Right, so, Wednesday was also a good teaching day, but I got so distracted by the donuts that I didn’t talk about it.
First, we did an awesome self-annotation assignment that I stole from KO. My students were thoroughly engaged. The reflection question was “If you had 48 hours, what would would you change about your draft?” and they all answered, “I would fix it.”
A couple of students tweeted that it helped them a lot (although one said it reminded her of her high school class that she hated–sigh, you can’t win them all), so I am calling that a success.
Today, I found myself thinking about the random things I share with my students and what prompts the sharing. We’re on week five of the semester, so getting to know each other better. The attendance rate in two of my classes is horrible (seriously, so bad), but that means there are a handful of students who show up consistently and so we have the intimacy of a smaller class even if the roster is pretty full.
It was raining today, so I told my first class all about my one sock that kept falling down and that rain kept getting in my (ankle-high) boots.
Oh! So, one student recorded my lecture from Tuesday, which I didn’t know. (His accommodation allows him to, but I told him to still let me know in the future because [a] it’s creepy that I didn’t know and [b] I need to know if I’m being filmed so I can make sure I don’t say anything that could get me in trouble.) We had this exchange as a result.
I got home from work today, ate dinner, and then took a nap. I’ve learned over time that setting my alarm for a half-hour or less definitely means I’ll sleep way over the time I planned. Therefore, I set my alarm for an hour and a half because, usually, when I do that, I wake up after about a half-hour or so.
Sometimes I just don’t know what to do with myself at night, so I just go to bed. I think tonight is one of those nights. I did a lot today, so I’m going to post my to-do list of items completed, but I’m sure I’m going to leave some stuff off.
I just got back from seeing A Wrinkle in Time, which I enjoyed very much. Or as Mrs. Who would say:
Daaaaaang. — Tyler, American
Before I get into my mini-review and to keep this slice of life-y, I had an adventure at the kiosk when I got to the movies. First, the one machine’s touchscreen was all wonky and I could tap some things but not others. Then, the next two machines were out of printer paper. Plus, when I swiped my MoviePass, it didn’t work. After I had finally given up and gotten into the regular line, I remembered that I hadn’t checked into the theater, and that’s why my pass wasn’t working. So I checked in, went to a working kiosk, and finally got my tickets and right on time for the show.
(I normally would go through the regular line because I do not believe in self check-outs. However, since I hadn’t been to that theater with my MoviePass before, I wanted to swipe it on my own first to see what would happen. This is just who I am.)
Okay, so I got my car in January, which means I have officially been driving the mean streets of LA for two solid months, so clearly I have opinions.
Driving in LA is terrible, btw. I mean, yeah, sure, traffic but that’s not even the worst of it (it might be the worst of it–I don’t have to commute to work), but I have some ideas why the traffic is so bad, and it’s not just the volume of people/cars on the roads.
We were provided with a box lunch today at work. When I bit into my turkey sandwich (bread removed, of course), I stood up and frantically kind of walked in circles before spitting the bite out into the box.
There was MAYONNAISE ON MY SANDWICH. I horfed. And then felt bad for not spitting into a napkin, but I couldn’t find one and I needed that nastiness out of my mouth right away.
I really tried to be an adult about it is what I’m saying.
Okay, in an effort to get back on my slice of life blogging schedule (and to procrastinate from grading), I am going to talk about my grocery shopping trip on Monday.
Regular readers will know that I’m on an elimination diet to figure out the cause of my stomach issues. Part of my overall crabbiness and meh days has also been linked to my diet–mostly because I have had to pretty much overhaul the entire thing, and every single food I usually eat (including most fruits and vegetables) is on the no-no list. So it has been a big adjustment.
Right, so, the other day I almost had a meltdown because I wanted toast and the grocery store I usually go to never has the bread on my yes list in stock. On Monday, I decided to be proactive instead of reactive and to look up the bread online because I know that most of those specialty foods/products have a “where to buy” link on their website. My hunch was right, so I discovered that the bigger Target had the bread in stock. So off to Target I went.