Boy are my arms tired ...

This has been an amazingly busy few weeks and the immediate loss of my Nana in the past few days has made it even more pronounced an exhaustion. Now, before you start weeping and keening... Nana isn't dead and she hasn't moved out, she's just gone to her daughter's house for the month of December to visit with said daughter, her grandson and her brother. These were things I couldn't take her to do, but my mom could, soo.... That's right, it's just me and the dogs.

The lonliness of this senario is only magnified by the trip I took to Nashville for the whole week before Thanksgiving with Mom, Nana and a colleuge from work for the NCTE (National Council of Teachers of English) Annual Conference being held in the Gaylord Grand Old Oprey Hotel. What a ride! This place was huge and beautiful and delicious and expensive (which is why it was so nice that my principal paid for most of it...). I met authors, listened to other teachers and had all my suspicions confirmed as to the true evil of education, No Child Left Behind. Course as bad as I thought it was, these English teachers are mad and are not going to take it anymore. We actually had a seminar on Civil Disobedience and how we are now lobbying to fight the renewal of the bill. Oh My! Oh plus I got close to 150 books, mostly free!

So here I am now alone at home with (and talk about another anger issue) no internet! Can I formally announce my hatred of BellSouth? Turns out there are only a limited number of ports in my area for DSL. During an interuption of service that is not my fault(!) my spot got given to someone else and they don't have any more spots right now. So I am alone in my house, screaming!

I had this idea that I would enjoy the break and quiet.

I miss Nana... I miss her a lot.