A Twist of Things to Come

I'm not using Write or Die at the moment. (I nearly had a cow last Friday when I accidentally hit DONE when I meant PAUSE and the undo didn't work. I saved my words, but it was still scary.) I have reached another plot situation that I wasn't sure how to handle. So far I've gotten around it by writing on other threads. It's nothing I can't fix in the re-write, even so.

It's not a plot snarl, just a fuzzy place in my general timeline where I was never sure what should happen and had hoped something would occur to me. Oh well, here's the total so far:



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In other news, the switch to generic Synthroid is not going well. I want to sleep all the time and have no energy. It wasn't a decision I made out of financial considerations, because the difference isn't much. It's just that's what the pharmacy gave me and I didn't bother fussing about it. That was last month, and since I had plenty of energy and felt fine after one month, I figured I could just keep going with the generic. But this month I'm really not doing well. Guess I've learned my lesson.

Ouch.

We went on a field trip to a recording studio called the Music Shed on Euterpe street. (My goodness, how perfect is THAT? I love that New Orleans has streets named after Muses (even though they do not pronounce them correctly, generally speaking), but I especially love that people grok how awesome it is to have a recording studio on a street named after the Muse of music. I mean, that can't have been accidental, could it?)

It was amazing to see the different booths and teh different things they use to finesse the sound. And teh guy who runs it? Very open about how cool it is to do something you love, as well as about all the technical and people skills needed to do what they do.

William spoke up and answered when he asked if anyone knew who had first recorded voices and how. We recently had discussed Thomas Edison, and William duly impressing the unschoolers with his passion for the topic. Of course, he went on to share lots of only semi-relevant bits of minutia whenever possible, but he was certainly engaged.

Afterward, a bunch of us walked to a snow ball stand, but it wasn't open. Then we divided up in three cars at random and drove to two more closed snowball stands. I guess we just picked ones that don't open until April. Finally we all met up in Uptown's single strip mall and had coffee and smoothies. Hence my massive sugar and caffeine headache.

But still. I got to hang with three of my favorite Unschool moms, while our kids had a good time together. It's absolutely crazy how much I love this city, these people.

Oh! And we now have to choose whether to take Chess, German and Piano classes with the group, all for minimal fees, or free. On top of that, an old friend from college contacted me on Facebook, and her oldest son is really into digital animation, using blender. If Robert could get into Blender and take music lessons and language courses and all that stuff... I could home school him and still get him all kinds of cool training he wants.

I'm stunned, actually. So much coolness is being crammed into my life just now. :)