Thursday, November 30, 2006
YES! I know I normally discuss vintage clothes.
Lovely, lovely clothes, but I have to say....
and you need to stop reading now if you do not want a Lost
spoiler. Here's a bit of eyecandy to keep you happy.
Ok. and really this is not that much of a spoiler, not like those assclowns who went all over the internet the day before Half Blood Prince came out screaming "SNAPE KILLED DUMBLEDORE!!!!"
The last episode of Lost was just killer.
Kate finally doing the nasty with, OMG HAUT Sawyer Manliness
and the awesome evil Jack. Oh they all added up to a great episode. But what made, and I mean MADE my night was Kate opening the hotel door and who was standing there but Capt. Reynolds.
Oh Mal (that is him above for the uninitiated) I lurv you.
I still miss Firefly.
Damn you Fox.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Let start off by saying that I LOVE to read. I read all the time…anything.
I think the act of reading releases chocolate like endorphins in my brain.
It is a pleasure for me to read. (Well except for out-loud. I hated reading out-loud in school. Not because I could not read, but because I was 3 pages ahead and never had the right place when it was my turn. Plus I do not read well out-loud. My son was quite happy when he discover books on tape so he could hear the books he wanted without having to listen to me.)
It is not a pleasure for my husband. He ONLY reads for information. Reading is a chore for him. In case you think he is a dullard he had 4.0s all though highschool and was on the Dean’s list at a college not in Arkansas. Even comes from a family of readers, folks who always had one or two books going at a time, tons of books lying around.
My son is like his father, reads for informational purposes.
I’m not sure. They both are more logic/spatial type folks.
They both use documentaries extensively to learn more about their areas of interest.
Thank God for Netflix.
My son finds the internet a great source of information.
Luckily my husband is an adult and does what he wants and my son is lucky to live in a family that believes forcing someone to read makes them hate reading more.
(case in point: 2 teens, my nephew and a neighbor boy. Both very early readers, neither reads for pleasure anymore because they are constantly forced to read “for their own good” books that they hate/find boring. How often, as an adult to you force yourself to read a novel that you find boring? You don’t. You bemoan the fact you spent money on the drivel or send it back to the library.
And did anyone see the Southpark episode where everyone was labeled ADD and dyslexic because they fell asleep having The Great Gatsby read to them?
Who wouldn’t? )
I wish he felt the same about reading that I do. I wish everyone did.
But that is my point.
Not everyone likes the act of reading. There is no pleasure involved and for some it is a painful, hard chore.
We readers are a snotty bunch. We deride those who do not like reading.
Sigh and say how much they are missing by not picking up a book.
Assume they are slow, not intelligent, rednecks even.
I bet math geeks could say the same about those of us who do not find…well find what ever it is about math that gives them pleasure.
For my regular readers this will not hold much interest, but we are unschoolers and the NYT just had a nice little article with a friend being profiled. On a local news blog there was a discussion about them and unschooling and of course I had to jump in:
(just needed to add Snape because we have not seen him around here much)
Not everyone learns the same, thinks the same or lives the same.
Not everyone considers college the be all and end all.
Not everyone thinks that living in the Heights and driving an SUV to be the pinnacle of success in life.
Unschoolers get into colleges everyday. Universities and colleges are more then happy to accept students who have had a more non-traditional type of education. They like folks who can think outside of the box and come to campus with a different mind-set then most students from a traditional learning environment.
This is a conversation that does not work on a blog, but I’ll try.
Surely parenting includes providing some direction.In the fifth grade I would have insisted I would never need long division and I suspect my parents (who didn't understand it either) would have agreed. Do I use it now? Although I'm home all the time now, I'd guess I use it almost every day. As a simple example, how many (15 ounce or so) cans are there in a gallon can of tomatoes?
Hello? Am I the ONLY non-math person who uses a calculator in my life? Who went through a traditional education and looks in a cookbook to figure out conversions?
How many folks out there reconcile their checkbook without a calculator?
Right-brain, left-brain…we are all different. I can’t do math, but still have my own business.
Oh, and I was right, I don’t need algebra in my life. I’m glad I went to school when you only needed one math credit to graduate high school or I would have never done so.
I worry about the child whose mother complaisantly explained that he learned to read when he was seven. I fear that little value may have been placed on reading in that household.
Ummm, talk to any school teacher and they will tell you that even by 4th grade there are a good amount of kids not reading well. Or only reading, but not understanding.
Plus you missed the point.
He taught himself to read.
How? By being surrounded by books in a reading rich home. Being raised by parents who provided what he needed to learn on his OWN schedule not the schools.
(as an aside I have yet to meet an unschooling or even a homeschooling family who’s house is not FULL of books and magazines and learning games and internet access…well I could go on, but you get the idea)*
Ever wonder why so many kids are not reading by that arbitrary age set-up by the institutional schools and the text-book publishers?
Because they and their brains are not ready. All kids can not read by age 6 or 7. Some need way more time. Unfortunately they are in an environment that can’t allow them the time THEY need because of the amount of children that must be pushed through….not the fault of teachers, it is just the nature of the beast.
They could keep learning with their classmates if the information was being presented orally, but as they go up in grades text-books become more important. These kids fall farther and farther behind, get labeled and end up in resource.
A child at home does not have to meet some arbitrary learning schedule, but has the time to develop based on their internal time clock.
The assumption is also that if a parent does not “know” something then the child does not learn it.
Do you folks not use the internet?
I learn something new everyday from it.
MIT and Harvard have free classes you can take. There is information everywhere. As unschoolers get older they choose to access local colleges or find ways to apprentice to learn what they want that they can’t do on their own. It is still all about the teen making their own decisions about their education and life.
I’m sure some of these kids will end up as janitors, some as executives, some as teachers and some will write bestsellers that go on to be made into a major motion picture about dragons opening on Dec 15th at the Rave.
I’m also sure that most of these children will NOT grow up to be haunted the rest of their lives by damage done to them during their school years at the hands of educators and other students.
*I freely admit there are probably sucky unschoolers/homeschoolers (like those huge fundi family folks…even I worry about those kids) out there. But there are WAY MORE sucky families who’s kids go to school and fall though the cracks everyday. I really think that is where concern should be focused.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
I hate, hate HATE shopping at the mall.
I LOVE shopping online!
So Main Steet Mall Online is just the perfect spot for all your Holiday
shopping needs. Go check out all the great sellers there!
The Twelve Days of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Monday, November 13, 2006
Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas so I've begun looking for vintage Christmas ornaments and such that are cute, but kitschy enough to fit my warped sense of humor.
Rudolph and his evil brother Bob over there really fit the bill.
Satanic reindeer with red glowing eyes?
ohhhhh, double check......
I love the picture.
Rudolph: "Dude I told you stay away from me."
Evil Bob: "Come over to the darkside brother. Serve my master for all eternity....we have t-shirts and mugs, a 401K and an HMO."
Well, even if you DON'T think Bob looks like one of Satan's reindeer minions you have to admit the pair is cute, cute, cute. If you feel like I do about 50's Christmas then you need to head over to A Vintage Holiday on Mainstreet Online Mall to pick up this pair and more wonderful vintage Christmas items offered by the seller Fairylilly*.
*a name I just love
Friday, November 10, 2006
Gentle readers you know of my love of 40's style, but I
really love anything old, beautiful and with just a bit of
over the top Nora Desmond type decadence.
This 20's metallic, fur trimmed jacket from
The Purse Diva over on Mainstreet Vintage
really fits the bill.
This coat is just spectacular. Colors are truly wonderful
- super rich - black, rust, and gold. Metallic floral, somewhat
Asian feel to the design. Giant glamorous black fox fur cuffs
and collar accent the overall design.
Evening martinis, cool jazz, bias cut gowns.....
Of course one really needs to have an amazing sense of style
to carry off a jacket like this. If you are a reader of this blog I
know you have that in spades.