Day 148 | Monday
Here’s what the blurb at the national seashore said: “Can you believe the building in front of you is the one in this photo? It has had many lives. Built as a Life-Saving station in 1888 it was absorbed into the newly created US Coast Guard in 1915. The next year the Coast Guard moved it 70 feet to make room for a new station. From 1919 through World War II it served as a barracks for naval radio navigation operators. Finally, in 1957 it was sold as surplus and moved here, where it became a residence. After years of service as a lifesaving station it seems only fitting that the building’s life has been saved too, preserved as part of the national seashore.” (Thanks Amy for taking some of these photos too).
When I was away for Memorial Day we visited an old town on an island near Cape Lookout. Years ago it was evacuated due to Hurricanes. The only problem with making the residence leave, and later move was that their hundred year lease was not up yet.
Day 149 | A Tuesday
In rummaging boxes for paperwork about my life (ah, bank companies) my dad found my kindergarten report card. It seems my love of reading started at an early age.
Day 150 | A Wednesday
Sars got me a cat lady shirt on impulse. The only way to wear a cat lady shirt is to hair it up with cat mane, thus, this happened.
Day 151 | A Thursday
Yep, I’m one of the 1% that is actually creating something off of pinterest. I’m also planning my wedding, my floral arrangements, tomorrow’s outfit and breakfast, my future bathroom design, and how to do a “summer bun.”
Earlier this week, I had to teach my teens what “it’s” meant, rather than “its.” I also had to teach them how to spot a fragment and a run-on. It was two hours of one-on-one tutoring using a 2009 EOC test.
I’m angry with my teens for being rowdy and not paying attention in class. I’m angry with those stupid grammar workbooks that teach students NOTHING. (I know because I had to use a few throughout high school and then teach myself grammar basics in college just to be able to write a functioning paper). And, I’m angry with educators who haven’t engrained the differences between there, their, and they’re to these students. (Please ignore my use of “and” as a sentence starter, I like to write like I speak).
One of my teens writes poetry in his free time; he loves English. Why does he have an F?
Day 152 | A Friday
We went to the new wing of the NC Museum of Natural Science and it was probably the coolest (and I use that word lightly because it makes me want to put my thumb in the air and yell, “rad!”) museum I’ve ever been in. I saw an actual dinosaur bone, and an actual chip of Mars. We studied enlarged germs while Jack asked what they all did (most of them ate things…).
Magnifying the tubes of sludge.
These are glowfish. Scientists took the glow gene from certain corals, and certain jellyfish and injected it into these tiny finned creatures. If anyone ever asks you what the US has given the world, announce with pride, “THE GLOWFISH.”
Day 153 | A Saturday
My cat with half-kangaroo feet.
Day 154 | A Sunday
I bought a new mirror at the flea market yesterday. This doesn’t show it off at all, but rather my evil queen face. I saw Snow White and the Huntsman yesterday and you should see it. Every girl can relate to an evil queen who has been “ruined by men.” Are we all not unhinged at one point?