This was actually all right, because my class consists of some good trainees who understand common phrases and simple language, so it went very well. One more day (Monday, since today was a holiday), and then I'm back on my normal shift and we shall see if I can further my blogging aims.
I have started on Camp NaNoWriMo, trying to put together the one I failed back in 2010 with its successful second try into one consolidated story/book of a manageable size. The first try I didn't get into the meat of the story, the second try I wasted a LOT of words just babbling - now I'm cutting down that second try but keeping the characters I created and putting in the the bare-bones original story, including my favorite opening line, "His apartment looked out over the graveyard." Since I'm combining two separate manuscripts and doing a lot of editing, it's harder to keep track of the words actually written, but I have a starting point from that first manuscript (the one I'm working in), so I'll know how much I "add."
Day off today. I wanted to make a few things, but we went out shopping, which reminded my feet they weren't completely recovered yet from the week. I'm exhausted and sitting here watching Cowboy Bebop and considering all the things I'd LIKE to be doing, including finally giving up and getting rid of all the pants that don't fit me and, let's face it, will likely never fit me again. I don't see me getting into a size 10 again, much less a size 8. I kept thinking that getting rid of them was "giving up," but I'm barely in size 12 at the moment, so...
I am exercising - that Planet Fitness membership has not been in vain. It's just not doing for me what it did just five years ago.
Ah, three-day weekend. It even rained a little. We got some more Mexican tile for the front windowsill. The dining room windows came out well (and needed it, since the paint had been badly scratched by a certain C-A-T). I need to take some pictures.
I'm reading The Pickwick Papers for the first time - just one of those Dickens novels I hadn't gotten to before (there're a few others I still need to finish), and I thought to myself, "There has to be a great BBC version of this, there is of just about every other Dickens novel!" So I went looking for one, and found just one, from the early 80's, and it's only available in a collection of other BBC Dickens adaptations, not for rent anywhere. Dang it. There's like four hundred versions of Oliver Twist available, I'd have thought everyone would want to do Pickwick, it's such a delightful story! So I stuck it on my wish list. Maybe someday I'll get to see how they handled it. I just want to see Sam Weller in action.
Saw some new pictures from the upcoming Doctor Who season - Capaldi is looking a lot more comfortable in the role. I'm looking forward to seeing what they come up with -- I WANT him to be a great Doctor, and I'm still not 100% on board with him. Rumors are flying thick and heavy about River Song, which would make me VERY happy, but I'll believe it when I see it (or at least see some production stills).
It is hot in Phoenix. Very, very hot. (Actually, it's humid right now, and this is the time of year when "dry heat" means 102 degrees of temperature with 30% humidity - I know that doesn't sound like much, but when coupled with the triple digits, it's pretty soupy. We're still gonna do a little cooking out on Sunday, but tomorrow we're going out for dim sum, provided the restaurant's open (it should be).
And then I wander off and make soft pretzels (King Arthur's mix) and realize I still haven't posted this. That's what comes of only posting every so often. LiveJournal just sent me a survey asking why I haven't been on in a long time. Hey, I log in every day to read my friends' posts, and I comment all the time. WTF, LJ?