Author: slow paseo

Mistle-toes

Walter has requested that we take this Christmas morning to chill while listening to Niall Horan’s latest album. I think he’s a teenager, but since it’s a long shot I feel safe having a crush on him. walter

While it is Christmas and I wouldn’t be at school anyways, I can’t help but think that at this exact moment I would be about half way through 2nd period and probably half way through attempting to calmly tell someone to not hit anyone upside the head on their way back to their seat. Why are they out of their seat in the first place? No idea, come in, try it out, I hear teaching is really easy.

Friday night I enjoyed one of the many lifetime like selections *A Christmas boyfriend/husband/prince/date/marriage/proposal. Can’t recall which one, but obviously they were at a romantic Inn where the hot single inn keeper just hides out waiting for love.

The days are totally blending together already since ‘weekend’ has no meaning to me for the next 2 weeks, but I’ve  done some reading “for fun” and a boozy tea. It’s high tea for wild party animals such as myself.

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Clearly buzzed after one pot of “champagne” tea, but wanted to highlight our Kylie Jenner lip kit lips. While I find that girl absolutely…..?! her stuff works. It stayed on through the whole tea and beyond. Probably made of paint, but whatever. Organic makeup isn’t really my cause right now.

 

Speaking of causes I am fortunate enough to have a family that doesn’t expect or care for material gifts. I wanted to donate this year to some charities/ scholarships/ programs that I enjoy and wanted to show my support for.

  1. The first decision was easy. I have been meaning to donate to this scholarship since Thanksgiving but #funds. As an educator and human I find so many things wrong with lack of access to college because of status or money or both. https://www.gofundme.com/solorio-201718-dream-scholarship
  2. My second cause I had to do a little more research on, but then again Donald Trump often brings to light all that is wrong with his brain so I didn’t have to look far to find the Elephant Crisis Fund. I have always loved elephants and I think for a good 10 years it was probably because in the name game when you have to say another word that starts with the same letter as your name, I would pick elephant. Fast forward through my education and I learn that elephants are intelligent creatures that scientists know quite a bit about. They raise families like we do, they mourn like we do. I would also selfishly like to safari and experience them before it’s too late. https://www.elephantcrisisfund.org/
  3. My final cause is just a podcast that I like in Spanish. I think that if I put it on while I’m making coffee in the morning my Spanish brain will wake up and get smarter through some sort of air osmosis. They do great human interests stories about a wide range of topics and Spanish speaking countries. The last one I listened to about two sisters had me in tears. It is also a branch of NPR which is super white and liberal of me to support and according to them puts me in the ‘aspirational class’ of people that do yoga, shop organic, and read.  http://radioambulante.org/

I had a few other causes in mind like the Kind campaign and planned parenthood but I’ll have to save those for another time (paycheck).

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Just so you don’t think I’m some sort of Christmas angel, I do enjoy material gifts, mainstream culture and more. However, no gift could top what my little bundle of joy Campbell got for me. Thinking about a baby going into a store with a debit card is also an image that I quite enjoy.

 

 

xoxo and felices fiestas to all!

 

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Thirty

I started doing some of my online readings for this class I’m taking called “Motivation Matters” and suddenly I decided to look at Pinterest which led me to a quiz called what kind of tattoo should you get (which I’m not even considering AT ALL).

Watercolor TattooApparently the results are based on the fact that I like beautiful, artistic and unique. So I should get a watercolor tattoo. Gross. Terrible. This all started because I wanted to do laundry and then didn’t have detergent so I’m finding the strength and money to go to the store. Not sure how it always ends up that someone with a decent job and a masters degree experiences a few day every month where their bank account is $43.72.

Turning thirty has changed many things, but not all. For example, the money thing is exactly like college. The going out part is the exact opposite, and now I look for reasons to not go out. I’m glad that I don’t have a child, but it sure would be a great scapegoat to not attend certain events. I am beyond content just being an aunt, and I love seeing Campbell every chance that I get.

It will be better when he can take care of his own poop and food though.

campbell-6 months

I only feel thirty if someone asks me how old I am and I have to say out loud “I’m thirty.” That conversation doesn’t come up a lot, or it hasn’t yet. I would prefer if it didn’t. I think I look young, feel young,  and act young (do dumb stuff all the time, can’t even get into it).

bulls game

There I am at the bulls game realizing that all of these ballers that have established lives and more money than I will ever know, are literally an entire decade younger than me.

While I behaved the weekend of my actual birthday, the weekend before I spent Sunday accomplishing nothing until 4pm when I went to the gym and sweated out tequila shots. So fine, I went to the gym. That’s the big 3-0 I guess.

My dear friend Maia gave me some pretty yellow flowers and I don’t own a vase. So I used the bottle of rose that we just drank. At what point in your life (or age) do you realize that you should have a vase? Is everyone else getting flowers with such frequency that they go to the store and think, better get a vase. How do I get to that level?

No complaints though. I got to have one of the best meals of my life, see my family and friends and wear a low cut super short velvet dress. Thirty.

I also get to kick off my Thanksgiving break with the anxiety of having my formal observation next week. Every year I try to go into it knowing that I’m doing a good job so it doesn’t matter that I can’t control what 28 teenagers may do or say in that 50 minute period…but that’s “my job” I guess. Don’t make robots, but also sort of make robots.

GIRLBOSS QUOTE: There is only one way to avoid criticism: do nothing, say nothing and be nothing. -Aristotle

xoxo

Will probably google new jobs for a few hours now as another great use of my time.

Illuminating

I’m really bad at questioning. I have always felt that in a science-y way, it was best to accept the mysteries of the universe. That feeling comes from a Disney channel original movie that I saw long ago about a girl maybe being a mermaid. Unclear, but probably best for me to move forward.

This feeling to move on was most recently inspired by some street art that I zoomed past on the bus.  If you’re in Chicago and on Chicago avenue, in that confusing little triangular area where the blue line is and Big Shoulders coffee (which looks like a nice spot) you will see this…

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Would it be better if it weren’t a gold toothed lizard spreading that message? For me, yes. But it really made me think. I still don’t know quite what that thought is, or what I will do with that message inside of me moving forward, but I do find it illuminating.

In other life news, I am taking a mini pause from my double life of being teacher and a beer maid so that I can attempt to be social. As an introvert in a profession where I act extroverted most of the time, I need my weekends to cool off and be away from people, yet I feel pressure to take advantage of that time to have fun, live my best life, etc.

This school year I give myself top marks for effort. I have gone out during the week at least three times, attended PD’s during the week that went late, took a weekend trip to New York and somehow taught the whole next week through, likely wearing the same pair of black pants everyday. Not to mention, working every Saturday (minus two). I’m sorry, but single people have to brag like this because the only other people that care are parents and it’s like yeah that’s nice but also my mom loves home made poorly written poems and misshapen mugs that you can’t grasp, and hold one drop of liquid. #doinggreat

inspiration

Last year It was easy to convince myself that I had become a much better teacher. I’d made it to year three, growing each year with experience and reflecting upon my observers critiques and feedback. It was super easy to get a big head when I taught honors kids. You say read, and they start reading? Wildly different things are happening in regulars, and it is teaching me how to be a better teacher and how to make them better learners.  It is essential to me that they actually learn things and not just rest upon their laurels; in the process of being discovered.

Another fabulous Angela Ritchie ACE camp -- I did an ACE camp in Sweden with Camilla Engman in 2011 and it was life-changing.  Martha Rich | Be Your Own Authentic Artist | New Orleans, Louisiana | September 4-8, 2014 — ace camps

I hoarded all of their work from Quarter 1 for three reasons. One, so that they couldn’t throw it away. Two, so that they couldn’t compare their grade to the person next to them. I guess the culminating reason that I didn’t think of initially was so that they could create “portfolios” which by definition is a whole other thing that requires much more work than what I’m doing. Basically they picked two things that they were proud of or perhaps disappointed by, and then tucked them into their little barf green folder until Q2.

I asked them, what does this show you about yourself as a learner. Why did you pick the things that you did? Who were you Q1?

a lazy person

I don’t know if that will change who they are moving forward, but they were quite honest.  As an adult I have gone through a lot of life experiences and milestones, but ultimately haven’t changed, so I really don’t have any answers.

aliceI posted this on my Facebook 5 years ago today to represent that I wasn’t sure where I was going with my life or what I was doing. Now I still have a lot of questions about what happens next. I certainly didn’t see myself where I am now. That god damn cat could just give me some clues.

rachel-wedding

What I want to know about this photo is, if I’m not looking at the happy couple kissing, where am I looking and why? Blissfully unaware….

Also this entire post would lead you to believe that I exclusively wear flower crowns to special events, or even on a daily basis. If only.

it happens everyday.

Deep thoughts,

xoxo

 

Yes!

I just walked home from work, and it took me back to those feels that I had in July and August, seeing people sitting out on patios, sweat on the glass, laughing, holding hands, the good stuff. The stuff that makes me think, why did I already smash my jorts into the summer is gone bin? To make room for “professional” clothing probably…

So. School started. The first week was a blur, but then part of my car got stolen so I woke up from the haze of memorizing 130 names give or take.  It made for an interesting week but I am #blessed that a really kind colleague was able to chauffeur me around and remind me to take advantage of good Alliance coffee.

There were all of the usual hiccups that go along with remembering how to teach and use school technology and what not, but I’m trying to improve each year in remembering that work is work… but going home when it’s light out, going out to eat, working out, having friends, those are real life. Could I be working right now? Yes. Should I be? Actually, also yes, but that’s a bad example.

Aside from having no car, and then getting a rental that was actually meant for an NFL player and his family, there were other low points in my week that somehow my friends resolved instantly. They truly came to my rescue with a phone call, a text, a “want to go to riot fest Sunday even though it’s not the best idea?” and immediately after that a “want to go to New York this random weekend” and the ever popular, “want to drink all of this wine?”

YES. YES. YES. What am I even doing if I’m not taking advantage of this moment in my life… besides working and then ultimately getting criticized and having nothing go as planned?  Might as well just load up on the espresso.

Believe it or not, a lot of babies come to the brewery. It’s cute and their families are cute, and I like babies now that I know one (Campbell- hey!) But I also think about how they have to go home and keep hanging out with their baby nonstop for the rest of their lives. No babies here. No dogs, not even a plant needs anything from me. Not even a cactus, because those have died under my care.

Maybe my moment is way longer than I think, and I might have the rest of my life to “do me” but just in case, I’m doing it now, making up for that lost year.

If my summer of Emma was any indication, I think I can consider this second half of 29 one of my better years of life.  Unfortunately I didn’t photograph a lot of the cool fun things that I did, but they are in my memories for sure and I’m really happy about that.

soho

rachel

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xoxo from me in the future when I have a cute vespa that I can drive in heels.

Dear Future me

I came across the site futureme.org when I was teaching English in Spain because I thought it would be a fun final activity. What I should have done was start with it so that the students could receive their e-mail at the end and laugh or say “wow” or whatever. Basically you compose an e-mail to yourself and send it to the “future” and it has to be at least 6 months into the future (I think). I’ve done it a handful of times now and it’s always a nice little surprise in my inbox. Especially nice to have a break from unsubscribing from Banana Republic and UDems, which I wasn’t even really in, but now I’m permanently on their mailing list. DEM4LYFE.

I just wanted to share 99% of what I wrote. I only changed one percent to just take out a name and like one other touchy thing…

Dear FutureMe,
Hey, you just got a letter today from March- talking about breaking up….living at home…all of the very difficult times you went through last year. Right now there is a light at the end of the tunnel in ALL senses of that phrase.
1. Surgery is done and recovery is going well. Aside from having numb chin and lips, can’t complain. Hopefully when you read this you are like wtf, I can feel everything on my face yay.
2. Braces for only 3-4 more months (maybe less?!?!) Last time I had an appointment he said around 3 months, but again that was 6 weeks ago. I have one Jan 5th and I hope he can give me more of an idea of that date. PLZZZ BE SOON!
3. Moving to wicker park! I’m so excited. It’s taken me literally an entire year to get to this point. I stayed after the break up and then I just kept staying during my surgery. Now I can finally be independent as fuck. yes. yes yes.
4. Teaching is great this year. Not getting observed has really calmed me down a LOT. I also have pretty nice classes and I’m not completely clueless about what I’m doing. Thank goodness.
I can also see myself staying …… longer than I originally anticipated. I thought I’d do my 4 years and be so ready to fly out of here but the more time passes by it seems pretty easy to just stay a little longer. Get my loans forgiven. Do a really good job. I think I will move on eventually, but closer to year 10 than year 5? We shall see future me.
5. Hope you’re still eating healthy as fuck. I’m having a smoothie right now that’s like fruits protein powder, flax etc…all that good stuff. Keep it up.
Wonder if you’re still single? Obviously haven’t talked to any boys  since…… so that’s a pretty long dry spell. You are so ready to get out there if you aren’t already. Go on a date with like literally anyone. Why not. A bartender, a clown, a baker, just not a bum or a jerk lord.
All right I came to school to grade. You are on summer break now you lucky betch. Hope you’re enjoying it!

 

 

So man that last paragraph had me in tears. Just not a jerk lord. Those are my standards. And yes, I decided to eat healthy AF this morning so I’m having yogurt with berries. Thanks past me for that reminder.

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In the meantime….

xoxo