{"id":4662,"date":"2009-05-11T14:49:06","date_gmt":"2009-05-11T21:49:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/?p=4662"},"modified":"2009-05-11T14:49:06","modified_gmt":"2009-05-11T21:49:06","slug":"currently-playing-in-monday-mission","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2009\/05\/11\/currently-playing-in-monday-mission\/","title":{"rendered":"Currently Playing in Monday Mission"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve been trying to come up with some sort of creative, literary fancy-pants-writer way of recounting all the random craziness going on here.\u00c2\u00a0 Listing has felt too random, too quick.\u00c2\u00a0 Instead, I’m taking a page from Jim Croce, who famously used music to express emotion.\u00c2\u00a0 Borrowed, of course, from the Internet’s favorite Helena, TPM<\/a> with 80s inspiration from Mad<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Here it is, the soundtrack to our lives as of late, 80s style.<\/p>\n

— Friday, girls night out at The Bead Shop, followed by drinks and hey, Let’s Dance<\/a> to the Sultans of Swing<\/a>, ’cause Girls Just Wanna Have Fun<\/a> but also, we need to prove that we, Mamas?\u00c2\u00a0 Yeah, we still Got the Beat<\/a>.<\/p>\n

— That Sweet Child O’ Mine<\/a>, Baby Kate, turned 3.\u00c2\u00a0 A bunch of our friends came over and we had fun while 13 kids ran around our house, beat a pinata, and screamed “I Want Candy<\/a>“!<\/p>\n

— Tomorrow morning, I’m going to Photograph<\/a> the Abeona kids for a school fundraiser.<\/p>\n

— The social work class I’m teaching starts tomorrow night.\u00c2\u00a0 I don’t expect anyone to be Hot for Teacher<\/a>, but it would be cool to form a Cult of Personality<\/a>.<\/p>\n

— The uncertainty around my parents’ move has us feeling helpless, but I guess That’s Why They Call it The Blues<\/a>.\u00c2\u00a0 Explaining to Will why his Grandparents are moving means a lot of Sad Eyes<\/a>.<\/p>\n

— I got a Visiting Scholar appointment at a big Northeast college which is cool and wonderful and awesome because the folks there took me as What I Am<\/a>.<\/p>\n

— My SMA conference proposal was accepted and I’m Walking on Sunshine<\/a> that at least an abstract of the dissertation is of interest.<\/p>\n

— Next week I go to Boston for the Schweitzer Fellowship.\u00c2\u00a0 I have to leave a day early to be there on time because we live In a Big Country<\/a>.\u00c2\u00a0 The program director’s retreat is a 3-day all-day event, yet I am hopeful to have some quiet time to myself to write.\u00c2\u00a0 My greatest dream is to have a full, uninterrupted week alone in a place that isn’t my house to work on nothing but my dissertation… Save a Prayer<\/a> for me.<\/p>\n

— Two friends and I have made a walking pact for regular exercise and stuck to it now for over a week.\u00c2\u00a0 When I feel like there is too much going on and I can’t manage to get away, I Whip It<\/a>.\u00c2\u00a0 Not that this is helping me look at birthday cake and manage not to Eat It<\/a>.<\/p>\n

— The firehose went from bone dry to full blast, as Paul is Back on the Chain Gang<\/a> (or maybe the Morning Train<\/a>?) with several projects and overtime.\u00c2\u00a0 Combined with my income and his guarantee of at least 10 weeks more of work, we’re fine.\u00c2\u00a0 There is no more Livin’ on a Prayer<\/a>.\u00c2\u00a0 And yes, New Orleans is still tough place to live and work but it’s our American Dream<\/a> and we love it and there’s no place like it and I Still Believe<\/a> that it’s worth sacrifice to raise our kids in this amazing place.<\/p>\n

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\nThis has been a Monday Mission.<\/p>\n

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I’ve been trying to come up with some sort of creative, literary fancy-pants-writer way of recounting all the random craziness going on here.\u00c2\u00a0 Listing has felt too random, too quick.\u00c2\u00a0 Instead, I’m taking a page from Jim Croce, who famously used music to express emotion.\u00c2\u00a0 Borrowed, of course, from the Internet’s favorite Helena, TPM with […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[51,100,89,67],"tags":[134],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4662"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4662"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4662\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4664,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4662\/revisions\/4664"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4662"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4662"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4662"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}