100 degree haze & victory garden

Once again, all of us were sick all weekend and the perma-low grade fever is still with me. I think I've finally figured out why we've been constantly sick this spring: Kieran's speech therapy. We're not used to going to a hospital once a week & my guess is the concentrated germ exposure is wiping us out. Initially we thought it was preschool, but we managed all winter without getting sick a single time. We canceled today's session, I needed enough energy to slog through work and my presentation at my (last) class tonight, and next week's is canceled too.

I'm doing some more reading on recent language development research... I know the tendency to focus too much on moving a problem to clinical perfection. Kieran has made significant progress and I am no longer sure he needs further sessions. The speech/brain connections have been made, his pace might not be perfect but I think it's sufficient. More on that later.

I love our rock garden, I can't wait to watch the new plants grow over the summer. It's given me the confidence I need to handle the rest of the yard in small steps, not an impossible jungle to be conquered at once. Finishing the fence, on the other hand... someday.

( Beginning of May )

( End of May )

No class til June 22nd!

I think I did ok on the presentation, despite a major flub where I didn't save my modified ppt before uploading it to my account. Nobody knew though, my innate BS power had me yapping right up to my 7 minute limit with a graceful conclusion. Not sure if it was 4.0-worthy, but at least I didn't bomb it.

Now, to discipline myself to do a good job on my final project, due June 10th. I might take a break and listen to the Requiem at UW though, eerily enough I was going to email a friend on Friday & suggest going with him during his househunting visit here. For some reason I didn't, and I haven't been more thankful for listening to that still small voice from within in some time.

His mom died on Friday, obviously the trip is canceled :( I would have felt like the biggest idiot ever for sending an email talking about how awesome the acoustics would be for a funeral mass!