Sunday, July 31, 2011

Welcome to My Tea Party

I have begun and ended more blogs than I care to remember. I began with something called OpenDiary, then moved to Blogger. I was on board with Blogger back in the early days. (I even had the sweatshirt to prove it, a large dark blue number with the orange Blogger logo.) Since that time I have spent most of my days in the WordPress sphere, but the Google integration is drawing me back to see what good old Blogger - soon to be Google Blogs (blech) - has to offer.

My problem, for ages now, has been finding my blogging niche: why am I writing? What am I writing for? I struggled to find a title or name that would encompass all the things I wanted to write about, such as education, music, photography, and literature and matters of faith, food and family. I admire women like Jennifer "MckMama"McKinney and Ree "The Pioneer Woman" Drummond, who manage to incorporate multiple aspects of their personalities and interests into one cohesive site.

Of course, all this would be even easier if my interests remained constant. Last night I spent some time cleaning up my Yahoo Groups after I realized that I was a member of nearly 30. I could see, in reverse chronological order, the rise and fall of my various interests. Cloth diaper groups were deleted, though I have been using ours again more regularly. Some food groups were discarded, others maintained. Sewing groups I kept in the vague hope that I'll start sewing again soon. Montessori and reading instruction groups were added.

My interests frequently border on obsession in the early days. I read as deeply and as broadly as I can. So, for a time, I read and read and read about cloth diapers. I even got into sewing them myself, and joined various co-op groups to procure cheaper materials. Now, though? I'm content with where we are, using predominately branded diapers and alternating with disposables when we go out or at night time. I know that there are night-time solutions for cloth, and I've looked into some of them. I'm just not willing to invest hundreds more hours of my life in researching them and discussing them.

Lately I've been studying the teaching of reading. Partly this is an old interest: I did, after all, study this in my Master's program at the Johns Hopkins School of Education. Mostly, though, it is fueled by the privilege and challenge of having a three year-old who is a beginning reader. There are special challenges inherent in assisting such a young reader, as he lacks the fine motor skills for writing. I came up with some solutions for this and discovered - much to my surprise - that others had done so long before me. It turns out that I had re-invented the Movable Alphabet. This happy discovery led me down the rabbit hole to Montessori-land, which I am happily exploring as we speak.

There are certain caveats, though: I describe us as being "Montessori-ish," but that is largely because many of the early childhood learning activities we are engaged in are based in her teachings. If I were to describe my ever-expanding educational philosophy, it would have to be that of an afternoon tea party attended by Maria (Montessori), Charlotte (Mason) and Dorothy (Sayers). How is this possible, you ask? Well ... that is something I aim to find out. I'd love it if you joined me for a cup of tea.

Monday, May 09, 2005

Things I am too tired to write about just now, but will hopefully write about soon:

Divine providence
Anti-intellectualism in the church
Evolution and is discontents
Poor speakers, mixed motives, and God's sovereignty
The evils of taking 840 milligrams of pseudephedrine at bedtime
The delights of the doggie park
The wonders of Baltimore city
The beauties of my future roomies
The loveliness of my past roomies
The usefulness of alumni directories
The power of Google in restoring long-lost friendships
The building where Edgar Allan Poe died, and how I'm going to live there next year
Ames Brown
Helen Grote
Germany 60 years after the war
Germans 60 years after the war
Being feted with a Bloomin' Onion
Being a quarter of a century old
(HA. Never thought that would happen way back when as I watched that silly tv show that predicted the earth would end on May 4, 2005)
Shakespearean wit
The pleasure of the pilgrimage
Sunshine on my birthday
The peculiar tastes my friends have in e-cards
The peculiar taste of the Bloomin' Onion / Birthday Cake burp
(Did I just write that out loud?!)
Steak, medium
Mixed income communities
The gift of propecy: its nature, uses, and abuses
The Jewish festivals and their place in Christian worship
The banalities of some contemporary worship music, the delights of rediscovering a hymnal, and the strange twentysomething division between the two
Friends, near and dear in spirit but not in body
Which church? What denomination? Are we truly one body?
The narrow gate and its implications for the Christian walk
Common misconceptions Christians and Secularists have about each other
Why May is the best month in which one could possibly be born
Why I think quatercentenarian and quatercenturial ought to be in more common use
The siren song of my bed