The Simple Woman’s Daybook: February 18, 2018

For Today… February 18, 2018

Simple Woman's Daybook

Looking out my window… dark. It was snowing here this morning and then was nice and sunny (though still quite chilly in the afternoon).

I am thinking… about an email I just wrote to my attorney.

I am thankful… for the witness of the survivors of the shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School and their commitment to making the shooting at their high school the last one.

One of my favorite things… the Great Litany. We sang it this morning as it is the First Sunday in Lent.

I am wearing… jammies. Church clothes were my new black cardigan, black skirt, my blue-green fitted tee, black tights, and black flats. After church, I tossed on my charcoal long-sleeved shirt and jeans.

I am creating… electronic deposit slips for Payroll.

I am listening to… the Great Litany on YouTube.

I am hoping… to get both Access and Payroll completed tomorrow.

I am learning… relationship structure in databases.

In my kitchen… my dad made steak tonight.

In the school room… I caught the school district’s mistake in putting in a wrong date which would have made next year’s IEP the triennial one instead of this year’s. My “reward” is a meeting with the school psych on Tuesday to get the papers signed for testing. Oh freaking joy!

Post Script… March for Our Lives, a march on Washington to get Congress to take gun control legislation seriously.

Shared Quote… “Every single person up here today, all these people should be home grieving. But instead we are up here standing together because if all our government and President can do is send thoughts and prayers, then it’s time for victims to be the change that we need to see.” — Emma Gonzalez, student at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School (Full remarks are here.)

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7 Quick Takes: Insane School Stuff Edition

7 Quick Takes

— 1 —

Parkland, Florida school shooting. The school shooting yesterday was #18 this year.

18.

That’s roughly one every other day.

So tell me how we don’t need appropriate gun control. (Not banning firearms. GUN CONTROL..) I effing dare you.

— 2 —

Lent. My Lenten discipline was going to be Morning Prayer every day, but it will end up being one of the Daily Offices daily because it’s been that kind of week. I think I cumulatively spent 20 hours on my Payroll Project #1 between last Saturday night and Monday when I figured out how things had gotten so screwed up. (My instructor calculated everything one way and then gave us instructions to do the opposite. Then on Monday, she was sick so she didn’t have office hours… and we had to take a quiz on the bloody thing that night. Let’s just say that my spreadsheet and email telling her that she was wrong got forwarded around almost the entire class and I had to talk a couple people off the figurative ledge.) The Payroll issue meant that my Excel final got put on the back burner because it wasn’t due until Tuesday night, and I had one thing on it that kept stymying me so much that I had to just forfeit that point and submit it. (It turns out that I was doing it right, but misinterpreted something. My instructor laughed at me when I told her about it because it was 1 flipping point out of a possible 110.) Excel being turned in on Tuesday meant that Access didn’t get started until yesterday and submitted tonight 3 hours ahead of the deadline. (I try to be at least 24 hours ahead in case something happens.)

So yeah… one of the Daily Offices every day. Yesterday, it was Compline and it will probably be Compline again tonight because I have some legal paperwork to do as well. Ay-yi-yi!

At least my Payroll Project #2 balanced last night!

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Ash Wednesday. Because we share facilities and our priest with the Spanish-speaking congregation, the two congregations worship together on occasions like Ash Wednesday. We had bilingual Ash Wednesday worship last night and it was heavenly. The bulletin was English on the left and Spanish on the right, with Helen (our priest) switching off languages between paragraphs or readings or parts of the liturgy. My ashes got imposed with Spanish words while others had English spoken over them, and Helen preached in both languages. (I understood surprisingly much of the Spanish.)

— 4 —

Pretty choir music take #1. We’re doing this in a few weeks and the alto part is awesome.

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Pretty choir music take #2 We get to sing this again for Palm Sunday, and it is stuck in everyone’s head.

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Pretty choir music take #3

— 7 —

My current ear worm. Because you need it in your ear too!

For more Quick Takes, visit Kelly at This Ain’t The Lyceum.

On Love

I re-post this almost every year.

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
–1 Corinthians 13 (NIV)

The Simple Woman’s Daybook: February 12, 2018

For Today… February 12, 2018

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Looking out my window… dark. Temps were in the mid 40’s today and sunny.

I am thinking… about the Excel final I’m trying to finish by tomorrow night.

I am thankful… to FINALLY be done with the Payroll project that’s due in 2 hours. We got a bad check figure this week, leading the majority of us to be swearing and ripping our hair out this weekend.

One of my favorite things… my payroll balancing. 🙂

I am wearing… jammies. Clothes today were a blue-green long-sleeved shirt and jeans.

I am creating… Excel formulas. Woo.

I am listening to… Donovan’s music. I was watching the Olympics earlier and saw Chloe Kim decimate the competition in the Women’s Halfpipe. USA! USA!

I am hoping… I can get a lot of work done tomorrow in between classes. I have one Excel assessment left on the final and then I need to go through my work with the rubric and make sure I have everything correct.

I am learning… building table structures in Access.

In my kitchen… I’ve been surviving on Subway. It’s not great but it works for right now.

In the school room… Daniel is apparently being cuter than usual and his people are smitten with him. We also have a triennial IEP this year so I’m sure I’ll be given reports to send back to school in a few weeks.

Post Script… some printables for Valentine’s Day treats.

Shared Quote…

Take a walk today!

A moment from my day… My current earworm. (You’re welcome!)

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7 Quick Takes: Sticks with Spinning Plates Edition

7 Quick Takes

I told one of my instructors that I feel like I’m en pointe on one foot while holding sticks on which plates are spinning… and I’m trying to keep them from crashing. She laughed. Somehow, I’ve made it through my week.

— 1 —

Lenten devotional update. I’ve got the sucker compiled and edited. My priest suggested helpfully that we make this a “print your own devotional” deal because it would have cost far more to print a copy for everyone than we have in our budget at the moment. (Those who do not have Internet access will get a printed copy, but those are also our shut-ins.)

Now to just get the web version up! (It’s a lot of cut and paste.) If anyone wants the PDF, contact me.

— 2 —

Payroll project. We’re done with book work in my Payroll class so now we have a project for the rest of the quarter where we actually DO payroll. It’s a fictitious manufacturing company and the employees are all named after people from The Office. I’m looking forward to working on it this weekend.

— 3 —

Access is starting. We’re working on our Excel final projects right now so we started working on Access in class. The first chapter is database structure and building databases from scratch so I am pretty jazzed. Now to just power through my final projects for Excel so I can have some database fun.

— 4 —

Valentines for Ash Wednesday. Kelly decided to be helpful and come up with some Valentines for Ash Wednesday. I am TOTALLY printing them out and using them for Daniel’s class!

— 5 —

#TacoTrucksAtEveryMosque It’s totally a thing and I totally love it.

— 6 —

Special intention. If y’all could pray for a special intention, I would greatly appreciate it.

— 7 —

Recipe love. Some people came up with a collection of recipes for food to eat while watching the Olympics in South Korea. It looks AMAZING!

For more Quick Takes, visit Kelly at This Ain’t The Lyceum.

7 Quick Takes: Court Edition

7 Quick Takes

— 1 —

Travel. All of my flights went well other than my flight from Bellingham to Seattle being late on Monday and my flight to Bellingham on Tuesday involving horrible turbulence because of a weather system over the Whatcom County line. (I’m not a nervous flyer at all and even I was white-knuckling this one.) My hotel room was lovely and my rental car was great. I got to patronize the Qdoba in the Central Terminal off the C concourse both days even though I had a tight connection on Monday. (I was sitting next to the flight attendants for my San Jose flight who were deadheading from Bellingham. They told me I had time to grab food even though it was a tight connection and they’d make sure I got on my plane. They were right.)

— 2 —

Court. The only way I can put it was that it was brutal. The judge who was supposed to hear the case was elevated to the appellate court and we got a judge who had been on the bench for three days. It was really painful to have to sit there and listen to everything that was said about me. Nothing was conclusively decided and the case was continued to March. I had been made to fly down for this hearing, so I’m more than a little irritated at this.

— 3 —

Lenten devotional. I went straight from court to the airport on Tuesday and tried to channel my pain into editing reflections for my parish’s Lenten devotional booklet. I got quite a bit done and reading the reflections was a blessing to me.

— 4 —

My swearing. You know you might swear a little too much when you text your priest about how court went and she tells you to call her while also mentioning that she is looking forward to learning some new swear words. (She has a fouler mouth than I do so I didn’t teach her anything new.)

— 5 —

Daniel. I prepped like mad for this trip with regard to Daniel’s routine and care. My mom got an updated control journal for him and I did things like prep his lunches ahead of time and lay out his clothes so she could get him through the evening, morning, and afternoon I was gone without having to think too much. (I should add that my mom raised twins and backs me up 100% with Daniel’s care, so he was in the most capable hands with her. He also adores her which helps.) I was worried about him not sleeping but she got him to sleep just fine and handled his wake-up at 3 a.m. without a problem. She and my dad took him for “adventures” to Costco, Fred Meyer, and Haggen after school on Tuesday as well, which was fun for him. He was a happy kid while I was gone, but he was definitely relieved to see me.

— 6 —

State of the Uniom. (Yes, the misspelling is intentional. It was a typo on the tickets.) I haven’t watched it yet or read the transcripts. My life is depressing enough without reading about 45’s nonsense.

— 7 —

How I’m doing now. I’m worn out, not sleeping well, still feeling the sting of what Jon’s attorney said about me, and battling depression. Having to attend this hearing rebroke my heart, and the wound from having to file for divorce had the scab ripped off of it. I really want to crawl under the covers and curl up in a fetal position, but I don’t have that option. Instead, I’m dragging myself out of bed for class and doing what I need to do in order to parent Daniel because he needs a functional mama.

I don’t talk a lot about my divorce on here because it isn’t fair to Jon to have our dirty laundry aired, but know that it was not a decision I made lightly. Making it felt like I was being ripped in half.

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The 20-Week Abortion Ban

I was asked by a couple friends to weigh in on this because I’m one of those people who would qualify for a late-term abortion because of the pregnancy endangering my life.

My take is this: If faced with the decision, I will always decide to save myself first, but I will also argue for them to save the baby if at all possible.

The quote that most accurately reflects my experience is this one from former Surgeon General C. Everett Koop:

Protection of the life of the mother as an excuse for an abortion is a smoke screen. In my 36 years of pediatric surgery, I have never known of one instance where the child had to be aborted to save the mother’s life. If toward the end of the pregnancy complications arise that threaten the mother’s health, the doctor will induce labor or perform a Caesarean section. His intention is to save the life of both the mother and the baby. The baby’s life is never willfully destroyed because the mother’s life is in danger.

The argument for perinatal hospice has also come up on my Facebook wall and if faced with this decision, I would probably choose to carry my baby for as long as I could before it threatened my life. At that point, I would have them deliver the baby and do whatever I had to do in order to have as much time with my kid as possible.

Tommy Tighe of The Catholic Hipster went through this with his son Luke and he blogged about it.

This quote by C. Everett Koop describes my feeling on the whole issue:

The American ideal is not that we all agree with each other, or even like each other, every minute of the day. It is rather that we will respect each other’s rights, especially the right to be different, and that, at the end of the day, we will understand that we are one people, one country, and one community, and that our well-being is inextricably bound up with the well-being of each and every one of our fellow citizens.

The current pro-life view I see (which really irritates me) is that the mother must carry the child to term and then she’s on her own to raise it because doing otherwise would mean she is a leech on society. If we expect every mother to carry her child, we had better be putting things in place like WIC and early intervention and SSI to allow her to take care of her child once they are born. We need to do things to support the parents of kiddos who are premature and of kiddos who die at birth. To do otherwise is hypocritical.

I also wish people would realize that we’re not talking about an abstract issue. I am a human being as is every woman who faces this decision, so I wish people would stop the Monday morning quarterbacking and stop pretending they know exactly how things should play out. It is horrendously painful to listen to people discuss this who have never faced it and who never will.