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Okay, so...
Oct. 21st, 2011 09:55 amMy life is just about ready to return to normal. I stayed up late last night adding a few more words and polish and such to PRECINCT 13. This morning I have printed out a copy for Shawn to read and proof. Hopefully, she will have that done over the weekend, and I can turn it into Peguin on Monday or Tuesday of next week. Then, the only really important writing work I need to do is get a proposal together for the next set of books.
Because... I REALLY hope I get to write more in this universe. It's WAY too awesome.
Today, when it warms up, which it is supposed to, Mason and I are going to take the classroom butterflies to Como Park to release them. We were entrusted with the class pets over this teacher-conference break, and, it's been traumatic and miraculous. We had set up the butterfly cage in Mason's room to start with. There were several chysalis that had not hatched ina plastic container that I put on top of the cage, thinking (foolishly) that this would keep the cats away from it. Well, we came home Wednesday afternoon to a disaster. The container was on the floor as were several chysalises and... there were tears. I thought for sure most of the pupa were dead. I scooped them up anyway and returned them to their container. I managed to find three butterflies that had managed to hatch before the disaster in Mason's room. I put them in the cage (everyone who had already hatched was fine.) Over the next couple of days... the crippled butterfly have hatched. It's both sad (because in some cases their wings are quite damaged,) but also miraculous. I don't think any of them died, per se. I think about three will end up as permanent classroom pets, however. Still. I consider this amazing. We thought all was lost.
Mason is also going to continue practice bike riding at Como. We've found a pedestrian path that's about his speed (oddly the bike path is too steep, too full of scary whizzing bikes, and too hilly for a beginner like Mason.) Luckily, Mason is fairly adept at going around pedestrians, and they seem to tolerate a slow-moving beginner without being too mad at us for taking up their lane.
I have missed kuk sool wan for two weeks. My body is sore and old-feeling. I'm really looking fowarded to getting back to it, honestly. Starting Saturday... or perhaps Monday, depending on how the weekend shakes out.
I think that's all the news that's fit to print.
Because... I REALLY hope I get to write more in this universe. It's WAY too awesome.
Today, when it warms up, which it is supposed to, Mason and I are going to take the classroom butterflies to Como Park to release them. We were entrusted with the class pets over this teacher-conference break, and, it's been traumatic and miraculous. We had set up the butterfly cage in Mason's room to start with. There were several chysalis that had not hatched ina plastic container that I put on top of the cage, thinking (foolishly) that this would keep the cats away from it. Well, we came home Wednesday afternoon to a disaster. The container was on the floor as were several chysalises and... there were tears. I thought for sure most of the pupa were dead. I scooped them up anyway and returned them to their container. I managed to find three butterflies that had managed to hatch before the disaster in Mason's room. I put them in the cage (everyone who had already hatched was fine.) Over the next couple of days... the crippled butterfly have hatched. It's both sad (because in some cases their wings are quite damaged,) but also miraculous. I don't think any of them died, per se. I think about three will end up as permanent classroom pets, however. Still. I consider this amazing. We thought all was lost.
Mason is also going to continue practice bike riding at Como. We've found a pedestrian path that's about his speed (oddly the bike path is too steep, too full of scary whizzing bikes, and too hilly for a beginner like Mason.) Luckily, Mason is fairly adept at going around pedestrians, and they seem to tolerate a slow-moving beginner without being too mad at us for taking up their lane.
I have missed kuk sool wan for two weeks. My body is sore and old-feeling. I'm really looking fowarded to getting back to it, honestly. Starting Saturday... or perhaps Monday, depending on how the weekend shakes out.
I think that's all the news that's fit to print.
