tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351032842024-03-14T04:55:26.567-05:00AND The Kitchen Sink!Welcome to the meanderings of our unschooling journey, my tangents & musings and life in general.Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-73027738244466655302017-08-17T12:40:00.001-05:002017-08-18T13:12:35.849-05:00Explanation: Our Current Issues/Problems (house) - [Personal]
Really, this isn't a "usual" blog post. It is more along the lines of: this is a place I have that's fairly convenient to direct people to if they want more information on our house situation. If you didn't get directed her, likely you're not interested. :) Feel free to move on or back or stick around - whatever suits you.
Trigger Warning: dark subject matter, depressing, potentially may comeDehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-12220888694830345052016-06-28T16:09:00.001-05:002016-06-28T16:12:18.814-05:00Socializing. Something that comes up in all types of homeschooling. This one was asked in a large, international, radical/whole-life unschooling group:
Q. (my partner) thinks my kids are suffering socially.... ...My partner seems to think they need to socialize with friends a few hours every DAY.
What does this look like in your family?
A. My kids go through phases. Sometimes they really want Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-40129093459516354012016-06-28T13:04:00.001-05:002016-06-28T13:06:03.444-05:00Bits & Pieces - What is UnschoolingThis was asked on a broad-local homeschool group. Answering this in a general, homeschooler-curious way is always difficult (for me, anyhow). There are so many nuances and intricacies that a Facebook Group-length answer just can't do it justice...
Q. Can someone please explain to me what unschooling is? Do you follow any structured curriculum?
A. Well, it's kind of hard to explain in a Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-76602023696412568532016-06-28T11:47:00.004-05:002016-06-28T11:50:28.372-05:00Bits & PiecesBits & PiecesNew thing I'm adding into the blog: bits I've written as I run across them again.Maybe at some point, I'll compile them into a cohesive unit, maybe not. But at least I'll be able to find a good portion of them. Look for them under these labels: Bits & Pieces, quotes, ideas, solutions (and maybe others).Feel free to comment, if you like, and you're welcome to share, as long asDehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-63594337831252129592016-04-01T09:14:00.003-05:002016-04-01T11:48:07.081-05:00Milestone, Signpost, Whatever
I'm not big on ages; never
have been. It was clear from a young age that they didn't really mean much...
People thought I was older when I was younger - probably because of my height.
Ever since my early 20s, people have thought I was younger than I actually am.
I had 2 ages I was interested in reaching: 16 to drive (until it became clear I
wasn't allowed to get my licence until I was an adult Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-84607091304842005882016-01-13T06:39:00.002-05:002016-01-13T06:43:03.070-05:00David Bowie ~ The quiet, subtle interweaving into our Self.... David Bowie ~ January 8, 1947 - January 10, 2016I wasn't a "Fan". At least, not in the sense I think of the word: someone who follows the career closely, gathering what creative works by the artist that they can, has much knowledge of trivia and career and personal life facts, one who gets that special, glowing look in their eye when they talk about their favorite artist.No, I wasn't a Fan, Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-47266733566614143842015-07-23T13:41:00.000-05:002015-07-23T13:43:49.248-05:00TestNothing to do with my usual posts. Just checking how the google image search upload/view works. Here's the image I'd like to see on Google images:
Although, I can't figure out how to make it searchable and public... Hmmm....
Well, let's try plopping it in here in a different size...
Royal Story Winks
Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-9927652965375801602014-04-21T22:44:00.003-05:002014-04-24T16:39:28.425-05:00Sharing the Imperfect Moments
"Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new." ~ Albert Einstein
I guest blogged for Flo Gascon, today, and it was a tough post to write. It is about one of my worst parenting difficulties (and one that I was concerned about avoiding almost all my life). To think of it (even though it is in the past) makes me regretful, ashamed and horrified, as I told Flo, "...that I sawDehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-8054687633669191642013-03-03T23:55:00.000-05:002013-03-04T04:50:18.064-05:00Time and Again
Time. Really, basically,
it is just an idea, not something tangible… Yet how powerful it is! Like the
wind or fire, it can be soothing, destructive, beneficial, distressing… It has a
definition known to all and is yet an enigma. Maybe all this is why time is so fundamental,
so significant in our society. Maybe our very mortality is the cause for the constant
discussion and perusal, Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-49648786999355376352013-02-15T04:51:00.001-05:002013-02-15T05:01:28.003-05:00“Friends” - Catching Up on the Past Half Year - Part 3
I am going to go a little outside my usual post “flavor” to
address some things that have really been bothering me the past few months.
I’ll preface all the entries with this disclaimer & that way it will be
easy to differentiate for those who would rather not read negative things.
Seriously, this post/entry has nothing to do with unschooling: it is part of a
hashing-out on my part, a Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-81147061383731999272013-01-31T00:37:00.000-05:002013-02-15T04:54:05.526-05:00“Friends” - Catching Up on the Past Half Year - Part 2
I am going to go a little outside my usual post “flavor” to
address some things that have really been bothering me the past few months.
I’ll preface all the entries with this disclaimer & that way it will be
easy to differentiate for those who would rather not read negative things.
Seriously, this post/entry has nothing to do with unschooling: it is part of a
hashing-out on my part, a Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-50802271956284081462013-01-15T03:00:00.000-05:002013-02-15T04:38:23.938-05:00“Friends” - Catching Up on the Past Half Year - Part I
I am going to go a
little outside my usual post “flavor” to address some things that have really
been bothering me the past few months. I’ll preface all the entries with this
disclaimer & that way it will be easy to differentiate for those who would
rather not read negative things. Seriously, this post/entry has nothing to do
with unschooling: it is part of a hashing-out on my part, a Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-7935521579188635092012-09-19T12:30:00.000-05:002012-09-19T12:32:08.880-05:00Our ZacharyWarning: sad stuff contained herein. I don't usually write sad stuff, so I wanted to warn those who don't do sad, are not in the place today for sad or are strongly moved by sad things. Today might not be a good day to read, here.Zachary was our cat who died, today, in the wee hours of the morning after a brief illness. Like most others who have loss, I want to talk about it and him and I figuredDehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-53247738308857137932011-08-15T02:09:00.003-05:002011-08-25T07:55:23.474-05:00Who knew?I wanted to be a mommy from early on. There were many loves and desires wrapped up in that goal, but I always knew I'd be one. I spend more time planning my parenting skills and daydreaming about how I'd handle certain situations and what I'd name my kids and how many were enough than I spent planning careers - and there were *many* different hats I tried on in the career department!
It is so Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-30472928979170245012011-07-29T01:45:00.008-05:002011-07-29T03:07:25.329-05:00MilestonesI started discussing this on Facebook, then realized my kids both have accounts and could possibly run across what I was writing... ! If they know about my blog, they don't know how to get to it. I think.Storm's tooth has been loose for a few weeks, now. We've been keeping an eye on it. Not very loose, but last week, it got a bit wigglier. Tuesday night, after his teeth were brushed, we noticed aDehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-12566587793375935322011-07-19T00:11:00.002-05:002011-07-19T00:49:04.275-05:00ListeningFunny how ideas about parenting change after becoming a parent. I thought I would be teaching my children to listen to me... funny. Turns out, one of the most important things I could learn as a parent was how to listen. Sometimes, I still have occasions where I struggle to shut my mouth and listen, but I am always better off when I do.I am naturally an impulsive person. I struggled long and hardDehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-73511456356660964442010-07-27T17:14:00.004-05:002010-07-27T18:16:03.932-05:00I'm THAT mom...I am *loving* this impromptu blog carnival! Fun stuff - thanks, Ronnie!I am that mom that gets the looks at the playgrounds & playplaces from other moms.I am that mom who always seems to be smiling in the midst of mayhem and ruckus while other moms with leery looks guide their children wide around our "circle of influence".I am that mom that sits in the restaurant making funny faces with her Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-51918591618325827122010-07-17T00:43:00.009-05:002010-07-17T03:05:03.141-05:00A Reading Storm"The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he does, leaving others to decide whether he is working or playing. To him he's always doing both." — James A.Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-55780017118498756792010-04-14T18:56:00.016-05:002010-04-15T03:02:58.181-05:00Ghosts of the FutureTime is free, but it's priceless. You can't own it, but you can use it. You can't keep it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it you can never get it back. - unknown Birthdays aren't a big deal to me, then again, they are. My own ceased to be much of an exciting thing after I hit 21... Ageism bugs me and I don't hang out with folks (or don't) because of their age, getting older isn't Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-70420661627143344632010-02-01T14:48:00.001-05:002010-02-01T14:49:19.470-05:00Sorry, Folks!While I figure out if I'm moving my blog or continuing here, I'm setting my comments to "approve" setting, since I am getting a hella lot of spammers here. Sorry about that! Hopefully, they'll go away and I can go back to business as usual soon.Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-81490365370730008462009-06-26T00:03:00.003-05:002009-06-26T01:04:39.994-05:00Let the Healing Start?To be nobody but myself -- in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else -- means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting. -E.E. Cummings, Poet (1894-1962)It's good that tears can't be seen in the dark. It's also good that tired children aren't as perceptive in the dark when they're sleepy and thinking of other things...Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-72869688873656183732009-06-07T00:23:00.017-05:002010-09-21T01:35:21.991-05:00Unschooling Math!To be nobody but myself -- in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else -- means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting. -E.E. Cummings, poet (1904-1962)...Have I mentioned I love Unschooling? Some days just are such an example, I kind of wish I had someone I needed to convince, since I now have "proof"..The boys and IDehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-691443518078926572009-05-10T12:01:00.002-05:002009-05-10T12:15:42.936-05:00Little things...Storm has been asking to do things this week-where has he gotten the idea? I'm not sure. He asked to get me flowers for Mother's Day when we were at Mustard Seed. He asked to buy me a card when we were at Target-but not with me. Which makes it tough when Dave's out of town.I got a fistful of dandelions a few days ago. :~) Bright, sunny, yellow, fuzzy circles of happiness, plus a couple other "Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-25965636756020646402009-05-08T23:43:00.004-05:002009-05-09T12:17:35.001-05:00Soapbox mini-rantAs if the title weren't enough... I have been feeling the need to blow off some steam, don't have much venue where I can do that with this and this is *my* space, so I'm going to get up on my li'l ol' soapbox and have my say.The events of this week have really clarified *why* Unschoolers feel (justly or unjustly) treated with intolerance in eclectic/diverse homeschooling groups. Well, not the Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35103284.post-79752628354526960042009-04-13T17:46:00.003-05:002010-04-15T02:10:12.610-05:00Perspective "Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever" ~Gandhi Incredible the way it affects your being when "one of your own" dies. Especially when it is sudden. Even moreso when they were 12 years younger than yourself.Today, I heard through the grapevine (amazing how small the world is, really...) that Neal died. Incredible shock was my first reaction. Disbelief was my Dehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04152346936760618995noreply@blogger.com0