Moving moving moving

Things are insane around here.

We're redoing the family room. Like, completely. It's.. a chore. We're packing up the entire room for moving. We're turning the walls into real walls. We're putting in new carpet that doesn't suck. It's.. so much stuff.

I'm eval'ing/testing for my green belt Wednesday evening. C is testing formally for her blue belt. I'm really proud of her.

Cleaning house

Literally. All of the baby-baby stuff is out of my garage. There's near a dozen bags and boxes of clothes and other stuff that's ready to go.

Picking up my feet

Yesterday I had teacher training at the dojo, then in the afternoon I went back early for a private lesson, then I did the kids' class. All martial arts, all the time.

The teacher training is going to be so super helpful in getting the details of the forms down; as sifu put it: "You have to be twice as good as perfect so that when the students try to be half as good as you.. they're perfect." I'm really excited to be doing this.


To learn, you must teach

Work: Still good. Just under a month to go on the contract. Still crossing fingers. Hopeful, because people seem to be digging having someone doing what I'm doing. It's crazy, I know. You listen to the support team, you write up what they say, you capture information they're sharing with each other and gosh, lives get a little better. I've even had a couple of people who were disappointed I wasn't at the onsite this week.


Dear hypocritical shitheads^W^WRepublicans

Perhaps if ya'll spent more time instructing men on what they shouldn't do with their bodies (rape, harass, abuse, sexually assault women), instead of spending your time ORDERING women and doctors about what they absolutely ARE NOT ALLOWED TO DO (tell the truth, make their own decisions, have privacy in the doctor patient relationship), maybe, just MAYBE, you'd reach the same goal that us more liberal, pro choice are also after.

Fewer abortions.

Fast update of the type updatingness

Eating my face. So much to do. 6 weeks of contract left.

Working on my green belt; I learned the last of my staff form (Se Mien Pa Fang Pang). That's halfway through the material. I have stick attacks, T'ai P'eng Sin Kun (Great bird), and 5 chin na to learn. Mondays and Saturdays I help out with the white belts, Wednesdays right now I'm often getting a brown belt all to myself. That's pretty cool. They're terrific young men that come in and help out in our class, and the (just tested!) green belts don't usually come on Wednesdays.

Work + Play = busy

I've been contracting for Acquia for close to a month. My team is awesome. I'm doing work I love doing. I'm learning new stuff. It's pretty awesome.

So many letters, so little time!

R is for Reuben, whose ear is fine. Which we found out like two weeks ago :P

J is for Job. I started a new contract position. Two and a half weeks ago. It is awesome. My team is awesome. I'm having fun. I am making the moneys.

E is for ew. I forgot to brush my teeth. Better go fix that.

K is for kung-fu. Started learning (barely) the next form I need in my blue belt material.

F is for fun! This is a very long weekend. Kublacon ho!

More things!

And here I swore to myself I was going to try to post, I dunno. Once a week maybe? At least?


So, here's the rundown.

I lost my housekeys (off my keyring. I had the rest of the ring, so.. wtf?) I got them back two weeks later when the mom of one of the kids in C's class realized she'd seen me walking by earlier, where a friend of HERS found some keys. YAY!

R went to the emergency room. We're guessing his eardrum ruptured, but we don't know for sure. Bleeding out the ear at 8 PM is not cool though.

Do even more things!

Um. Let's see. I left off with rug cleaning. Because my life is SO VERY EXCITING.

Saturday mom, the kids, and I went to the San Jose Fantasy Faire. It was fun, the kids had a blast, I didn't burn (much), and neither did they. C had so much fun she went back with mom on Sunday and spent the day. Everyone loved her Little Bo Peep costume, and she did a great job with it. She even got a story going (Uncle Clay would be so proud of her!), made friends with the pirates, and many other things.