill up the truck with gas and to pay my car insurance. Then I drove to Columbus to shop. I shopped in the morning. Then I went to the truck and read my Kindel for an hour and rested. Then I went back to the first store and tried on jeans. I finally found 2 pair that fit well. I have learned to look at the size of the zipper to know how low they are going to ride on your hips. I was so tired I did not even stop to buy dinner. I did not cook when I got home either.
Today I went to pay my real estate taxes. Then I went and got dog food. Took another trip to Walmart. I bought some insulated underware for this winter. I also got more dog food because it was cheaper. The last time I was there they only had a few bags so I did not want to take the chance they were out. Also bought a few groceries. Then I went to the grocery store and bought things to make Thanksgiving dinner. I am invited to my son-in-law’s family for Thanksgiving but do not know if I want to go. We use to go to their Thanksgiving when they had it at a ………Oh a hall where their Church had get togethers and dinners. The place where we had the dinner after the DS funeral. We stopped going when they started having at their homes again. We just figured they had too many people to add two more. I may just fix my dinner here and maybe go to the movies. I think The second Hunger Games will be out by then. I just don’t know yet. I may go with my kids and then go to the movies afteward.
Asti So glad you had a good time. Romantic too.
Adella So glad to see you. You have made me laugh. I keep up with the boys on FB but you are not on there that I know of.
I need to make some luch. I think I will make a fish sandwich and some curly fries.
Tonight is the first time in my life that I have heard no sound of fireworks on November 5th. There was a noisy event last Saturday evening, and we had seen a tall bonfire in a field near the village hall on Friday evening. Life goes on in the same old, same old way and the weather has turned colder and wetter. We had lunch out on November 1st but I lost my post. We had a filling main course only, in a pub under three miles from home with a long history of serving good meals. It has a comfortably smart interior and a nice atmosphere so we will go again.
Off to see the only TV programme of the evening worth watching.
I had to spend my morning off from work having the car serviced. On the way home from taking my mother to my father I went to return a library book. When on the way home from the library my mother called to tell me the doctor had showed up at rehab. He was not expected until later in the week. He was in the process of discharging my father. Then, she called to tell me she wished she had my father’s suitcase and that the nurse had said she needed to go over my father’s medications with me. So, I headed to their apartment to pick up the suitcase and to reposition some furniture so it would not be in the way of the wheelchair.
I reached the rehab and had to help my mother gather and pack my father’s things that have accumulated there in the last five weeks. The nurse was writing up his prescriptions and dosages for me and had to review them with me. We were given the unused portions of his prescriptions. Each on was on a foil punch card with as many as 75 pills left in some of the prescriptions and as few as six in others. I loaded my father’s big walker up with all his things and used it to transport everything to the car. He and my mother were off to say their goodbyes.
Daddy suggested we take my daughter to lunch so we took all his things back to their apartment and I unloaded them to make room in the car for my daughter. We picked her up and drove to the next town for lunch at a privately owned restaurant that specializes in Southern home style cooking.
Then, my father wanted to go to a sporting goods store to purchase wrist and ankle weights and a stationary bike peddle unit. He can sit in his chair and peddle and he can put it on a table and peddle with his arms. In each case his ankles and wrists will be weighted. This was an item they used in therapy which he was encouraged to continue to use. He does not want to deteriorate now that he is home.
Then, we went home and I emptied his old medications from his pill box and reloaded with his current prescriptions. I suggested he make his way into the restroom and make sure he could transfer to and from the toilet successfully before I left. I went to the pharmacy and picked up a couple of protective pads for the bed in case he is too slow in making the decision to get up and go to the restroom.
By the time we reached home it was almost 6 PM. We had intended to have some recreation today on our day off from school together. So, although we were glad to get my father and mother home it was a bit of a disappointment in terms of what we had hoped to do today.
My DS was given the privilege of putting together the peddling unit. He is just finishing up now. It came in about 100 pieces and I simply could not face it when we returned to my parent’s apartment.
Lady Hawke I was surprised by the discharge from the rehab, your father must have worked hard to get himself back into a level of fitness to go back home. It was fortunate that you were free to oversee his return home. He sounds to be in a positive state of mind to suggest a meal out together and then to buy the peddle unit to maintain his fitness. I suppose today will be a food shopping day with your mother, being Wednesday? Thank goodness you won’t have to spend Thanksgiving visiting the rehab unit.
The rehab unit did not feel my father was ready to go home. However, all his financial assistance ran out on Oct. 31. Since then my parents have been paying $148 (92 pounds) a day out of pocket for him to remain there. They suggested my parents move to an independent living/assisted living facility instead of going home to their apartment. He would have still had to go out for additional rehabilitation or bring in home care for a shoddy, unacceptable rehabilitation service which only pays lip service to any rehabilitation training. So, for the last week my parents have been paying for their own apartment, cable, telephone service, etc, plus the added price for my father to stay at the rehab facility. We did not feel he was receiving as good of a quality of rehab there as he had been getting as an outpatient before he fell.
We went and toured a independent living/assisted living facility fairly close to my home. It had been driven home to us that if we went to such a facility he would have 24 hour nursing assistance and someone to help him to the toilet. He doesn’t use assistance to the toilet at the rehab facility because when he calls they take too long to get there since they are busy with other people so he goes on his own. They were so adamant we went to take a look.
We found the supposed 24 hour nursing coverage was only 8 hours a day from 7 AM to 1 PM and 4 PM to 7 PM, enabling the nurse to dispense morning and evening medications. Then, during the night there are only two resident assistants for a very large facility. My father would never even bother to attempt to call for assistance to the toilet.
The apartment itself was much smaller than their current apartment. The bathroom was so small as to preclude the wheelchair from passing through the door. My father would have had to park the wheelchair in the hall and make his way into the bathroom on foot. In their current apartment the doors are wide and the wheelchair fits easily into either bathroom and can be ridden right up to the toilet. Then, there was only one bathroom in the apartment at the facility. My mother has her own gastrointestinal problems. If my father was in the bathroom and she needed access she would be in trouble. My mother has her own laundry facilities inside her own apartment. At the facility there is one washer and dryer per floor. She and her walker would have to drag a load of laundry up and down the hall, hoping to find the washer and dryer free.
Additionally, these places are multistoried. If there was a fire they would have to make their way down flights of stairs. In their current apartment they are on the ground floor with no steps necessary to enter.
The costs of these facilities was going to run anywhere from $3000 (1865 pounds) to $5000 (3110 pounds) a month, all paid out of pocket. We decided they could go home and pay for extra help out of pocket for less than the costs of those facilities. They can remain in a more comfortable space and I can take him out for some high quality rehabilitation.
Lady Hawke You have discovered that it is sometimes more ideal to stay at home rather than the assistant living facities. It sounds like their apartment is more convient than the assistant living place. It may be cheaper to have a visiting nurse come in to help with medicines and even asist with baths if needed. My own mother had a visiting home nurse come twice a week to help her out. This free me up to do other things. My mother-in-law lived in an assisted living facitlity until she needed more medical help. She had to go to a nursing home for about a year.
I was watching the news and they mentioned it was raining in my county. I looked out the window and it was. The dogs were on the porch and had not barked to come in. The wind was not blowing the rain so they were dry.
Ironsos Is your snow still there? It is suppose to rain and a cold front come behind it here. The rain is here so it won’t be long until the cold rolls in. It must be colder outside because the dogs are sleeping curled up in their blankets.
Cool G: The snow will be completely melted today. Temps will be back in the 50’s for a while.