Happy New Year! I wish you well, and hope that we may meet, or meet again.
Friday, December 30, 2011
The end of the year
When I first started this blog, I was almost 34. Now, I am almost 40. I will turn 40 three days after the Big Climb in March 2012. In my thirties, I had a child, learned to play guitar, and learned to sew. I read Carl Sagan's The Demon Haunted World and began to build my own "baloney-detection kit." I realized that I really, really liked my planet, and wanted to spend as much time on it as possible. My resolution for the new year: to do my part, and endeavor to do more to take care of our planet and its creatures.
Happy New Year! I wish you well, and hope that we may meet, or meet again.
Happy New Year! I wish you well, and hope that we may meet, or meet again.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
The Airing of the Grievances
Sometimes it's therapeutic to grizzle and groan, and MotherReader provides such an outlet with Happy Festivus: The Airing of the Grievances. Happy Grouchy Festivus!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
St. Lucia/ Saint Lucy Day
I wrote another post for the Natural Kids Team. This post is about Santa Lucia Day. In the post is a link to a gluten-free recipe for St. Lucia saffron buns, created by Nicole Hunn of Gluten Free on a Shoestring.
Saturday, December 03, 2011
St. Nicholas Party
I wrote a post for the Natural Kids Team about St. Nicholas Day, a festival that takes place on December 6: St. Nicholas Day Memories (with festive punch recipe)
What I didn't share in that post was my first attempt to have a St. Nicholas Day Eve party. In my first library system, we hired a featured storyteller for the event. In my naivete, I decided that it would be great if everyone shared a story. When I invited people, I asked them to prepare a 3-5 minute story or memory to share.
Instead, many people brought stories to read. Long stories. Plus, I had 25 guests. What had started out as a merry gathering turned into an excruciating example of the alternate definition of "captive audience." I should have had a little bell or timer. Better yet, I should have been the featured storyteller or asked someone else to fill the role. I may yet host another St. Nicholas Day party. You're invited, but remember: keep it short, keep it sweet, and know your audience. (I neglected to mention that one of the few oral stories was a hair-raising memory told by a friend of a friend in cheerful oblivion to the presence of children in the room.)
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Next year, I may sew a St. Nicholas or Father Christmas, but this year I made Santa Claus, joined by Mrs. Claus and a Noel Gnome. If you follow the link, you'll see a photo of Santa Claus hanging out with his good friend, King Winter.
Happy December!
What I didn't share in that post was my first attempt to have a St. Nicholas Day Eve party. In my first library system, we hired a featured storyteller for the event. In my naivete, I decided that it would be great if everyone shared a story. When I invited people, I asked them to prepare a 3-5 minute story or memory to share.
Instead, many people brought stories to read. Long stories. Plus, I had 25 guests. What had started out as a merry gathering turned into an excruciating example of the alternate definition of "captive audience." I should have had a little bell or timer. Better yet, I should have been the featured storyteller or asked someone else to fill the role. I may yet host another St. Nicholas Day party. You're invited, but remember: keep it short, keep it sweet, and know your audience. (I neglected to mention that one of the few oral stories was a hair-raising memory told by a friend of a friend in cheerful oblivion to the presence of children in the room.)
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| The Claus Family with trees by The Enchanted Cupboard |
Next year, I may sew a St. Nicholas or Father Christmas, but this year I made Santa Claus, joined by Mrs. Claus and a Noel Gnome. If you follow the link, you'll see a photo of Santa Claus hanging out with his good friend, King Winter.
Happy December!
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