Four Truths

I found a printout on my desk that listed these “Four Truths.”

  1. We can’t finish what we don’t start.
  2. The only way to the end is through.
  3. It’s important to celebrate our accomplishments.
  4. We must forgive ourselves for that which we have simply not done yet.

My thanks to the originator, though I do not know who it is.

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Snow Day

  • It’s snowing today. Yay!
  • On the weather page of one of the local TV stations, I saw a great typo: “A few altercations to our storm forecast. . .”
  • Normally I’d have my music lesson this afternoon, but I rescheduled for Thursday. I was also supposed to go in for a mammogram today, and I rescheduled that as well. Unfortunately, today’s appointment was already a rescheduled one. Because booking is so far in advance, my new date is in June, which is a long wait. I’m not really worried about my health, just annoyed that I’m not getting my money’s worth from my health insurance.
  • The kids got the day off from school. It was announced yesterday, so we didn’t even have to get up early this morning to check our messages. I slept in, and it was so nice!
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Stories About the Kids

Kids are constantly growing, constantly changing. That means you can’t keep a post called “Stories About the Kids” in your drafts folder for a long time and expect that it will continue to be relevant. With that thought in mind, here’s a post called “Stories About the Kids” that’s been sitting in my drafts folder for a long time.

  • Livia graduated 5th grade and is now officially a middle-schooler. (Editor’s note: Livia is now in 7th grade, so that element of shock is over.)
  • Marshall turned 13. OMG. (Editor’s note: Marshall will turn 15 in June, at which time we will reach a whole new level of OMGishness. Livia’s the one who’s 13 now. Whoa!)
  • Since Marshall’s annual checkup, at which the doctor told him how important it was to get physical activity, he has gone outside and ridden his bike nearly every day. (Editor’s note; Regretfully, this did not last. I can’t remember the last time he rode his bike.)
  • I think it was during RICAS (Rhode Island’s version of standardized testing) that Livia was given some word seeks to do. After finding the words she was supposed to find, she then made lists of all the words that she wasn’t supposed to find. She also made a diagram showing all the ways to break the word PAINT down into shorter and shorter words (such as PAINT, PANT, PAN, AN, A). Wow, she could get a job working with me! (Editor’s note: This story is still apt. She’s very much a word-person, and I swear she could put some of my coworkers to shame.)
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Conversations With Livia

  • I sometimes keep a box of instant oatmeal in my office. I like instant oatmeal for those days when I’m feeling lazy. Then I don’t have to go downstairs to get breakfast. I can just make the oatmeal in my coffee mug using hot water from my electric kettle. But the thing about oatmeal is that I can’t stand it when it’s thick and dry. Blech! So I deliberately make it extra watery. Livia thinks that’s appalling, and when she came into my office to grab a couple of packets of the oatmeal for breakfast the other day, she joked, “I’m saving them from becoming mug soup.” Ha-ha.
  • Livia and I were talking one day when she suddenly stopped and wrote down something I’d said. It was “If you wait around for the perfect idea, you’ll never get anything done.” There’s truth in that, and though I’m not the first person to have said something along those lines, I was flattered to have been quoted. It makes me feel all wise-like, which is better than being all wise-guyish, which is more my usual thing.
  • There’s apparently a golden retriever that runs around the neighborhood unchained. I don’t like it when dogs run loose, but if you have to have a free-roaming dog, a golden retriever’s not a bad choice. From what I’ve seen and heard, they’re sweet dogs, friendly if not particularly intelligent. According to Livia, this dog showed up at the end of the driveway yesterday while she was waiting for the bus, and when the bus arrived, the dog got on the bus, twice! Maybe it’s not the smartest dog, but at least it’s trying to get itself educated. ๐Ÿ˜‰
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Reading Report: Late January 2024

I just finished my fourth book for January 2024. It was The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss. I gave it a B grade.

I may raise or lower that grade later, depending on how the book sits with me. It probably deserves worse, to be honest, but I’m trying not to be too vengeful in my grading. You see, it’s a 662-page book in which almost nothing happens. It leaves numerous questions unanswered and is clearly nothing but a set-up for a series. That kind of book always leaves me feeling not only disappointed but also manipulated.

You’d think you’d get more from a book blurbed by Ursula K. Le Guin, Terry Brooks, and Orson Scott Card! I bought the book on impulse, while at a bookstore, after having had it recommended to me repeatedly. So I paid full price, and that doesn’t help with my feelings of having been manipulated.

Is it a bad book? No. Does it have problems? Yes, it does. Am I going to go into them? Not really. I’m just going to give a brief description of the story. It’s a fantasy novel about a man named Kvothe who is famous in his world, but he’s currently living incognito as an innkeeper in an out-of-the-way town. He is tracked down by someone called the Chronicler to whom he agrees to tell his life’s story.

After reading all 662 pages, I still don’t know why the character is famous, or why he’s hiding out, or much about his world except that it has Gypsy wannabes, dragon wannabes, fairy wannabes, and some form of magic. The text is perfectly readable, good at times, but it leaves just too many questions unanswered.

I ordered the second book of the series from the library. At the time I requested the book, I thought I’d probably read it, because I wanted to at least know why I’d bothered with the first one. But, according to Wikipedia, the two books are part of an intended trilogy, and the third book hasn’t been published yet, even though the second book came out in 2011. And after reading the Patrick Rothfuss page at Wikipedia, I’m not so sure I should even bother with the second book. Shame on all the Rothfuss fans who keep recommending the unfinished series even though the author keeps leaving them hanging!

Just goes to show, you listen to other people’s book recommendations at your own peril.

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Lessons and Concerts

  • Last year my music composition lessons hadn’t been going well, and I was thinking of quitting, but then my teacher gave me an unusual lesson. He played a Schubert piece for me, talking about the various chord changes and other musical manipulations that Schubert had used. To be perfectly honest, much of that analysis went over my head, but it was a beautiful piece, and hearing it played on a real piano, right there in front of me, was in a strange way exactly what I needed. My piano is currently inaccessible, and I haven’t been able to play it properly in months. I’ve been composing on my keyboard and computer, which is making everything harder, and for some reason hearing a real piano played really well on a really beautiful piece sort of melted some metaphorical ice. My lessons, though still not everything I could wish for, have improved significantly since.
  • My music teacher gave a concert at the church for which he is the music director. My husband and I took the kids to it. The performance didn’t go perfectly. My teacher told me afterward that he’d been surprisingly nervous and that it was probably the least accurately he’d ever played, but that he felt it had gone over well anyway. As someone who plays piano and had some familiarity with the pieces, I knew he’d made some mistakes, especially in the first piece, but he got better as he went along, and by the time he hit the Chopin, he’d hit his stride. I can’t speak for anyone else, but I thought it was a great concert. Marshall said he enjoyed the whole thing. My husband was particularly wowed by the Chopin, and he said, “Why don’t you play that one?” He was only kidding. He knew the reason I don’t play it. The piece is too difficult for me. Once upon a time that would have made me sad, but I’ve accepted that I’m never going to be able to play at that level. I focus on playing easier pieces well and on composing pieces that suit my abilities exactly.
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Bugged

There is a bug in my office. Not the spying kind. Nobody’s listening to me (that I know of) and damned if they wouldn’t be bored if they were.

No, I literally mean the insectoid kind. It buzzes around every once in a while. I’ve been aware of it for days. Even so, it scared the bejesus out of me yesterday, sitting on a stack of papers, being all buggy in an unexpected place. I went “Eek!” and then made it scoot.

What kind of bug is it? It’s a shield bug, or assassin bug, or stink bug, or western conifer seedbug–one of those sorts of things. It’s totally harmless, just attempting to overwinter in my home, for which I don’t blame it.

What should I do about it? If I kill it, it’ll die. If I put it outside, it’ll probably die. If I leave it alone, it’ll still probably die (from lack of water), but at least then it wouldn’t be my fault. So I’m inclined to leave it alone.

Tonight it is particularly active, flying all over the place, and I’m kind of enjoying the buzziness. But if lands in my beverage, it’s done. I have limits, yo. Otherwise, I’ll let it continue “bugging” my office until it disappears, one way or the other.

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Loving the Dream

My husband found out last year that as the child of Portuguese citizens he is entitled to Portuguese citizenship himself. He’s looking into it. If he did get Portuguese citizenship, then the kids and I could get it, too, and then we could find ourselves a nice little home base in Portugal and use it as a launching pad for trips all over Europe. Wouldn’t that be great? I’m not holding my breath, mind you, but I am loving the dream.

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Random Thoughts from Last Year

  • At my last eye appointment, the doctor said that my eyes had gotten better. This was hard for me to believe, because my vision had gotten noticeably worse. Having thought about it since, I think I understand the seeming discrepancy. Her way of measuring “better” is in terms of how far apart the layers of the retina are, and apparently mine had gotten closer, so yay for that. That will help prevent future vision loss, but it says nothing about what might have happened to my vision while the layers were farther apart. I was certain that I’d lost some visual acuity, so I scheduled an appointment with an optometrist, hoping that new glasses might help. The optometrist verified that my vision has gotten worse, though it’s still good enough for driving, thankfully. However, glasses can’t fix it. ๐Ÿ™
  • I told my husband that if we ever win a jackpot of $1,000,000 or more, I will tell a certain someone at work where to stick it. I’m so confrontation-averse that it would be difficult, but if I had a million bucks in my pocket, I think I could manage. The word “dumb-ass” would definitely have to be involved.
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A Great Series

Two of the books of Lloyd Alexander’s Chronicles of Prydain were on the Top 100 Children’s Books. If I’d had any say in the list, I’d have included the entire series as a single item (ditto the Harry Potter and Ramona books). But, I am glad that having #2 and #5 on the list inspired me to read the entire series, because all of the books were good.

What I admire most about these books is that they never dawdle. The characters move from scene to scene so fast that you’d think the story would feel rushed, or that the settings and characters would seem poorly described, but that never happens. Readers are never given any more or any less than exactly what they need, and the pacing is consequently perfect.

  • The Book of Three, A-: This first book of the series introduces the main characters, which include the assistant pig-keeper Taran, the oracular pig Hen Wen, Princess Eilonwy, the bard Fflewddur Fflam, the beastly-but-good Gurgi, Prince Gwydion, and the dwarf Doli, as well as the evil that they must fight: the Horned King and his master, the sorcerer Arawn. I struggled to get into this book at first (I mean, an oracular pig?), but my persistence paid off in the end, especially since the following three books are even better.
  • The Black Cauldron, A: In this second book, the characters attempt to find and destroy the black cauldron, in order to keep it from Arawn, who uses its magic to create armies of undead warriors. The cauldron is neither easily acquired nor easily destroyed, and the companions will face a difficult journey that will require many a sacrifice. The Disney adaptation of this book takes more than a few liberties with the story, but it’s entertaining in its own right.
  • The Castle of Llyr, A: Eilonwy goes to another kingdom to learn how to be a proper princess, but is kidnapped. Her friends race to the rescue.
  • Taran Wanderer, A: This was my favorite of the series. Taran seeks to find out who his parents are, traveling from place to place, learning new trades, making new friends, and growing up along the way.
  • The High King, A-: The High King is a wonderful end to the series in that it brings back all of the characters from the previous four books so that they can fight their last battle against evil. The book’s ending is bittersweet, though. Not all of their stories ended happily, and even for the main characters the ending was not as bright as I might have wished. While probably my least favorite of the five, it’s still worth reading (unlike certain other series-ending books I can think of!).

I kept all five books. If I should be so lucky as to have enough time, I will read them again someday.

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