Category Archives: Miscellaneous

A Break

 

am taking a break from blogging today.  Well, I guess it’s not really a break since I am posting something, but this post isn’t much of anything.  I was busy last night with a few projects that I’ve been working on that had to be done last night, and I didn’t have much time for a substantive post.  My headaches also returned for the past two days, so I could really on concentrate on those tasks that had to be done.  The headache was better by the time I went to bed last night, so I’m hoping it will be gone all together today.


Best Friends 

  

My best friend is in town this weekend.  She got here last night, and tonight, she’s meeting my boyfriend.  Since my family has no interest in meeting a boyfriend and would either like to see a girlfriend or present I’m completely celibate, but my best friend is like my family that accepts me and loves me just the way I am.  So it’s like taking my boyfriend to meet my family.  Since my best friend lives in Louisiana we don’t get to see each other much, so it’s great when we can get together.


Better

  

 When I spoke to Mama yesterday, she was feeling much better and her doctor was pretty sure hat she would go home today.  She needed the rest and the breathing treatments, and she just wasn’t able to rest at home while trying to take care of her own mother.  I did not go back to the hospital yesterday, because she told me to go on home after school.  The lack of sleep and a stressful day caused one of my cluster headache attacks.  Since I finished the initial treatment, the headaches have been much better and significantly milder, with periods of no pain at all, but Wednesday was very stressful and it jus triggered another.  Luckily, I have today off of work.  I’ll be going to visit mama first thing this morning then I have my CT scan scheduled for this morning.  My doctor wanted the CT scan to rule out any other issues, and it is one of the few ways other than examination of symptoms to definitively diagnose cluster headaches.  Well, that’s all the news to report today.  

Happy Good Friday, all!

A short histoeical note, based on the details of the canonical gospels, the Crucifixion of Jesus was most likely to have been on a Friday (the day before the Jewish Sabbath) (John 19:42), thus Good Friday. The estimated year of the Crucifixion is AD 33, by two different groups, and originally as AD 34 by Isaac Newton via the differences between the Biblical and Julian calendars and the crescent of the moon. A third method, using a completely different astronomical approach based on a lunar Crucifixion darkness and eclipse model (consistent with Apostle Peter’s reference to a “moon of blood” in Acts 2:20), points to Friday, 3 April AD 33, which was one thousand nine hundred eighty-two years ago today that Jesus died on the cross for our sins.

Waiting 

 

 You would think this was my family’s version of a very bad and distasteful April Fool’s joke, but sadly it wasn’t.  The thing is when I got home yesterday, I was told my mother had been admitted to the hospital and my dad (who’s taking care of my sick granny) wanted me to go stay with her until she got put in a room.  Mama was all alone in the emergency room.  My mother has always had anxiety issues about being left alone, so it was no question that she needed someone there with her, and I’d have done so anyway.  What was so unbelievable was that my mother was sent to the hospital just after 3 pm, and instead of calling and telling me to go to the hospital which was twenty minutes away from the school, my family let me drive all the way home in the opposite direction before telling me about mama.  I could understand if this was twenty or more years ago, but I have a cellphone with me at all times.  Once I was home, not only had I wasted the 40 minutes driving home when I could have been with mama, but once home the drive to the hospital is an hour away, not the 20 minutes it is from school.

Even more unbelievable to me is that my sister lives, at tops, with bad traffic, ten minutes from the hospital.  My sister does have kids, but her in-laws live practically next door and could take the kids for at least an hour so she could go be with mama until I could get there, but my sister did nothing.  She didn’t call me like mama had asked her to do, which would have saved me time, and my sister never even came to the hospital and didn’t even call to check on mama.  Her only response was, “She’s not even in a room yet.”  That wasn’t the point.  Mama needed someone.

Once I got to the hospital and I knew mama was okay, I could calm down a little bit.  Mama has acute asthmatic bronchitis and she’s basically been having an asthma attack for three weeks.  Her doctor should have put her in the hospital last week, but she begged him not to because she was taking care of my granny (her mother).  By the time I’d gotten there, they had her in a bed in the ER with oxygen and an IV, waiting for a room, at which time they basically ignored her for the next eight fucking hours.  Eight hours we waited for a room.  They didn’t bring her any food, nothing to drink, and never even checked to see if she needed to go to the bathroom.  I finally got the nurse’s attention and asked for mama to at least get a glass of water.  She was brought a Sprite.  Then mama needed to go to the bathroom, but it’s not like she can just get up and go because of the IV and oxygen.  So I went and asked the nurse to help her.  The nurse said in a snarky voice “In a sec.”  Then we waited, and we waited.  Mama is a retired nurse and at this point she’s got to go and is ready to unhook herself, so I went back to the nurses desk (by the way, the call button did no good, it just went ignored), and that’s when the “teacher voice” came out.  I use my “teacher voice” when I truly mean business, and since I am usually mild mannered and soft spoken, the “teacher voice” usually makes people pay attention.  It certainly got that nurse to moving. (I was polite, but firm.) Shortly after that, they decided they better find us a room before I came back again.

Close to midnight last night, they finally had mama settled into a room.  Thankfully this one had AC, since it was 76 degrees in the ER.  Also, I made sure the nurse went to get mama something to eat.  Once mama was settled, I headed home.  It had been an ordeal for her, so hopefully she had eaten and was fast asleep by the time I got home around 1 pm.  Now it’s off to school.  I’m praying today is a better day, and thankfully, we are out for Good Friday.

Back to the Grind 



Spring break is over and there are eight more weeks of school.  And thus begins the marathon.  I had such a wonderful and magical spring break, that it makes it even harder to return to school today.  However, my plan is to let my good mood shine through and hopefully it will rub off on the students.  I know that’s wishful thinking, but good things are happening and I’m trying to be optimistic.  The best news is that it’s a four day week.  We have Good Friday out of school.

I know this is a short post, and there were several things in the news from last week that I could talk about, but it seemed like a lot of the news was depressing.  California has a proposed ballot initiative that calls for killing gays with “bullets to the head.”  Really, what kind of sick minds could actually propose such a thing, but one lawyer in California has done just that.  Furthermore, indiana has passed a new law which the governor signed which is a legalized form of discrimination against gay people, even though it’s under the sick and misguided guise of “religious freedom.”  What utter bullshit!  It’s pure bigotry and has nothing to do with religious freedoms, because they are meant for people who call themselves Christian to refuse service to the LGBT community.  What they need is to be taught about “what would Jesus do” if they want religious freedom.  They should be doing all they can to help everyone and anyone, not finding ways to discriminate.  

There were other news related issues, but even thinking about gem make me sad and/or angry.  This week is Holy Week, and I plan to spend my week being optimistic and trying my best to love my fellow man, which I guess means being nice to my students, or at least as nice as I can be without losing control of them.

I hope everyone has a fabulous week.  I’m starting my morning with a cup of coffee, which always brightens my day and puts a pep in my step.

A Few Thoughts…Happiness 



First let me say this, I have never in my life enjoyed a vacation (or even just a few days in a row) as much as I did with my boyfriend this week.  It was so easy to be with him: to talk, to cuddle, to be intimate, to fall asleep next to each other, to wake up next to each other, etc.  I’ve never felt this easy companionship with anyone else.  It felt so incredibly natural.

It’s so easy to talk to him about anything.  We can talk about history, politics, education, and religion with so much ease that it is a dream come true.  I love being with him.  He makes me feel so wonderful and happy, and I hope I am doing the same for him.  When we parted yesterday to go to our respective homes, I missed him instantly.  I didn’t want our vacation to end.

He makes me happy, so very happy.

“Stay weird. Stay different”

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Last night I watched the Oscars. I usually don’t, and I have to say, they were a bit dull and disappointing. I expected better of Neil Patrick Harris as the host, but he does a much better job with the Tonys. I thought that the most elegant speech of the night was that of Julianne Moore for Best Actress. I think Moore is a classy lady and she showed just how classy the Oscars can be.

However, the best speech of that night was by Graham Moore. Moore won Best Adapted Screenplay for “The Imitation Game,” and he used the win to give a powerful speech about suicide awareness and depression.

“I tried to commit suicide at 16 and now I’m standing here,” he said. “I would like for this moment to be for that kid out there who feels like she doesn’t fit in anywhere. You do. Stay weird. Stay different, and then when it’s your turn and you are standing on this stage please pass the same message along.”

I was that weird and awkward kid when I was sixteen. I even tried to commit suicide, and I thank God each and every day that I was not successful. I may not have the life I’d expected to have, but it’s not over yet. There are many teenagers, especially gay teenagers, who have faced depression and attempted suicide. Sadly, far too many are successful. We have to make this world a better place so that teenagers who face depression and suicidal thoughts can understand that the world is a better place. The phrase “It gets better!” may be a bit cliche these days, but it really is true. It does get better.

On Saturday afternoon, I went to see “The Imitation Game.” If you’re not familiar with the movie, it is about the life and achievements of the late Alan Turing, the British mathematician and cryptanalyst who helped solve the Enigma code during World War II. After the war he was prosecuted for homosexuality in Britain and died by suicide in 1954 at 41 years old. I’ve written about Turing before on this blog, and this movie was a great movie. I honestly thought it deserved much more recognition than it received last night. If you haven’t seen it, I hope you will.


Gong Hei Fat Choi: Happy Chinese New Year!

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Today is the first day of the Chinese calendar, and we welcome the year of the goat (or sheep or ram, according to which translation you choose). The year of the goat is part of an ancient tradition in which the Chinese zodiac, Shēngxiào, attaches animal signs to each lunar year in a cycle of 12 years.

It reflects a similar concept in western astrology and means “circle of animals” – and remains popular in Asian communities around the world.

But as we bring the year of the horse to an end, where did the animals of the Chinese zodiac come from and what do they mean?

It is known that the animals of the zodiac have been popular since the Han Dynasty, between 206 BC and 220 AD. Pottery artifacts dating back to the Tang Dynasty, 618 to 907 AD, show the animals were popular at that time – but they have also been found on relics from the Warring States Period, 475 to 221 BC.

According to some historians, the animals of the Chinese zodiac were brought to China via the Silk Road, the central Asia trade route that brought Buddhism from India to Han China in the 1st or 2nd century BC.

Others argue that the belief predates Buddhism and has origins in early Chinese astronomy that used Jupiter as a constant – due to its 12-year orbital period around the earth. Some suggest the use of animals in astrology began with ancient Chinese nomadic tribes, who developed the calendar for agriculture and hunting.

Red is the predominant color used in New Year celebrations. Red is the emblem of joy, and this color also symbolizes virtue, truth and sincerity. On the Chinese opera stage, a painted red face usually denotes a sacred or loyal personage and sometimes a great emperor. Candies, cakes, decorations and many things associated with the New Year and its ceremonies are colored red. The sound of the Chinese word for “red” is in Mandarin homophonous with the word for “prosperous”. Therefore, red is an auspicious color and has an auspicious sound.

The translation of the Mandarin word “yang” (since this is technically the Year of the Yang) – a “horned animal” – has led to dispute over whether the Chinese New Year will bring the year of the goat, sheep or ram. But folklorists say it is the western translation which is the problem, as the “yang” can mean either animal, depending on what Chinese character it is paired with.

Experts say it does not matter which animal the zodiac sign refers to, as the emphasis relies on the connotation of the animal. According to Zhao Shu, a researcher with the Beijing Research Institute of Culture and History, “This ‘yang’ is fictional. It does not refer to any specific kind of sheep or goat.”

The animal choice can depend on which area of Asia the person is from, as different regions of China have their own interpretations. According to Google, the phrase “the year of the ram” is most commonly used in India, followed by Canada and the United States, while the Philippines had high search levels for the “year of the sheep”.

The Year of the Goat has been predicted by Chinese astrologers to be a sign of a bad year. However, it is the eighth character of the zodiac and eight in Chinese sounds similar to their word for prosper. The Chinese commonly regard sheep as an auspicious animal, and the Year of the Sheep, therefore, heralds a year of promise and prosperity, so I’m not sure why some astrologers are expecting a bad year. To improve your fortunes this year, it is advised that people to wear black and blue, and to carry sheep talismans or accessories to help ward off bad luck.

Whichever you choose to use, Gong Hei Fat Choi, which loosely translates to “Congratulations and be prosperous,” and is a traditional greeting of the new year.


Early to Bed, Early to Rise…

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I had to get to bed early last night and be at school super early today, so not much time for a blog post. I’m not a morning person, so I’m not so sure I believe in the Benjamin Franklin proverb “Early to bed and early to rise makes and man healthy, wealthy and wise.” I tend to think early to rise makes me grumpy, grouchy, and a bit foggy, especially without my coffee. With that being said, you might wonder what’s up with the picture I used today. Well, yesterday was Mardi Gras. Sadly, I didn’t get to go this year, but it’s always been fun when I did go. The gay sector of Bourbon Street is always a lot of fun, and you never know what you’ll see. Even if it’s Ash Wednesday and the good times have rolled, laissez les bon temps rouler!


Out Sick…Still!

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Is this the never ending flu, or what? I’d planned on going back to school today, but I was still running a 102 fever as of last night. My fever had stayed down most of the day, and I thought I was in the clear and on the mend. So much for that. Since we only have a half day of school tomorrow, I will most likely not go in on Friday either. So much work is piling up from being out sick. I dread going back Tuesday. I’ll call the doctor in the morning and see what he says. I had hoped I’d feel at least marginally better by today, but I basically feel the same as I did when I went to the doctor on Monday.