Holding Small Things

Q&A: When did you last hold a baby? The youngest child I’ve held in the last year turned three in September before he moved across the US to Florida.

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I bought plane tickets to Florida today so I can go diving for three days in Clearwater with Caleb in a few weeks and use his hotel points from work to upgrade our stay.

We picked up other Kaleb, a fellow chief who worked with Caleb, who is in port this weekend and took him for a bacon flight and drunken drama downtown. The bacon comes on a cutting board in the shape of a pig and the drunks stumbled back and forth, falling into the street from scooters, a bike, and each other until they made it across to wait for the party bus; not the police that showed up.

We all ordered something to eat, but I was having trouble deciding from the brunch menu so I asked the waitress to help me choose between two dishes. She told me that, “well, one is healthy and the other is not.” I obviously went with the healthy option though I’d have chosen the latter one had she said healthy versus delicious.

The Deftones are performing tonight and we found this out after trying to park in a nearby lot and being asked to pay $35. We found street parking four car lengths away for $1.35 for two hours. We would finish our restaurant shenanigans after moving tables towards more shade and then wait for one of Kaleb’s coworkers to walk up so we could deliver them to a friend’s house for the evening.

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Feeling Expensive

Q&A: What’s your biggest expense right now? Monthly rent on a 752 sq. ft. two-bedroom house at 0.8 miles from the beach, then the 2016 Mazda 3 in the driveway. Our electric bill has a credit this month and our upgraded fridge and washer are using less energy than the old appliances last year.

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part of I Dance (I)

We stood in the kitchen this morning as we prepared our breakfast — toasting soft waffles, spreading the thickest almond butter, scooping on cold cottage cheese, and adding a juicy grape to some bites to appreciate the different temperatures and textures of the meal that are combining in my mouth; Caleb is thinking food, and eats it.

Some of Caleb’s coworkers wanted to disc golf at 9 am but went to work instead, so we took Sparky. This reminded me that I had bags of toothpaste/brushes and floss in the car that was supposed to be used in the candy buyback program after Halloween, but since I no longer work there I will at least drop the box off at the school.

I left man and dog in the car while I carried two boxes through a lock-broken front door. I set one down and quickly delivered to the 1st grade and Kinder rooms, the students jumping up from their activities because they noticed me, and wanted to know what I had brought them, for some reason thinking it was cell phones.

I grabbed the second box and got hugs from the 2nd grade class before going to 4th to interrupt their teacher reading to them, then the 5th grade class with a substitute and a student telling me that my boss told them that I went to a different school (answers the question that I no longer work there), and then to 3rd grade with another substitute and a relentless child wanting to know where I’ve been for three weeks.

I left his question unanswered as I quietly yelled Happy Halloween, left the four extra bags downstairs, and waved bye to the nurse before taking the chance that the principal might come out of her office. I will drop off the rest of the supplies in my car on Monday and then let the teachers know that I haven’t been on a lengthy vacation in the middle of school. Some of the students and staff miss me and I do miss them.

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Caleb throwing on Hole 4

I run back to the car and Caleb doesn’t want to talk about it. He thinks ghosting is something teenagers do because they don’t know better and I agree. People in leadership positions should be better at setting an example of how things are done properly instead of acting like a child when the situation affects more than just themselves and their inconsiderate outlook on the state of the circumstances.

I got Caleb to Morley Field and he got to play through the stoners lost in conversation on a few holes and Sparky got his bits smelled by another dog. I suppose he might miss that mid-meal action he used to get from Piggy.

I finished a book, I am an Emotional Creature, by Eve Ensler, inspired by girls from around the world and want to find the words to share their condition so that those more fortunate will jump to immediate action, but that’s not how change happens.

Sparky takes his mid-afternoon aggressions out on an old bone while Caleb tilts his head to the side for a nap. I edit another post for the third time before going to the shelf of books to take one outside to enjoy the sounds of airplanes above, cars driving by, and the wind blowing through the palm leaves on a Friday afternoon while I read about passion.

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Couldn’t Lexile

Q&A: What was something you couldn’t do today? Go to lunch with my husband and Fallon to get spicy ramen soup from Kanpai Restaurant. They left at noon and I had to be at work at 12:45 to make copies of pages from an anatomy book for the seventh graders. I was able to get 282 pages printed, hole punched, and stacked in piles of six in 20 minutes.

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Spirit Week at Hawking

I wanted to try some new exercises with the kids, but I need them to grasp the basics first, so we stuck with the stretch, run, squat, jump routine before suicide drills and water breaks. They were given free time today for basketball, soccer, tetherball, or catch. They also had the option to play with one broken hula hoop or walk around.

Since I didn’t have the gradebook to give to my coworker, he gave me all the quizzes from the other school so I can enter the grades. I notice that the grades are consistent, but also that one kid misspelled his own name. These kids might be in fifth grade, but some are at a third-grade level. I am sure that I do not fully understand the system.

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planes and axes of motion

Dad calls to mention something in passing, Flesch-Kincaid index, and unknowingly has me interested in it for the next two hours. I will discuss it with Caleb while we put in sample texts from different blogs, books, articles, and speeches with dissimilar themes and varying contexts to gauge the reading level that I write at.

Basically, this index grades you on the syllables of words and the lengths of your sentences (which should be 20-30 words long) and lets you know what grade level would comprehend your writing, from Kindergarten to college graduate. What happens to our speech development after we turn 25?

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art on the playground

This is an eye-opener. I’m on the right track reading books that require a dictionary to finish — not to fully comprehend, but to teach me more words along the way. I need to improve the quality of my writing by using the big synonyms and better descriptive words to express my meanings by their true definition.

The men that Americans idolize used to dabble in politics, medicine, art, humanities, religions, history, etc. and they had the language comprehension to do so. I understand that not everyone should be as fluent as doctors or lawyers in their lingo, but having a tiny grasp makes it easier to have more educated and meaningful conversations.

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the part he wasn’t graded on

The book I just finished reading, The Dumbest Generation, by Mark Bauerlein touches on this topic as well; stating that the next generation is more likely to pass around GIFs on their phones and current social media references that pertain to their inner circle than to discuss topics that concern their future economy, government, and environment.

Some of the most influential authors did lessen the grandioseness of their writing so that they could reach a larger audience, but perhaps we (people who speak languages) should be concerned with ensuring that others learn the full complexity of one of our greatest means of expression instead of limiting vocabulary to an eight-year-olds level.

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Haunted Halloween

Q&A: Halloween plans? What’s your costume? We did some last-minute shopping with Fallon to get a scythe for her kid and Caleb picked up a mask. We will trick-or-treat with her kids and then help them eat some and pass out the rest.

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I’m debating wearing a black dress with a mask I got from a NYE party some years ago when I pull out an outfit, bright yellow with letters on it, and try that on. I can go as alphabet soup. I put my flip-flops on and we join the neighbors at the end of the street.

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There doesn’t seem to be as many houses participating this year, but the kids still get a lot of candy and even the adults are offered treats this year. A guy gave Caleb some pumpkin and bat-shaped pretzels as a prize for scaring his daughter.

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The little kids are done by 8 pm so they can get to bed for school tomorrow. Caleb and I will walk around the block to see a few more lights, spooky decorations, and a couple passing out candy with Michael Myers running around their yard.

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Candy, Cake, and Coffee

Q&A: Are you able to tell when you have enough? Yes.

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rye bread, almond butter, black grapes

These grapes are fantastic. A persimmon and some cranberries are next on the list.

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cheesecake, chocolate graham cracker crust, strawberry cream topping

Caleb’s homemade creation as he perfects his art in appearance and flavor.

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stop at the coffee shop

What are the chances… my friend used my name for her coffee and there happened to be another Jessica waiting on her hot beverage, and purple frappuccino, to go.

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children and puppies

When the neighbor children wander over and scare the piss out of the puppies and the mother comes to lick up the poop — to hide the scent from predators, instinctually.

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half-eaten homemade ice cream cake

This was the cake hiding in my freezer. I thought it wasn’t going to be eaten for another 12 days, but I sure did enjoy the vanilla bean, Oreo, Reese’s cup combo as part of an early birthday celebration.

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children of the pumpkin patch

We weren’t the last ones to carve our pumpkins. I helped the kids get the seeds out. Then watched the eighth film of Quentin Tarantino, The Hateful Eight, with Caleb. We thought we’d watch a Halloween theme or scary movie and saw the action go from slow to twisted.

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