partly: (Myr)
There are times when I'm thinking I'm taking this "I'm the mom, I need to be protective" not quite seriously enough.

The setting: Myria (who will be in college this year and who is currently 18) wants to take a short trip with two of her girlfriends. They want to go to a small town about 3 hours away where there's this little (supposedly haunted) hotel. There's little arts and crafty shops that they can go to.

I thought it sounded fun.

All the other parents are, ah, less than enthused about it. The trip is on the verge of being cancelled all the time.

I mean, I understand the parental concerns. Driving on the highways, three young girls alone, older cars and all. I watch the news, I'm not naive, here. But...

I know these girls. They are good and smart and, well, NOT STUPID. Yes, I know that bad things happen. I know that there are bad drivers and bad people out there... But they all have phones. They will have a GPS. Russell lives in La Crosse, which is close to where they are going. I can hop in a car and DRIVE to where they will be in 3 hours.

I mean, I am wrong for thinking she should do this? Am I not being protective or concerned enough? I'm planning on getting her a "war bag" that has the stuff she needs for an emergency, making sure she has her phone and charger, telling her to be smart and all. But it's a in-state trip, after all.

Yeah, it would be different if they were heading to Chicago or the like. If any of them would be into partying or hanging out with the "wrong crowd" it could be different. If they were heading out into dangerous territory with no phone or GPS or driving a car that was, well, like the one I drive, I might think differently. If they weren't smart and, more importantly, cautious, then maybe I'd think twice about it.

I keep thinking that I'm missing something. That I'm not doing my parently duty by thinking that this would be a fun trip for her, and for letting her go. Should I be more concerned about this? Am I not doing what I should?

Myr Tales

Jul. 31st, 2011 11:24 pm
partly: (Myr)
So, Myr gets a call at from her friends saying that they would pick her up for an "adventure". I ask where they're going and Myr goes: "Who knows? It's 10 pm on a Sunday night. Nothing's open." Heh. She's right about that.

Anyhow she gets picked up, she's back in 10 minutes, to get her own car -- it seems one of the three on the adventure had to cut it short. Anyhow, her and A are "going out somewhere to walk in the fog".

I totally love my child.

Anyhow, as she's going out I toss her a small flashlight, telling her to take it with her. She rolls her eyes and says that there isn't anyone going to be out at this time of night. I inform her I'm not worried about people, but a flashlight's handy if you happen to drop something in the dark.

"Yes, Mother." It's her standard response when she's humoring me.

"Hey," I say as she's leaving, "if I was worried about people, I'd have you take my leatherman."

I'm sure she said something else as she was leaving, but I was deliberately not paying attention. *grin*

Have I mentioned that I love my child?

She's awesome.
partly: (Myria)
Myr, studying calculus. Me, sitting next to her.

Myr: No. No, don't crush it! *sigh* #21 crushed my soul, Mom.
Me: Souls are resilient. I learned that from watching Supernatural.
Myr: What do they know? They only dealt with hell, this is Calculus.

I really couldn't argue the point.
partly: (Myr)
Myria is doing a "farrago" piece for forensics this year. In Farrago you take excepts from different literature that all address a common topic. Her topic is "vanity" and she had several very nice pieces picked out, only her poem by Sylvia Plath "Vanity Fair" is a very difficult piece and the thought is that it will go over most of the audience's head and may be considered a drawback by most of the judges. Plus it's the second poem and it would be best to have a different form of literature.

My request:

Does anyone out there know of an except from a book or essay or movie where vanity leads to a bad end? The except should be only about two minutes long when read (although she can edit it down if needed).

Currently she has a poem (more of a children's tale really) where the main character succumbs to flattery and comes to a bad end and she ends with Ovid's tale of Narcissus. We're kinda looking for something between those to extremes.

Can anyone help? We're drawing a blank right now, even though I know there's examples out there.
partly: (Myr)
I finally got around to making a little video about Myr painting her Master Painting on the wall as school -- which I talked about way back when. As she painted, she took a picture every now and then.

So here you go. A Master in A Minute.

partly: (Sing)
It's been a long time since I made a post like this, but that's because I didn't have the ability to do this on my old compy. But on my Shiny New Mac I can do anything and I want to start doing this again. I managed to download all the programs to make the songs available. So YAY!

Todays "Unknown Song of the Week" is from the Broadway musical (Tony award winning and all) Spring Awakening. Myr has a serious love for Broadway musicals and the national tour of Spring Awakening was in Wausau last week and Myr went down to watch it. (Student rush tickets are the Best. Thing. Ever). She loved it and immediately had to buy the album. She's been listening to it almost non-stop since then. Which means I've been listening to it almost non-stop, too. The music is good.

I really can't say that any one song is more my favorite than any other, but this is the one that has been running around in my head all day. It's not work safe. Just saying. *grin*

The whole musical is well worth looking into. Myr was very sad to learn that it was in Madison last weekend instead of this coming one when we will down there, because she would have so loved to have seen it again. The play it is based on is on her wish list for Christmas, though. She's cool that way.

As I tell Myr: if your screwed if you sit and do nothing or if you go ahead and act -- always act. It's so much better that way. And at least you get to DO something.

"Totally Fucked", Spring Awakening

Myr!

Oct. 10th, 2010 10:21 pm
partly: (Myr)
This is my little girl (not so little, she's 17 -- will be be an official adult in May)

She's the most amazing person I know. If, all those years ago, you would have told me I could have custom ordered my "perfect" child, she never would have been half as cool as the one I got. Right now she is trying to do all her homework because at 7:30 am on Saturday she got on a bus to do Band Competitions and didn't get home until 7:30 pm tonight. Plus Friday she played at the football game and then had a bondfire event that was postponed from Homecoming two weeks ago. So we are listening to her music and staying positive despite the total lack of sleep she had this weekend.

No specific reason for this post, other than the icon and the fact that she is uber-cool.

Drive-By

Oct. 7th, 2010 12:18 am
partly: (Default)
It's after midnight and I'm still up. A condition I can't really explain since I'm really very tired and have to get up at 6 am.

I'm bumming around trying to find some good cannon-complaint fic to read. A lot harder trick than one would think. Too tired to write my own, I guess.

I did write something today. I have this issue with deadlines -- that being I can't seem to write without them. I belong to two "Last Author Standing" Comms. The fic in them is always due on alternating Wednesdays at 4 pm my time. Which means at 3:45 I'm usually trying to finish it all and send it off. I was earlier today. I managed to send it off at 3:37 pm; only because I had to be out of the house by 3:30 and needed to get it off first. My fic would be better if I would let it set and edit it before I submit it. Still, I got it sent off, so that's a bonus.

I have a whole list of writing that I need to get done. I'm thinking that I'm going to be home alone tomorrow, so I'll try to get a start on it.

OH! It's after midnight! Which means it's my anniversary. I've been married 21 years today. Which is fairly awesome, I think.

On that note I will leave you with a picture that makes me happy every time I look at it:
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That's Myr at the home band competition. They always do a senior salute where all the seniors line up and are named. Wil and I got her flowers and, when her name was called, ran out and gave them to her. I just love how happy she looks in the pic. They had a ridiculous amount of fun out there. She's having a much better High School experience than I did.
partly: (Myria)
There are times in this world when being competent sucks. Don't get me wrong, strength and the ability to deal with life is never a bad thing. It's just, occasionally, being competent makes the world just a little less... sympathetic. When things go wrong and you are all "I can handle this" people tend not to notice how bad things really are. Or even how much you would really like (or need) help. My daughter is learning this. )
partly: (Myria)
Bragging about the wonderfulness of Artist Myr! Actually, I'm not sure if I get any credit for this at all, due to the fact that I know I had no artistic talent to pass on to the kid, but that's not goin' stop me.

Way back in June I posted that Myr was chosen to do a Master's Mural for the school (read all about it here).

I finally have a pic of her with the finished product:


(click for full sized image)

Very cool, no? They will put a frame and glass over it to finish it off. She'll also be part of the Art Show in February. Well, she's always been a part of it, but this time she'll sit by her mural and chat with people about her work.

I really don't think it's possible for me to tell how cool I think this kid is.
partly: (MadCity)
Down in Madison again. This time so that Myr can go to a play with her uncle. We have to be back in Merrill by 1 pm on Sunday so it's a shorter visit, but we got to walk state street this afternoon, so that's great.

I get to spend tomorrow with the splendiferous [livejournal.com profile] finabair. Well, tonight, tomorrow and a short time Sunday AM. We're going to start with steaks, baked veggies and mojitos tonight and it's all up from there!

Ho[e you all have a great weekend.
partly: (Myria)
Myr has been painting on her wall mural all week. She's put in an average of 14 hours of painting a day (with lunch and supper and breaks and critiquing of the work in progress put in there). The goal was to have the murals finished by Friday (as in yesterday). Only two of the 8 muralists finished. The rumor was if you didn't finish the mural would be painted over. Myr knew this wasn't true, but irrational fear can't be rationalized away and she was stressed yesterday. They were told that they could have today and next week to continue if they needed too. Yay!

I dropped her off this morning at 8 am. She's sure that she will be done around 1 pm today. They only have until 3 pm for painting today. And I'm thinking she may use all the time for details and touch ups. As she got out of the car, she told me that she really liked the little texts that WIl has been sending her every day. Little encouraging notes and telling how great she is for doing this and how this will be forever -- you know, standard Dad stuff. I told her that he was really proud of her. As was Papa (my dad) and Granny and, well, everyone. That is was really cool and she was putting in so much hard work and....

She goes, "I know. Everyone says that. I keep telling them its not that great. But they walk by and go 'Wow, that's terrific!' But it's... arrgggh."

Heh.

So I go: "Well, just so you know: I don't care. I'm dropping you off, but I really don't think it's all that awesome. Don't fear, I'll be your one apathetic parent."

She grinned. "Thanks."

So I sent her a text: "I don't care how you're doing. Just FYI." And an hour later: "Still don't care about your painting. Not thinking of you at all. LOVE."

I hope that conveys the true level of my not caring.

I will post pictures of the completed project later, just to prove that I don't care and to show how indifferent I am to the whole thing.
partly: (Myria)
Myria is a very good artist. She good enough to qualify for the AP Art class next year. I'm sure I don't post enough on all the wonderful work she does. But there are times when bragging is a necessary.

Our school district has an excellent arts program. The choir and band program does a lot of great things and the fine arts program has both a drawing/painting and 3D tracks that funnel into AP related courses. And it provides the kids with good connections if they want to go on as a Art Major in both Fine Arts and Liberal Arts schools.

One of the other things that the Arts Department started several years ago was a program where several students would work for a week during the summer to paint a 4' x 6' reproduction mural of a Master Artist's work on the walls of the school. It's a great program. The teachers write for grants to cover the cost of the paint, the framing and the plaques. Here's some examples of the work (click for a bigger pic).

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They also did smaller "Department Portraits" which hang on the cafeteria wall. Each of these is a portrait of someone who is important to each of the departments in the school, such as Freud for the Psychology department.
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Last year, instead of wall murals, the selected artists did reproductions of Normal Rockwell paintings. These were still 4' x 6', but they were painted on canvas and will be hung high on the walls of the gymnasium. They were beautiful but I don't have any pictures of them.

Anyhow, this year Myr was chosen to paint a mural. YAY! See the letter:
letter

Myr is painting The Great Wave off Kanagawa:


She started today and is booked to paint 8 am - 4 pm today through Friday. Plus she is signed up for a "How to a Write College Entrance Essay" class that runs from 6 - 9 Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday nights.

Her mural is going on a wall on the second floor of the school, near the Foreign Language Department. She has an electrical outlet so she can plug in her stereo, there's a window nearby that can be opened. She just texted me saying: There is a breeze. Life is good.

I can't disagree with her.
partly: (Myria)
Being totally aware that I don't brag nearly enough about my child, I am linking the most recent article she wrote for the Wausau Daily Herald's Merrill Focus section. Earlier this year she went on a Leadership Trip to DC through the 4-H. This was the article she wrote in support of the program.

Teen Enjoys 'Educational' Trip

She also took the pictures that are with the article. Actually, she took over 2,000 pictures on her trip, but only sent three to the newspaper.

This is her second article for the Merrill Focus. A third one of her's will be in next Friday's issue.
partly: (Spoon!)
Your uniqueness is more than an outward appearance.

My daughter translated it: Mom, you're weird inside and out.
partly: (*glee*)
Happy Sweet 16, [livejournal.com profile] twilight11!

Thank you for being you. Love you so much.

I couldn't ask for a better daughter.

LOVE!
partly: (Myria)
Myr was down in Madison today to see the University's production of "Hair". The story, as she told it (although it's much better when told directly by her and for full effect, imagine it all said in one, long breath):


We were waiting for the play to start, and all the cast was out in the audience, handing out flowers. One gal sat down next to me. "How are you," she asked. "I'm fine. How are you?", I replied -- because this is what I always say when someone asks me how I am. She looks at me and goes, "I'm high." And I reply "Well, that's always fun". I obviously wasn't thinking clearly, because she was one the cast and she was sitting by me, out in the audience. After she left, this guy came and sat next to me, too. He put his arm around me and said, "How you doing, sister?" I don't remember what I said, but he smelled the (fake) flower I had in my hair. Then he went away, another guy came and asked me if the flower was real, when I said no he goes: "Reality is the way, man. Go with the truth." I really wish I would have said "But reality fades," but they were rather scary. For the next 15 minutes, I was terrified they would come out again. During intermission the (actor) cops came out and arrested the person in front of me. I kept thinking they were going to choose me. My chant: Actors belong on the stage. Actors belong on the stage. Actors belong on the stage.

She really liked it, despite the fact that it was "seriously awkward" in parts. She was really glad they didn't do the nude scene because "How awkward would that be? They were sitting right next to you before the start and then, there they are, up on stage, nude. Seriously, not cool." Of course all musicals make her "ridiculously happy" and that she'd like to see it again.

It's a ton of fun to listen to her talk about it all and to watch her demonstrate some of the less subtle moves that the males on stage would make. She goes: "I kept thinking: Really, man? I mean, seriously?", which is inevitably followed by her favorite comment about the show "It was awkward."

In between all of that wonderful commentary, she did have some more analytical comments about the play. She says it's a lot like "Across the Universe". Everyone seemed to have "a lot of issues". She wasn't sure, if at the end, if Claude died in reality or just symbolically - as in he was dead to the group once he did something that didn't follow what they believed.

I totally and completely adore my child.

Just to add to that love: She wants to stop at the library to pick up a copy of "Hamlet". She's reading a novel called "Ophelia" all about, well, Ophelia and she wants to read Hamlet to see if the play is as messed up as this book portrays. I think she's going to love Hamlet, as she has a fondness for crazy.
partly: (Home)
Busy Weekend!

I've already had a busy weekend and it's only 1:00 on Saturday!

Myria is a 4-H Ambassador and helps out with the two after school 4-H clubs that we have here in town. She (and the other ambassadors) had this opportunity to take part in a two day After-school conference, the extension had a grant to pay for the registration and room fees. The kicker was that it was going to be held in the Wisconsin Dells at the Wilderness Resort Park Indoor Waterpark. Teenagers + conference + waterpark = YES.

Unfortunately, two weeks after agreeing to go, Myr found out that the District Forensics finals were going to be held on that same Saturday. That meant two of the kids who agreed to do the two-conference couldn't go. Myr was disappointed so I offered to drive down and pick her up bring her back for her meet. Then, because there was money for another registration and because it meant spending time with Myr, my Mom agreed to go along.

So yesterday I got got up early to get Myr and Gran to the van take off point by 6 am then headed to work. I got off at 1:30 and drove the 2 1/4 hour drive down to the Dells, I got there just as the conference itself was ending, so I joined everyone at the "Meet and Greet" at Monks. Gran and Myr won door prizes, we ate a dinner of nachos and mini-hamburgers, then headed to the water park. We ordered pizza at 9:30, and packed up and hit the hay at 10:30.

At 4:30 we got up, packed that car and Myr and I headed home. Gran stayed for todays sessions. Myr slept on the way up, and we got back just in time to buy her breakfast at McDonald's and drop her off at the school for the bus to leave at 8.

I got home at 8:30, talked to Wil, cleaned the kitchen up and still have a whole weekend to go!

ETA: I wrote this at 1:00, but forgot to post it, something that happens more often than I care to admit.

ETA 2: Myr did well and she is going to state! Yay!
partly: (AllThat)
I've been so careful. I am well aware of my fangirl weakness and I take care not to play into them.

So where did I go wrong? I have been main-lining three new fandoms

NCIS: Okay. This one snuck up on me. I tried to watch it when it first came out because the premise looked good, but I couldn't make it through a whole episode. Gibbs and Ducky were wonderful. Abby was interesting, even if I thought she was overly-cliched. However, Kate annoyed me and Tony pissed me off. I can't watch a show where I want to slap half the characters every time they're onscreen. Then I caught a couple of third season episodes when they played on USA. I fell in love with McGee and Ziva and Jenny. Turned out that Abby was a well-developed character, not just a fangirl fantasy. They even managed to make me like Tony -- no small feat considering how much I hated him. I still can't watch most of the first two seasons, but I adore the everything since then.

Leverage: This was a no brainer. I love the A-Team, To Catch a Thief, Switch -- any of those "outlaws work for justice" type shows. I tried to be smart and not watch it, however, my hubby loves me and he set the DVR to record it. I couldn't very well not watch it, could I? The show is that perfect light-hearted caper show that isn't anywhere else in the world right now. I have the last two episodes to watch yet -- saving them up because I won't get any more until next season.

Burn Notice: How can you not like a show where the main character says: "I'll take a hardware store over a gun any day. Guns make you stupid. Better to fight your wars with duct tape. Duct tape makes you smart." It's like a hybrid between MacGyver and The Equalizer, with a cool talking-to-the-fourth-wall style that makes you part of the show. And it has Bruce Campbell! And Sharon Gless! I have so much mad love for this show. There is nothing about it that I don't adore.

You know what makes all this fangirly fun even better?

I get to share it all with Myr! She's the one who first wanted to watch Burn Notice. She encouraged me to give NCIS a second chance and not be so quick to judge a show based on the first season (which she also doesn't like). She loves the characters on Leverage as much as I do.

Fangirling is so much fun when you can share it -- and it gives me an insight into how my soon-to-be 16-year-old daughter thinks about the world. She loves the shows where justice is served. She likes the happy endings in Leverage but also enjoys the satisfying but not completely everyone is perfectly happy endings of Burn Notice. She notices but forgives the sometimes uninteresting plots of NCIS because the characters are so very compelling. She likes ships but doesn't want to sacrifice character to get one.

However I must admit that my favorite comment from her was much less cerebral. We were watching an episode of Burn Notice where Micheal (Jeffrey Donovan) is going undercover as a slightly grungy good-ol'-boy by the name of Homer. She looks up from the art project she was doing and sees him standing there with a beat up baseball cap, greasy sleeveless t-shirt and goes: "Good Lord! Is there anything he doesn't look good in?"

Oh yeah. She's a girl after my own fangirl heart.
partly: (Myria)
Myria is quickly becoming a fangirl -- a fangirl after my own heart.

My wonderful husband bought me the entire Man from UNCLE dvd set. Myria and I have been working through the seasons, watching them in order.

It thrills me to no end that she loves the show. It thrills me even more to know that she loves many of the same things (and characters) that I love about the show. I also adore that she had different insights and different reasons for that love. Mind, I think that her love of Illya, just shows that good taste runs in the family but she has her own take on everything, a take that I'm happy to discus with her.

Today, while waiting for me to get off work, she spent a bit of time playing around on the computer saying that she was doing something "for me".

When I get home I had an invitation to join this Man from UNCLE facebook group that she just created.

Hee. This fills me with great glee. Granted MFU fandom is very small and I doubt that the group will be hugely popular. Ah, but it is fun, none-the-less.

A family that fangirls together, stays together.

She also wants a shirt that says "Careful. Your fangirl is showing!" I'll have to devise something for her. Something with Illya on it, I think.
partly: (Broken)
At the end of last week, Wil unexpectedly learned that he would have the entire weekend off. Which considering it's the weekend before Thanksgiving and Wil works at Sears... well, you get the picture. We decided, on the spur of the moment, to head down to Madison and spend a great weekend relaxing.

However the trip was both much shorted and much more exciting than planned. Also to add: not very much relaxing happened.

Wil worked until 9:30 on Friday, so Myr and I drove down to pick him up and head out. Myr, who just got her driver's learning permit two weeks ago, drove all the way down and through Wausau to pick him up. Then she was going to drive for the next couple of hours until we made it to Portage.

So, you ask, when did it get exciting??

Shortly outside of Stevens Point we were passed. That car edged slightly into our lane just as Myr edged slightly into theirs. Myr corrected, then corrected again, but the car was sluggish and then went into a spin. we ended up backwards in the ditch. We didn't flip and the car was still running fine when we stopped. It turns out, however that a lengthy skid on pavement and into the frozen ditch is very hard on tires. The rear tire was off the rim and the front one was chewed up pretty badly. Yeah. There were a whole lot of things that could make spinning off the road at 60 mph a whole lot less happy.

By the time we got out and decided that we were all fine and took inventory of the car and tired, the gal who was passing us when we spun out circled back to see how we were (very nice of her). She had already called 911 (even nicer of her) and she said she would wait until help came (can't get much nicer than that). A sheriff's deputy should up about a minute later. She called a tow and she checked everything out and made sure we were fine.

All told we were towed out of the ditch and in the tow garage in under an hour. We had been hoping to be able to change the rear tire and drive home, but the front tire had also decided to go flat, so we opted to have it towed to a near by garage. They could fix the tires and put it on the lift to make sure there wasn't anything else wrong with it.

Turns out that the ball joints were bad. They could have sustained some damage in the spin out, but most likely they were going bad before. Since the ball joints, I'm told, deal with the steering, they could have contributed to the wipe out. I have noticed that the steering seemed a little spongy lately, but was putting off getting it looked at. Yeah, I know, dumb move.

Anyhow, the only damage from the wipe out was two tires. Since that was way under the $1000 needed to report an accident. So YAY. Of course, that means no serious looking into what caused the accident. We will never know exactly what happened. But since no one was hurt and we still have a car, it really doesn't matter.

Myr is much better today than she was yesterday. She did drive us to the movie theatre on Thursday, so that horse has been rode. She is also dealing with what might have happened very well, although she did say to me "You are being awfully nice to me considering I almost killed you and Dad." I told her that that type of thing is true, but that it didn't bear thinking too much about.

In any case, life isn't bad, despite the cost of repairs. (OK, I really want to whine about the cost of the repairs and the fact that I really can't afford them. But I will just leave it at that.) The biggest drawback to all of this was that we didn't get to visit [livejournal.com profile] finabair. *pout*
partly: (Mask)
Lovely quote that Myr is putting on the back of her art sketch book --

Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heart-ache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, to discover what is already there.

Henry Miller

Must. Brag.

Jun. 5th, 2008 02:52 pm
partly: (Myria)
It's the end of the school year and Myr is finishing up classes. She has gotten back most of her work and her research paper (on the Triangle Shirtwaist fire) from English was graded and handed back.

She recieved 280 points out of a possible 280. WOOT! Even more impressive was the comment put on the top: This was signularly the best research paper from a high school student that I've ever read. You have a graceful and intriguing writing style.

Oh, yeah. She is good.
partly: (Battle)
Myria has been working on fantasy costume for quite a while. We've been picking up bits and pieces of it at different cons we go to -- a cloak here, accessories there. She has a good idea of the type of blouse she wants (something loose with puffy sleeves, maybe pirate-y) and she'd like a nice bodice or (comfortable) corset type thing.

She wasn't thrilled about wearing a skirt, but she didn't think that pants would exactly work. Then we went to see Prince Caspian and she decided that the skirt/pants outfit that Lucy wore would be perfect for what she wanted. She actually totally loved Susan's outfit, too.

Are there any good places to look for good pictures of the outfits? Or know where I could get patterns like (or similar to) the Narnia outfits?

Thanks!
partly: (Shut up)
1. Wait for daughter to be off of all allergy/asthma meds.
2. Let 10 days pass.
3. Arrange to move lots of boxes and shelving in very dusty basement.
4. Sit back and watch itching and sneezing!

Actually, Myr is going in tomorrow to be officially tested for allergies and asthma. She needed to be off all antihistamines 10 days prior to test and all other allergy inhibitors for 3 days prior to test. She could still use an inhaler if she needed, but that was also discouraged. If she developed hives or if she couldn't breathe she could medicate as needed, but she was supposed to stay away from it if possible.

Tonight we had to go over and help my mom clean out her basement. This was a spur-of-the-moment thing. They are having their basement waterproofed and needed to get everything away from the east side wall and half way along the north and south walls. Now my folks basement if finished but not FINISHED -- as in it's got cement floor and my mom's sewing stuff is down the along with the washing machines. My dad has his reloading bench and sundry outdoor stuff. It's not finished to the point of being "rooms". They do have a "root cellar" -- a homemade walled off area that we store all our canned goods and potatoes and onions and the like. They also store lots of stuff. Some theirs, some ours, because we have no storage.

We ended up moving all that stuff to various parts of the basement. There was much dust. There was much physical exertion. There was some dismantling of shelves and hauling of heavy shelves. It was hot and stuffy.

Myr did great. She sneezed and wheezed and coughed. But now we got home and she showered and is good.

She still thinks it was a mean mom trick, though.
partly: (Myria)
Back here I shared that Myr made it to state for Forensics. (I should probably explain that, especially in a North American competitive environment, forensics is the art and science of public speaking and has nothing to do with Crime Scene Investigation. It includes everything from reading prose or poetry to giving a speech to debate to radio acting.)

The event was held Friday and Saturday in Madison and Myr was scheduled at 7 pm on Friday in the lovely Education Hall, halfway up Bascom Hill on the UW campus. Bascom Hill is beautiful no matter what time of year it is, but the cool rain/mist that was happening last Friday reminded me the of Halloweens that my friends and I spent running around campus -- in costume and having fun. There are pictures from that time; I will have to dig them up.

She got the day off of school; traveling down with the team in the morning and spending the day around Madison. I had to work until 4:30, and then planned on driving down to see if I could watch her. It was unlikely I'd make it as I tend to be conservative when I drive and the 150 mile trip usually takes 2 1/2 to 3 hours, counting the time needed to drive through Madison.

However, just to prove that I'm a conservative driver by nature and not necessity, I made it down in just over two hours )

I trudge up Bascom Hill and get to her room in the Hall just in time to hear her give the last two minutes of her piece (through the door, as I'm not stupid enough to interrupt a forensics meet). It's not what I wanted, but after spending 30 minutes just trying to park in that nightmare, I would take what I could get.

It was worth it though. She earned 24 out of 25 points. That netted her a Silver Medal. YAY!Myr! It also earned her a letter in Forensic! WooHoo!Myr! (For those of you unfamiliar with letters and letterman jackets, Wiki explains all).Believe it or not, I continue... )

It’s odd how much pleasure and satisfaction I get out of my daughter’s achievements. It’s amazing to know that, despite all my limitations and foolish mistakes in being a person and a parent, she is becoming her own person, a person that I find very interesting and would be glad to have as a friend. That has to be the very coolest thing about being a parent.
partly: (*glee*)
Myria did her first freshman paper, on the Triangle Shirtwaist fire in New York. She worked really hard on it and it's a terrific paper. I'm not putting it here because I expect you to read it, but it is interesting and a great bit of history. Of course, it may just be a mom thing...

Triangle: The Fire of Change )
partly: (Myria)
Myr had her district Forensics meet today. I was worried she wouldn't make it because the flu has decided to make itself at home in my house. I kept her home from school on Friday because I knew that she would hate missing the Forensics meet. It was the right decision despite her insistence that she could have made it. She probably could have, but the kid is way too tough for her own good and "making it" isn't a good choice.

Anyhow, she was feeling good today and did well at the meet. She scored well enough to move onto state, which is next month. So, YAY MYR!

Currently we are taking turns watching Firefly (which we have seen before) and Brisco County, Jr. (which we just got). In between, we take long breaks and Myr works on her English paper. She's writing on the Triangle Shirtwaist Fire in 1911. It's her first true research paper and the teacher is having them do all the bells and whistles -- from using non-internet sources to organizing their points on index cards to do several drafts that will be peer-critiqued. The best part of it is how enthusiastic Myr is about the subject and paper. I love how she stops every so often to read me a good quote or a tragic snippet. I love how she's debating the structure of her paper and whether or not all the subtopics she's chosen are really relevant to her thesis -- or if she should modify her thesis now that she's discovered more about the Fire.

Mostly I love that she really, really wants to do the paper well and that she is truly interested in the subject -- going so far as to completely reading the books she checked out.

She just loves to learn new things.

Yay, Myr!

Feb. 21st, 2008 06:20 pm
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This past Saturday was the Speaking and Puppetry Contest for 4H. Myr did her reading that she's doing for forensics called Dragons and Dining.

She did very well. As part of the fair, she earned a Blue Ribbon. Even better she was awarded "Best in Show"! Life is good.

Here is a video of her performance. It was taken with Myr's little digital camera so it's not the greatest copy but, as fate would have it, the official tape cut out 3/4 the way through her performance. Oh well, I'm sure I can tape her when she does it again, but I thought I'd share it now, anyhow. (I'll warn you, it's about 7 minutes long).

partly: (Myria)
Myr was sick Monday. Sick enough that even she didn't want to go. She was running a 101 fever so I was glad of this. I took off most of the day to take care of her, mostly because I could.

Today she was better; her fever hovered under 100. She told me the night before "I am going to school. I have to practice for forensics or I won't get in!". Fortunately for me, school was cancelled due to evil weather.

She packed everything up tonight and made her plans to get all her homework --- see, she is supposed to go on an Accelerated Art overnight to the School Forest Thursday and Friday. She told me. "I'm only going to be in school one day this week!".

Well, no, she isn't. They already cancelled school for tomorrow. See it's -5 and falling outside. Which isn't too bad until you factor in 40+ MPH winds. That makes is -50 when it gusts, which is most of the time.

She now fretted that they won't go to the School Forest, that it will be postponed.

Of course, if it is, that means on Friday rather than go to school, she can go up to Tomahawk for a training session for Teen Court....

Last semester she had 14 day of "absent". All but one were school related.
partly: (Myria)
Sitting in the living room watching music videos and chatting about nothing, Myr says to me:

"You know what I've decided, Mom? The summer after I graduate (that's over three years away, mind) I'm going to take a two week trip by myself. I don't know where I'm going to go, but I'll camp. I'll take Papa's bike -- the little one -- and just head out."

She pauses a moment and says, "That sounds good doesn't it?"

Let me think: my 18-year-old daughter, on her own, on a red Honda 250, spending two weeks somewhere in the country, alone. I so don't think so.

I say: "Sounds great, honey. A trip to remember."

Gads. This mom stuff sucks.
partly: (Bliss)
[livejournal.com profile] finabair: You made Myr cry. I hope you're happy.

...

She vowed she wasn't going to read the second book right away, only she wanted to start it and "There was no good place to stop!" and now... now she is sad. And she's almost finished with the book.

I think it is safe to say that we will need to get the third one very soon. And that she is very in love with the series. I think she said -- "It's Perfect". Heh.
partly: (Home)
It's just Myr and I today, as Wil has a Redemption tournament and then works late tonight. I have big plans for the day.

  • Sleep in late.
  • Get up slowly and bum around the house for a bit.
  • Go to coffee shop.
  • Drink coffee and eat a breakfast sandwich for lunch. Write/work on computer and chat with Myr until 1:00 or 2:00 (Coffee shop closes at 2 so we will have to leave).
  • Go to the library.
  • Return books, walk the stacks, write/work on the computer and chat with Myr until 4:00 or 5:00 (Library closes at 5:00 so we will have to leave).
  • Go to folks place and eat supper with them. I think they are having chili or potato soup.
  • Head home, do some wash, clean the kitchen and put the chicken in a brine so it can roast tomorrow.
  • Drink some wine, write/work on the computer.


Since it is now almost 1:00, you may be interested in how well my plan is going....

Quite well, actually.

My coffee shop recently added wireless so I get to do some online stuff (like make this post and chat with [livejournal.com profile] finabair). Coffee is $1.75 for unlimited refills of non-specialty coffee so I am well caffeinated. Myr and I have chatted and ate and are having fun. She brought her own laptop and is working on a "sad" Christmas icon that she won't let me see.

The only drawback is that I haven't done any actual writing yet. I still have plans, though. *grin*
partly: (Dayslikethis)
Actually this qualifies as a week like this.

Life is rough all over. )
partly: (*glee*)
Being a Freshman, Myria didn't get a part in the HS play. She almost didn't get to be part of the crew either. But a couple of her friends were on the crew and she finagled her way on to being part of make-up. Which turns out to be a really cool thing since the play they are doing is "Be My Ghost" and they are using latex to make everyone up to look like ghosts and zombies. The first dress rehearsal didn't go so well with one of the girls Myr is making up complaining that she was made to look to "ugly". Heh. The other two people Myr does up didn't complain and I think (knowing both Myr and this girl, not the one pictured below) that it's mroe of a personality thing. Ah, High School. Gotta love it.

We have two local papers here in town and when the Merrill Courier did a piece on the play, they focused on the backstage and make-up stuff and Myr got into two of the three pictures. So I thought I'd share. You will note that the icon I am using of her is about 10 years old. *grin*


Watch and Learn Watch and Learn
Making a Ghost Making a Ghost

partly: (Myria)
Myria is in band and this year they are taking a trip out to DC. The school is doing some fundraising to help with the expense of the trip and 40% of everything sold goes directly to off-set Myria's upfront cost.

The fundraiser is magazine sales/renewals through QSP/Readers Digest. If you are interested in getting a magazine or renewing the one you have, perhaps you will consider doing it through Myria.

Once you are at the site, click on the "Shop Now" button. On the next page put in "425001635" as the School/Organization # (that would be Merrill HS, WI). As you check out, on the page after putting in your shipping address, be sure to put in Myria Kludy as the student and Mr. Schram as the classroom.

Thanks for thinking about us! And don't worry if you don't order any magazines, I'm just putting this out there.
partly: (Home)
I'm alone in the front room while Myr and Wil are watching TV in the living room. I'm working on the curling webpage, drinking wine and re-watching CSI:NY. This makes me agreeably mellow.

What makes me smile is the overheard bits of conversation that I hear from Myr and Wil as they watch some DS9. Myr hasn't seen any of the eps before and she is guessing what may happen next or dissecting character interactions. Wil provides some answers but mostly lets her just talk and watch.

I love it when the two of them do things like that. When they talk about art or school or anything. There is a relationship there. It's not fully formed yet, after all she's only 14 and has a lot of growing up to do. But there is an inherent respect between them and an understanding of who each of them is on a level that is different than just father/daughter.

I know that it will change and grow and, like all relationships, be a living thing, but they have a very nice foundation of trust and acceptance going. Right now, it's wonderful.

Life is good.
partly: (Myria)
Today was Myr's first, true day of high school. Tonight she told me:

We had to share something unusual about our selves today. So I told them that I could skin an animal. I wanted to shock them. They all went "Eww".

Then she grins and says:

It worked. I have such power. Of course, that was a no-brainer.

Gads, I love that girl.
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Myr has decided to enter a couple of photos in the County Fair this year.

Pet picture:


She didn't like any of the ones she took of the dog, so she went with the fish. It's an interesting picture.

Water Picture:


I totally love this picture. Can't tell you why. But I end up just staring at it. I'm glad she chose this one.

Flowers:


She can only have one of these two. I don't know which I like best, but she has until Wed. to decide.

She also has three 3-D art pieces that I don't have pics of (yet). A paper mache cow, a clay cup and a sculpture that she hasn't finished yet. *grin* I will post them when I get them.
partly: (*glee*)

Myr Bread
Myr Bread
Bread that Myria made



This is the bread the Myria made for us today. It looks wonderful and tastes even better. The recipe is the same one that my mother taught me and she got from her mother and her, from hers. Myr is the for sure the fifth generation making this recipe, possibly more. It has only six ingredients and we can make several different size batches from two to six loaves. Myr usually makes four.

It's closest comparison would be a French bread, but it's not as hard. It's not sweet because the 1/4 cup sugar Myr puts in is twice as much as she really needs. This is her second batch this week because she wants to practice. She tried to make some for Grandma and Grandpa in Madison and it didn't turn out (she put the air hole in after the last raise rather than before).

Next time, it will be perfect. And she does it all without a recipe now, so she will really rock.
partly: (Myria)
Myria is taking a wheel pottery class at the UW this week. When I talked to her today she said that the piece she made was "not good, but not that bad". In Myr talk that must mean that the piece was pretty darn nice.

Here's the picture of it that she sent me:



See, pretty darn nice.

I love the kid. She did it on the kick wheel, too. I sense an expensive purchace in my future.

Yay Myr!

Jun. 6th, 2007 11:07 pm
partly: (Myria)
Myria received an Academic Gold Medal today for earning a 4.0 GPA for the school year. She worked damn hard to get that 4.0. She's a smart kid but she's not "brilliant". She knows a great many kids who "get" things a lot faster than she does.

I told her she shouldn't worry about getting that in High School. All she has to do is her best and if that's not an A, so be it.

My cousin, D, teaches in the High School and he says that getting a 4.0 is wonderful and all, but that most kids who get it don't have to work for it. In the end, it's better to learn how to work, how to learn, so that when things get tough they have the skills and know-how to deal with it.

Myria knows how to work. She also knows how to worry and that tends to stress her way to much. Of course, learning to deal with stress is a good life skill, too. I just hope we figure out how to do that before she freaks out too much.

The best part: She pulled that 4.0 GPA while taking a High School level algebra class. That's a nice way to start out your H.S. transcript.

Yay! Myr!
partly: (*glee*)
The most happy of birthdays to my favorite kid in the whole world: [livejournal.com profile] twilight11.

Congrats on being 14!

You were a wonderful kid and you are going to be an equally wonderful young-adult. Thanks for sharing your life with me.

Love,

Mom

(PS. I may get an updated pic for an icon, if you allow me).
partly: (Myria)
Myr has had her [livejournal.com profile] twilight11 LJ for a while. She hasn't posted much.

But she was home early after school today and after reading an article in Time magazine about Albert Einstein and his views on religion, she felt compelled to post something.

Isn't that what all 8th graders do when they get home after school? Read Time magazine and philosophize about their spiritual beliefs?

I love this girl.

She did a great job. You can read it here. There are a few spelling and formatting problems, but she did well, really.

She, of course, is sure it's nonsense, but I'm thrilled that she's thinking about this stuff and can articulate those thoughts.
partly: (Myria)
Myr is applying for the Missoula Children's Theatre and she needed two letters of recommendation. Being a proud parent, I need to share. I know that, being letters of recommendation they have to say nice things, but they still are very cool.

From the youth pastor at church:
I am very excited to write this letter of recommendation for Myria Kuldy regarding a two week acting camp sponsored by the Missoula Children's Theatre. Myria has been an active young lady in the life of the church. OVer the past few years, she has been involved in leading youth services and taking major roles in skits. I believe she is gifted in the area of acting and excels in most everything she does.

Myria is a pleasant young woman and I am happy that I could write this letter of recommendation for her.

From the drama coach in the Middle School:
I would like to recommend Myria Kludy for your summer Drama Camp. I have been the Middle School Drama Director for the past two years, and Myria has participated in both productions. One year, she had a major narrative part and was on stage during the entire production. Another year she was chosen for a singing part in a musical. Myria is an extra effort student who always gives 100%. She is the type of person who you can ask to do ANYTHING and you can rest assured she will follow-through with flying colors. She is very coachable and takes advice to heart. You rarely need to repeat directions of any sort twice.... she "gets it" the first time you say something. She is bright, imaginative and theatrical! You will enjoy working with her!

I lied...

Apr. 4th, 2007 08:45 pm
partly: (*glee*)
I am watching due South with Myr. We are laughing at the same places. We make the same comments at the same place at the same times.

This feels damn good.
partly: (Perk)
Myr has to make a 3d architecture structure in art and she was looking for a model. She was thinking about a castle and looked at the Japanese variety because that would be something different. Then she thought that she may do the Crooked House from the nursery rhyme "The was a crooked man who walked a crooked mile...".

She googled "crooked house" and found this picture.

She IMs me the the link, then writes: I guess that the picture above is FW: The Coolest Pub... bet you it looks straight when you are drunk.

Hee. Love that girl.
partly: (Be Evil)
Look at the wonderful icon that Myria gave me! I love the saying and have said that I want to make an icon.

Isn't she wonderful!
partly: (Myria)
Well, not me, but Myr.

We had a nice dinner, a pleasant presentation and Myr won $50.00 for the Stock Market Game. Top prize was a cool hundred, but she had to split with her partner. S is a wonderful kid, so all is good with that.

They have plans to take part in the spring contest, too. They have their sights on winning state, which would net them a trip to NYC. I don't see that happening. They won with slow and steady investment. They bought a good deal and stuck with it. If they would have went for the riskier stocks, they could have made more, faster, but that is very, very tricky. You rely on a lot more hands on manipulation and luck than anything else.

It will be fun to see what they can do, though. As S said, Myr is a worrywart and that helps with stock market stuff. I think she'd hate to lose, and that will hold her back from taking those really big risks. That' s not a bad thing, but it may not get the win on a game like this.
partly: (Default)
Today, as Myr is getting ready for her "Math Counts" quiz-bowl thing, we are half listening to the television. An ad comes on advertising some wrinkle cream and the women on the ad says that life is unfair because she has gotten some wrinkles.

Myr goes: There are a lot more things unfair than that. What about children starving while we live in the lap of luxury. That seems a lot more unfair than having a few wrinkles that just prove we had a good life.

What a kid.

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