Tuesday, June 27, 2006


Hot damn, what a couple days.

Sunday was lovely, we took Teacee to the beach (pics will come when I finish the role, so sometime between now and Christmas, I assume). It was beautiful, and much cooler than town, and a good way to spend a quiet day before all hell broke loose, which it has.

I have started the courses for the education program. They have taken a bunch of 11 week courses, and scrunched them into 4 weeks, and then told us to take them all at the same time.

Because they love us.

Well, last Friday we had Orientation, and those of us who are interested in endorsements for teaching two areas - which I am... Social Studies and Japanese - were told to wait until said orientation to learn what to do. 3 days before classes started. They only told us about it Friday, because in past years it "has been a problem" to wait and figure it out once classes start. Aren't they thoughtful!

So they told us that we would have to take a couple extra courses. OK, fine, that's what I expected. Problem being, all the flipping courses are taught at the same 2 flipping times. Yep, that's right folks! They couldn't space them out by even one freaking hour!!!!

Since the class requirements are so specific, they set all of us up into groups and we were told EXACTLY which courses to take at which times. But then Friday, we were told that if we want any combo of Social Studies, Science, or Language endorsements, we would have to drop a required course, and take a methods course this summer (because they are both taught at the same time). And hope that we can fit the required course back in somewhere else, but they had NO FREAKING INFO about where or when that might be.

Because remember, they teach all the classes at the same times. So I can't just assume that the course I had to drop (Law in education) won't conflict with other requirements later.

And then today, the other shoe dropped. The course I had to add not only conflicts with Law, it also conflicts with Adolescent Studies. Seriously. And the department never freaking told us, we had to figure it out and tell them.

Oh, but it gets better. The second course conflicts with even more required stuff this fall, so I have to add another course on now to open up a slot next term. That's right folks, it slices, dices and cleans the cat box!

So when I went to add this other course this afternoon (which I had only found out about myself, about 20 minutes before the class was supposed to start, because of 3 other students in the same situation), I couldn't add it, as I am now over my 16 credit limit. Because in order to finish my Poli Sci thesis this term, I also have to carry 3 PS credits. And the school of Ed thinks that 16 is all we should be allowed to take at once.

And normally I would agree, but dammit if they haven't figured this shit out in however many years they have been running this program, then they are just going to have to make a freaking exception for some of us. I think the part that is making my eyes roll uncontrollably, is that this has apparently happened every. damn. year. And they couldn't even tell us what classes to switch to - we had to figure all the administrative bs out (on top of the 6 hours of reading and 4 classes I had yesterday) then let the admini-freaking-strators know what is going on.

This program, here at the U of O, is top rated. And by that I mean top 5 in the country, top 3 in special ed. VERY respected. VERY competitive admissions. I shudder to consider what students in less well-funded programs must go through.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Sicky Icky

I am a freaking snot factory this week. I have gone through 2 regular boxes, and 5 minipacks of tissues - Mr. Duck had to bring home 3 jumbo boxes of tissues yesterday. Eeeeew. I had to go get fingerprinted at the Sherrif's office today (for background checks for teachers. I didn't realize it would be required, but it's a really good idea), and had to tote along a pack of tissues, and a jar of vasaline, with which to sooth my red, cracked, painful nose. Very summery and attractive, I'm sure.

And this isn't alergies, at least not mostly. It's full blown cold. I can't lay down without coughing to death, and so have spent the last few nights sleeping propped up on the couch. So my neck is all achy too. Feel sorry for me yet?

These ought to help. Mr. Duck felt bad I am so sick, and brought home feel better/ happy 1st day of summer flowers yesterday! We started dating 12 years ago today - I cannot believe it has been that long! Kinda makes me feel old. My nose was too plugged to smell them last night, but this afternoon they must be really putting on the olfactory fireworks, because even I can smell them, and they are lovely.

Like my shadowbox, too? S gave me a lovely fan at our farewell dinner, with a poem by Ono no Komachi , of which my favorite translation (by Dr. Helen Craig McCullough) is:

Alas! The cherry blossoms
Have flowered in vain and faded
During these long rains,
Interminable as my own
Melancholy reveries.

The fan on the bottom was given to me by Teacee, and has a lovely purple floral pattern, done on cloth rather than simple paper. Both very beautiful, so I thought I would try to create a little display for them. Not too shabby for my first try, but the composition isn't quite right. If I can figure it out, I might rearrange it a bit.

Also, stop for a moment and look at the vase for the roses. Mr. Duck didn't get a vase for them, so he had to find one at home. The actual vases I have are all small, so they wouldn't do, and the glass pitcher I have was too big, leaving them splayed out, so he put the bouquet in a big plastic UO football cup, put that into the pitcher for stability, and filled with water - voila! I'm pretty impressed at the ingenuity myself, I would never have thought of it.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

This is just a photo of the Taiwan float from the Rose Festival a few years ago. I'm just figuring out the various functions over here, so bear with me!
This is my first post here, as I was having issues with my old blog (http://aduck.diaryland.com)...