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3/31/2015

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Hello.
Not a lot of liveliness on the blogs lately, eh? Well then. Guess I'll just muck around here and hope your busy busy weeks don't stop you from reading the blog as well.

So 'Elastic Heart' was the most popular option and so has won as topic for the day. Thank you all for commenting :) The others will keep popping up as options until I either write about them or lose interest.

But first an update -
                Of note this week was what I stumbled upon Sunday morning at Target. I was just coming out of the bathroom when I see Eric, our Asset Protection Team Lead (basically think security guard only cooler) running out the front doors chasing a young woman. He managed to snag her purse just outside the entryway; she dropped it and kept running. Then I just shrugged and went back to work (can't just go gawking at the bad egg guests without getting any work done). I found out later from him that she got away but they did stop her from stealing like $100 worth of merchandise or something. So there's that.

                My second story also involves Target. I've discovered my favorite (and least favorite) piece of re-shop.
(Re-shop is merchandise you find in places where it's not supposed to be because customers are lazy or just hate your existence. Like sometimes I find things literally 2 feet from where they're supposed to be. Like, did have to put the Reese's bag you considered buying with the Hersey kisses instead? Are you that lazy? Do you hate me that much? Literally just move your arm a little to the left and you'll have saved me some trouble - both in putting it back in the right spot and worrying about your mental capacity)
                Ahem, sorry for the little rant. Anyway, one of the ways to amuse myself and not hate everyone in the store when I come across stuff like this is to just make up a little story about how that product ended up where it did. Before, my favorite re-shop story was when I found a lacy bra buried in the stuffed animal shelf during Valentines. I like to imagine that maybe someone had an epiphany about what an appropriate Valentines gift for a new girlfriend should really be. But my new favorite/least favorite is what I found yesterday. I was putting out some chocolate crosses on the back wall of the Easter section when, lo and behold*, I find the Fifty Shades of Grey books. Now, first I freaked out because it was right in among some little kid toys but then I just started giggling. Big change of heart there, huh? That's right, find you some Jesus or whatever.   
                And lastly: Vikings. Not like historical vikingr vikings (though I like those too, AB knows). The show 'Vikings'. So good, man. Big things happening. Big spoilery things. Things you probably don't really care about but I just wanted to mention because I watched the latest episode and.. all the good man, ugh. Just all the things. And mostly things I don't want but still good things. Ok, I'll stop now.

And on to 'Elastic Heart'.

Before proceeding further, please watch the music video I'll be discussing.
 (I guess if you've watched it already, you can skip ahead, but it wouldn't hurt to watch it again either) 

        For some background, the first time I heard about this music video was from seeing people online complaining about other people complaining about how pedophilic the video was. The former was saying to grow up and just because a young girl was dancing with an older man, that doesn't automatically make it sexual.
 I feel like that happens frequently: me being exposed to something not from people complaining about a thing but from people complaining about other people complaining about a thing 
         I then watched the video and found I really liked it. I think I generally really like stories that are very open to interpretation (not open endings usually, but when the whole story itself is open to interpretation). I liked all the different stories it could represent. And I know the artist/director had a certain meaning in mind. And I think it's important to be aware of an artist's intended meaning or story, but I also like that art is open to the interpretation of its viewer. As John Green says, "Books belong to their readers," - only apply to more than just books.
(side note: although I like viewing multiple stories and meanings from a single source, I also think that one is capable of coming up with an 'incorrect' interpretation. One that just doesn't go within anything the piece is portraying. But that's probably worth its own blog post. I'm supposed to be talking about Elastic Heart) 

Based on minimal poking around online, I think there are 3 main categorizes for what the dancers (Shia Labeouf and Maddie Zielger) represent.  

1) They are manifestations of the same person

                This is my own personal favorite interpretation and the one that I think makes the most sense. I know the category in itself is also vague because you could have multiple inner voices or emotions or parts of your pysche to choose from, so I'll do another break up (yay outline formats)

     a) fame
                    Ok, this is the one I really meant when I said this is my favorite. It's my own personal 
           interpretation of the characters in the video.
                   The dancers represents two sides of Sia, or I suppose you could say any person who has had 
          to deal with fame and being in the public eye -might make more sense as I don't actually know 
          anything about Sia outside of performances of this song and 'Chandelier', but for the sake of 
         simplicity, I'll just say Sia.
                    Maddie, the little girl, represents the young, bright side of Sia that has always wanted to be in 
         the spotlight, to be a rockstar or what have you. And Shia represents the side that is tired or 
         anxious of being in the public eye. 
                    Despite being so different in appearance, both dancers are really made up similarly. Both are 
         wearing nude, tight costumes. Both are slightly dirty. They both do this move where they put their 
         fist to their cheek. And most notably, both have purple paint on their hands and feet. Granted, I 
         have no idea what it's for, but Maddie was in another of Sia's music videos (Chandelier) wearing the 
        exact same getup, and she wears it in every public performance with Sia as well. I imagine that 
        costume/look somehow represents Sia.
                     Part of what made me come up with this particular interpretation was Shia. Like, he could 
         have just been cast because of his acting ability, but I couldn't help but think back to the period 
        where he wore a paper bag over his head saying "I am not famous anymore" to the red carpet (I 
        admit, I'm not that familiar with his story, I heard it was linked with a mental breakdown, but I have 
        no idea really. Everything I'm saying here is mostly just based on what I see in the video)
What I see in the video:
  • Shia is nervous/scared of Maddie - at 0:27 his heart races when she lashes out at him
  • The cage represents safety and privacy and not being in the public eye
  • Maddie is more manic/showy - Shia hides his eyes and backs away - 0:37
  • Maddie feels her voice is being taken away - 0:43
  • Shia is usually the one running from Maddie
  • Maddie is briefly satiated when Shia pokes his head out of the cage - 1:43
  • Mirrored positions at 2:01, reinforcing the idea that they are the same person
  •  Shia genuinely cares for his other half/himself/herself and wants peace
  • 2:55 - Maddie can leave the cage - Shia tries to stop her but can't leave the cage himself
  • 3:20 - inverses of each other - representing two opposite sides of the same person
  •  3:44 - the faces we put on - or practicing putting on a face to get ready to go where people will watch and judge you
  • Maddie leads Shia to the edge of the cage. She wants him to go out. She wants to go out and stop being restricted by the safety(privacy) of the cage. 
  • At the end of video, Maddie is trying desperately to pull Shia out of the cage, but he cannot leave. Both despair and begin to cry. Shia grows tired of Maddie's incessant pulling. He can't do it anymore. 
  • In the last shot, Maddie is outside the cage but she is still being supported by Shia. She is standing on his knees through the cage bars  

          b) mania, depression, or other mental illness
                   
                    When I was looking around for other people's take on the performance, these tended to be 
           fairly popular. And I can see why. The video does make sense in these contexts as well, whether 
           that be Maddie representing a person's inner mania or addiction, Shia representing depression, 
           Shia and the cage representing self doubt, etc.

          c) Youth

                  I don't think I would have ever thought of this one, but I find it very interesting:

"I believe that the young girl represents youth. He is acting immature in order to try and regain what he can of his youth. The cage represents the confides of the mind, suggesting it is an emotional struggle. At the end, the young girl slips through the gaps but he can't. To me this suggests that he can't regain his youth - it's left him and nothing he can do will enable him to get it back. He is then trapped emotionally in his mind and must accept the fact that he must grow up."

"I think when Maddie is hitting Shia on the head it shows how the grown up generation put on a face to try and hide their problems, but Maddie, portraying youth, realizes what is wrong and gets rid of the mask Shia makes."


2) Abusive relationship or otherwise unhealthy dynamic

            Possibly spurred heavily by the controversy surrounding the video, many people seemed to see the story as abusive and dangerous, whether Shia represented an evil family member or an unknown kidnapper. I see this one less than the two of them being the same person, but the story doesn't stop being interesting with this interpretation. What's the most interesting to me with this interpretation is that I can't unsee the ending as Maddie desperately trying to remove Shia from the cage as well. It's not just that she wants to escape herself. We see earlier in the video that she is fully capable of leaving. She's the strong one here. Maybe she wants to remove the man from his own evilness, fix him and make him better. Or maybe it's more Stockholm Syndrome than that.  

 
3) Father/daughter

This is the interpretation I was first presented with before even watching the music video. Someone was ranting about the notion that an older man and a young girl can't dance together without everyone thinking it's pedophilic. Said person was saying more or less: 'So we can never have a father-daughter story that's free of sexual interpretations? We can never have brother-sister or, heaven forbid, a mentor-mentee dynamic with these two types of people?' And on about how we would be limiting the stories one can tell through dance by limiting who can dance with who.

But the interpretation:
" the cage seems to symbolize something mental. Like maybe depression or self doubt. The relationship between the girl and the man, to me, seems to represent father and daughter. At first, the daughter is angry and doesn't have a good relationship with the father, but as time progresses, she becomes closer to him. The father is restricted by the cage- he cannot overcome his mental problems, whereas the girl can escape the cage and be free. But she begins to love her father rather than hate him, and she does not want to leave him behind. She is frustrated that he cannot help himself, and is conflicted between being free from the cage and living, or being loyal to her father. In the end she is seen to be restricted from freedom because of her emotional ties to her father, she can't leave him because she loves him. But at the same time she wants to be free."  

Or maybe none of these are right and this person had the most correct interpretation:

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Your options for next week:

1) Target

2) plansnotplans for Ireland

3) Irish dancing

4)  An expanded discussion of the 'Aesthetic' and taxidermy (etc) at the Field Museum

5) Anna Beth and I's conversation regarding the question "Who are you?" and "What defines you?"

6) Alex the parrot

7) Other


Best wishes,
Jill

I am now sick of the word interpretation
Hope 2000 words is are better than 3500. sorry again for that.


* - ever get curious about a phrase as soon as you have to write it. That happened to me. Interesting. Things are so interesting
I use 'interesting' too much

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Bliss...

3/28/2015

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Hey guys! From the looks of it, we've all had pretty busy (but good) weeks! I'll be honest- this blog will just have to be expanded next week, since my mom is still in town visiting, and I want to spend more time with her. In the meantime, though, I will just give props to Jill for being awesome and being the only one to do a full post this week!!!

I'll still share a song that seems to satisfy my happy, indulgent mood- yes, I consider Taylor Swift's music indulgent. ;)

Enjoy your weekend, everyone!

Much love,
Amber

"Red" - Taylor Swift

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Just a Highlights Reel

3/24/2015

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        It appears I might be hijacking Sanaa's Sunday-Tuesday blog. Oh well, hopefully her blog will make up for mine.
        Sorry for not posting last week. My only excuse is that I spent the night talking with Anna Beth in an IHOP parking lot, which I admit isn't exactly an excuse.

As I mentioned in my last blog, I went up to Chicago with Rachael and some other friends for a few days.

Highlights from my trip include:

·         Wolves at the zoo howling along with ambulance sirens <-- this was probably my favorite part of the whole trip

·         Finding a super-not-afraid-of-humans squirrel and watching Chloe get literally within an inch of touching it before IT lunged at HER and she ran away

·         Most of the animals at the zoo being pretty active and close to the fences. Two of the rhinos were sparring when we walked by and the lion was totally into its own 'regalness'

·         The lion roared. Like, I've seen lions in a game park in Kenya, but I don't remember ever hearing a lion roar before

·         Chloe has a slight fear of large fish. We went to the aquarium. There was much amusement for us, not as much for her

·         Puns

·        Logan:  "You really flew through that bird exhibit", and next to the seals: "If I had a Pinterest I would Pinniped it"

·         I don't like monkeys or apes, but even I thought it was pretty cool to see a 2 week old baby gorilla

·         watching reef cleaner fish just doin' their job

·         petting a lake sturgeon

·         Chloe making me think of Amy as she nearly took the title of "I would eat everything in this Aquarium or Zoo"

·         Thinking of Sara as I swam upstream in a river of children on a school field trip at the Aquarium (literally so many children)

·         Divers feeding fish in the tanks and then waving at us - the divers not the fish, well maybe some of the fish

·         "Jesusing" as Rachael called it - walking over an underfoot glass ray exhibit

·         Sea otters are a lot bigger than I expected but just as adorable

·         "Korra clothing" (Chloe's term) in the Field Museum

·         Just the field museum in general

·         Chloe next the shoe/boot display at the field museum: "This is like porn to me"

·         The excellent taxidermy at the Field museum. They do a really good job of attempting to put the animals in context. They're all very life like in their poses. Baby lions cuddling with their mom, a buffalo scratching its butt with its horns, taxidermied birds with taxidermied mice in their talons, a 4 part white tail dear display showing the animals in each season. Like, when I got 'taxidermist' as the #1 job recommendation on that job assessment thing in middle school, I didn't appreciate it the way I do now

·         The aesthetic in the Field Museum

·         In the Bird Hall - "You see the dead rodent? That's my favorite bird" - Rachael

·         Not really comprehending the size of a wholly mammoth until I'm standing next to its skeleton

·         Cramming 5 people (not including the cabbie) into a taxi

·         Being SO CLOSE to winning at table full of shots at trivia night (so close, man! so close!)

·         Finding a stone from Mammoth Cave imbedded in the wall at Tribune Tower

·         The view of the city from both the zoo and museum campus


All that being said, I had a really good time in Chicago but I don't really feeling any longing to go back. It's a fun one-time visit to me.

The night I got back, I went with my mom to watch Irish Dancing at Skypac. It was so awesome and brought back a lot of memories of when I was a kid and my entire family was obsessed with Michael Flatley's Lord of the Dance.

Then I went to Louisville to visit Sara and Jake/watch Into the Woods (so good).

In other news, I've handed in my 2 weeks notice at Target. Getting close to the big move. oi

In other other news, there are SO MANY FREAKING PEEPS IN THE BACK AT TARGET. For those not in the know, I'm more or less in charge of the seasonal section at target. And after the truck unload on Monday, there are 2 pallets of just peeps boxes, each stacked 5 feet tall. That is a lot of peeps. So many peeps. I hope people like peeps.

Ok, that's not particularly interesting. Here, to distract you from my lame blog, I tried to make a video from my Chicago trip. Only, I had like 2 vaguely interesting clips. I forgot my camera and only had my phone. And I didn't take many videos. And I decided I would try out my new (free) editing software, Lightworks. And I discovered that Lightworks has a steep learning curve and OH MY GOSH LIGHTWORKS IS SUCH A FREAKING PAIN TO USE WHY CAN'T THERE JUST BE A REGULAR TIMELINE OR AT LEAST AN EFFECTS PANEL THAT'S UNDERSTANDABLE, AT THE VERY LEAST THE ABILITY TO PUT TEXT ON A SCREEN WITHOUT GIVING MYSELF A HEADACHE. I MISS PREMIERE PRO. WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO EXPENSIVE.

So yeah, looks like I'm actually going to need to watch all the training videos to understand how to use the program properly.

But here, look at wolves singing and beluga whales belugaing. Because that's all I could put together at the moment.


                                                               Those wolves are so darn cute

       I think I'm going to instigate a theme not theme for Tuesdays that isn't Question Tuesday. It's interactive but only minimally so. Please tell me in the comments which of the following options you would most like for me to blog about next week and I promise I'll try not to make an exceedingly long post like the dress one. Also feel free to suggest an entirely different topic or even rank the options if you feel like it. Just be aware I might ignore everything in favor of blogging about whatever strikes me on a given day, but at least I've stocked up on potential blog topics. (Also, DO NOT say 'all of them'. I may get around to all of them at some point. But please actually say which one you'd most like to see if there is one you'd most like to see).

1) An expanded discussion of the 'Aesthetic' and taxidermy (etc) at the Field Museum

2) My interpretation of Sia's 'Elastic Heart' music video

3) My younger self's obsession with Lord of the Dance + an expanded discussion of Irish river dancing storylines

4) Target

5) Anna Beth and I's conversation regarding the question "Who are you?" and "What defines you?"

6) A topic of your choice



Best Wishes,
Jill

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sanaa's post-sunday blog coming soon!

3/24/2015

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Watch this while you wait:
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Da Da Da Da Bum Da Da Bum

3/21/2015

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Do you know what those sounds are? That is the NCAA men’s basketball key ditty that plays repeatedly on the CBS network. Want to know why it’s in my head so much these days? It’s not just because I’m watching all of the games (which I am.) It’s not just because it’s one of the most recognizable sound combinations in all of college sports. It’s because of this:

I'M GOING TO THE NCAA MEN'S BASKETBALL TOURNAMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D

I’ll be in the next to last row on the second tier of seats at Nationwide Arena, but no worries- I’ll be the loudest, most vibrant, and most excited one there! I’ve got all of my fan gear for the matchups: Maryland vs West Virginia and Oklahoma vs Dayton. As you can tell, I may or may not have decided who I will be supporting in the Maryland/WV game (or the Oklahoma vs Dayton game... I mean, who doesn't love the underdog practically at home there?). I had to order my shirts last Sunday night in the hopes they’d make it here in time without knowing who would be playing! They all made it though, and I have a couple of great problems to have now.

I’ve been looking forward to going to the NCAA tournament pretty much my entire life. I can’t even remember a time when I didn’t watch college basketball on tv. I’ve never been to a full game live except my games at UK and Vandy- which, while they were excellent basketball, I didn’t exactly have a seat. I had to stand all game, lol. Though I have a feeling I’ll be doing that here too! :)

Wish my mom and I luck as we brave the crowds! If you happen to be watching, and they pan the cameras really, really high up, squint as you see us wave at you! ;)

With love,

Amber

PS- Enjoy a song I actually picked up from watching basketball last week on ESPN- yes, really. ;) I know it seems like the farthest style from sports, but they make it work pretty well!

“Glitter and Gold” – Rebecca Ferguson

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Zzzzzzzz...

3/20/2015

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Hello from suchhhh a long week guys. Not only is it report card time, but I also had a professional development on Thursday, meaning I had to prepare both for a sub in my class and transporting myself the hour trip to and from the training. Add to that all the typical teacher duties of the week, plus all the crazy random problems that never seem to fail to come up at just the wrong moments, and everything I have to do for next week, I have had, and still have, so much to get done. So we'll see how well that goes this weekend...

On a happier note, it's my mom's birthday today! So Jake and I drove into town for the weekend :) As I type, I'm sitting on the bed by my sister (who tried and failed to get me off) after watching awesome new movies with my parents and cuddling with Reni. I thought I'd give myself a night off before dealing with all the grading and planning and paperwork before me.

And now I'm about to go to sleep, as I got up extra early this morning, and it is several hours past my bedtime.

Only two more weeks till spring break...

Love,

Sara
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question thursday

3/19/2015

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Wow, guys. You did such a great job of asking questions this week. So great, in fact, that all the answers to all your burning questions are found here. 

xoxo,
Anna Beth












p.s. I'll have a decent blog next week. Really. I hope...
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this is THE HOME THAT SANAA BUILT

3/15/2015

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This is the home that Sanaa built.

This is the air mattress that lay in the home that Sanaa built.

This is the glorious bed that replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.

These are the tools that made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress that lay in the home that Sanaa built.

These are the never-ending instructions that guided the tools
That made the glorious bed that replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.

This is the crumpled toe, a result of a mishap in the instructions
That guided the tools that made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.

I am the maiden all forlorn
Who dropped a headboard, causing a crumpled toe,
A result of a mishap in the instructions that guided the tools
That made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.

This is the nightstand, all shiny and new
That pleased the maiden all forlorn
Who dropped a headboard, causing a crumpled toe
A result of a mishap in the instructions that guided the tools
That made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.

This is the dresser all cute and squat
That was built with the nightstand
That pleased the maiden all forlorn
Who dropped a headboard, causing a crumpled toe
A result of a mishap in the instructions that guided the tools
That made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.


This is the microwave that "crowed" in the morn
That accompanied the dresser all cute and squat
That was built with the nightstand
That pleased the maiden all forlorn
Who dropped a headboard, causing a crumpled toe
A result of a mishap in the instructions that guided the tools
That made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.

This is the food, warm and delicious
That was heated by the microwave that "crowed" in the morn
That accompanied the dresser all cute and squat
That was built with the nightstand
That pleased the maiden all forlorn
Who dropped a headboard, causing a crumpled toe
A result of a mishap in the instructions that guided the tools
That made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.


I feel content and productive and appreciative of the little things
Like the food, warm and delicious
That was heated by the microwave that "crowed" in the morn
That accompanied the dresser all cute and squat
That was built with the nightstand
That pleased the maiden all forlorn
Who dropped a headboard, causing a crumpled toe
A result of a mishap in the instructions that guided the tools
That made the glorious bed
That replaced the air mattress
That lay in the home that Sanaa built.
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Hello, My Name Is Chester

3/14/2015

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Hello from Chester! I was rather offended when my mom left me completely out of her first blog post, and so I have hijacked her blog this week. By the time she even begins to think about posting (usually pretty late at night), it will be too late. I will have already taken her spot…

I suppose a proper introduction is in order. My name is Chester, and I am a 2 year old Pomeranian Chihuahua, better known as a Pomchi. I spent the first year and a half of my life living with 52 of my brothers and sisters in a very crowded home in central Columbus. My previous dad was away frequently traveling for work; I think he drove a truck for very long distances, much too far for puppy feet to keep up with. Instead, I spent the majority of my time indoors with my family. We didn’t get to go outside very often at all, and we really just took over the house. This continued for a while until some strange people came and took all of us away from the house and our old dad. It was odd to see so many people in one place. Until that day, I had seen more dogs than humans. I found out later that this was what they call “hoarding.” I just think it was us making the best of a small space. It’s kind of weird to look myself up on the internet (another beautiful discovery my new mom showed me), but if you’re curious to learn more about my first year and a half, you can look here:

http://www.10tv.com/content/stories/2014/08/17/columbus-ohio-dozens-of-dogs-removed-from-north-columbus-home.html

That is all in the past now. I was taken to the Capital Area Humane Society and lived there for almost three months. They gave me a name for the first time- Lucas. Really, that was my first introduction to what you all consider the “world.” I was taken out multiple times a day to this beautiful place called “outside,” and I realized that I could explore new scents, see the weather change, experience rain and SNOW (I love eating this white fluffy thing!), and chase leaves and rabbits and squirrels and cats and… I’m getting distracted. Let’s just say that I love being outside and often beg my mom to take me outside, even when it’s just for fun. :)

Anyway, I spent almost all of my three months being unadoptable at the shelter. I went through their “shy dog” training, as I was extremely scared of other humans and living creatures besides dogs. After all, I never knew they existed before six months ago. Finally, after battling some medical issues and passing my training, I became adoptable at the end of October-- the last of all of my brothers and sisters. Thankfully, my future mom Amber started looking at that exact time, and I was the first dog that she saw in her search! I was pretty shy when I first saw her, but I tried to warm up to her over the course of her long visit with me. After all, she had to inquire specially for me, since I was in the Special Adoptables program. I rather like my adoption page:




















Of course, you all know the rest of the story. My mom adopted me, and since then we’ve been quite the pair. I love spending all of my time sitting next to her or following after her footsteps. She’s learned that I quite like cheese and turkey, and I’ve learned that she hits the snooze button too much in the morning, when all I want to do is go outside after a long night. I have never made a mess purposefully in the house, though I do have an easily upset stomach. I have also picked up a few special tricks on my own, such as waiting to eat my dinner until my mom has hers too (even though she gives me mine before she even begins to make hers) and putting my paw over her paw when we’re sitting next to each other. (I’ve seen her boyfriend doing that, and I get jealous.)

At the end of the day, though, there’s nothing more that I like to do than curl up on my leopard pillow in the living room or on my bed in the bedroom (next to her bigger bed) and sleep, knowing that my mom is right next to me. I love her very much, and she loves me. I rather like this “living with a human” thing. I plan on keeping things like this…

With love,
Chester

PS: I eventually told my mom I posted this. She wasn't too mad, but I couldn't have any of her pie for Pi Day... She says it's because it's chocolate, but I disagree. ;)

"Walking the Dog" – Rufus Thomas

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Into the woods to make the shelf, to take the trip, to see the play

3/14/2015

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Into the Woods to make the shelf, to take the trip, to see the play

Hello from a whirlwind of a week! There has been a lot going on in the last few days, which I feel is best expressed, like so many vlogbrothers videos, in parts:

Part 1: I made this!

Several of you have already seen, but this weekend I not only bought, but assembled, my very first piece of furniture! Something about it just feels like adulthood to me. I’ve been living on my own for several months now, paying bills and being responsible and whatnot, but something about buying my own bookshelf, carrying all 60 pounds of it up to my third story apartment, and screwing and nailing (my poor neighbors) it into existence all by myself just feels… momentous. Important. Like I’ve accomplished something significant. I don’t quite know how to explain it. Does this make any sense to you guys? Have you had similar moments in your own lives? Let me know.

Aside from just getting it put together and upright, I have also had the joy of allowing it to fulfill its purpose! Though I have, as I said, been living in my apartment for months now, mooooost of my books are still in boxes in what would be my laundry room if I had a washer and dryer. This week, I unpacked about 4 of those boxes to fill the shelves of my lovely new bookcase!

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For those of you who are interested, I put time and effort into organizing said books, and for those of you who are not, I’m going to tell you about it anyway. I started at the bottom and worked my way up, with nonfiction taking up the bottom three shelves. On the very bottom shelf, which I thought could best do some heavy lifting, are quite a few of my textbooks, organized by subject (I have never sold a single textbook and I don’t plan on starting now. Don’t judge me…). I put most of the core subjects- math, science, social studies- down here, just because the books were heavier.

Going up a level, I put the special areas- art, P.E., music- together next to language- communications, various English topics, and my Spanish/ASL/Italian collections. Up another level are those subjects I care most about, teaching and religion.

The last two levels aren’t completely full yet, because I have reserved them for my favorite fiction books, most of which are still packed. Because, even though I just bought this brand new, five level, six foot tall shelf on Saturday, and I have unloaded about 4 of my remaining book boxes, there are still at least 6 or 7 in my laundry room, as well as a couple more in my bedroom closet.

In short, I’m going to need a few more bookshelves.

Part 2: I went on field trips!

That’s right, folks, I have broken into the world of field trips from the teacher’s perspective with not one, but two back-to-back outings this week. The main thing that I learned was how to count to 20 over and over again. I’d get to 19 and start panicking a bit, but then- oh, there’s 20, hiding behind 16 and 17. This happened every single time we moved.

Our second field trip I didn’t do this so much, because we had chaperons, so I was only personally in charge of 4. But that didn’t stop me counting every time I passed one of the other chaperons, trying to think in my head who I had put in their group and match up the faces. It all turned out fine, of course. The kids stayed together, they had a blast, and they were exhausted by the time of the bus ride home.

It was actually kind of the cutest thing ever. We are, after all, talking about kindergartners, and what’s more, kindergartners who had been on two school outings in a row. Their poor little bodies just could not take so much excitement. It was just crazy comparing their energy levels from before and after.

Part 3: We’re going Into the Woods!

Jake, Jill, and I got tickets for a production of Into the Woods at the Kentucky Center, and I was soooo excited! I saw a recording of the play forever ago when I took creative writing in high school, and then of course the movie came out over Christmas, and it has to be one of my favorite musicals ever (I haven’t quite decided how it ranks compared to Phantom of the Opera…). It got even better when we walked in and realized how tiny the theater was! The theater was called the MEX, and Jake had told me several times that it was really tiny, and it only seated like 90 people, but my brain couldn’t really conceive of how small it actually was until I walked in. It was literally like the size of a room. We were feet from the actors, aaaaand it was excellent. Essentially front row seats to one of the best musicals ever? Yes, please :)

Anyway, that’s why this is technically going up on Saturday morning. We didn’t get back from the musical until almost 1 a.m., which is hours and hours past my teacher bedtime, so blogging was just not gonna happen.

So that was my crazy fun week! I've had a lot of fun reading about all of yours, and I shall talk to you next week!

Love,

Sara
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