Job Comes to a Close

Scored standardized tests
replaced grant money we lost
no lend to repay

 

At the start of the year, we learned Rachael did not qualify for grant money from FAFSA that she was given her first year at ASU. I also saw an article about a work at home job, remote reader for standardized tests. Well over 20 years ago I received a BS in English Secondary Education and it’s been collecting dust. So I whipped up a resume. I haven’t worked a “real” job in almost 20 years either so I asked a couple friends to be personal references and then what do you know? I qualified for the work. It was nice to be able to earn some money from home. Especially when I cannot drive. I did not have to worry about how to commute to and from.

Tuesday as Gretchen started her new adventure at EMCC, Mom wrapped up her own and did well as I earned more money than was given to Rachael in last year’s grant. We are hoping to be able to finance Rachael’s four year degree so she doesn’t have to graduate in debt. Both my parents and Shawn’s parents paid for our undergrad degrees and it’s great not having to worry about student loans when you graduate. Of course Rachael is doing her part earning her AA while she was still in high school and keeping up her GPA to earn the top academic scholarship from ASU.

Meanwhile even though I only worked for a little over two months it feels strange not to log in and read papers. I got an email from my company this morning thanking all of us for our hard work. Qualified readers will get an email at the end of this year to score for the Spring 2018 test period. I’ll definitely sign up again. It was nice to bring in a little extra money.

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Jingle Bells

So back in August I wrote about taking out Grandpa’s guitar because Gretchen was taking guitar at school. And of course I got a picture of our vintage Martin with Rachael as Gretchen avoids the camera. This past weekend, I was actually able to record Gretchen playing the guitar. I told her it would be nice if Grandpa could see his guitar was being played again. She actually let me take video. But it’s only suppose to be seen by Grandpa.

Sure… whatever makes you happy.

I better not see
this on Facebook or Youtube
Daughter unaware

The #haikuchallenge word on twitter is unaware today. Everyone keep my secret.
Merry Christmas!

Vote for Rachael

Read Rachael’s message
help her make a difference
every vote counts

Rachael is on the DR.Pepper Tuition Giveaway. Veterinary school is pretty expensive. She has wanted to be a vet since grammar school. She is really doing well in her first semester at ASU still striving towards her goal. I am one proud mom. Please go read her page and vote for her – THANKS!

Follow Her on Twitter

This summer I haven’t written very much. The other day I wrote a haiku for the #haikuchallenge

Whole in attendance
Phone calls are inaccurate
Cannot seem to fix

As part of journalism class, Gretchen has had to open a twitter account @GsKing_owlfeed. She noticed my haiku the other day. Mom, you said I had a whole in attendance. Yes, kiddo, whole as intact. Somehow I got two phone calls last week stating she missed her first class on two separate days. Both teachers know she was in class, but somehow the attendance system has her marked unexcused absence. We’re working on fixing it, never thought it would be this difficult. The attendance officers seem to be unreachable. Speaking of never – today’s #haikuchallenge word.

Daughter reads haiku
does not like whole attendance
never been absent

On the plus side, no phone call last night. Yay! My daughter was in school. She let me read her first article for the newspaper. Mom was impressed. She is the editor for her section. Articles are due tomorrow, but she needs to edit them first. No one else has given her their piece. I told her, Next time make the due date earlier then it needs to be into the teacher. It’s all a learning curve.

Honda Fit or Clown Car

So over on Facebook, they show your On this day memories. Well last year, I wrote about Rachael’s first solo drive. This morning six friends stuffed into the car for the drive to ASU.

Carpool to school grows
Students pack in like sardines
Monday morning blues

The #haikuchallenge word today was blue. Not sure if they’d be blue due to the first day of the week or from the lack of breathing room.

Grandpa’s Guitar

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Grandpa Heintz and Rachael EMCC graduation

A long time ago, when we moved to Arizona my dad’s Martin guitar was included in the items we drove across the country. When I was in junior high, I took private lessons on the guitar and kinda inherited it. My husband has a Gibson Les Paul and a Fender. Every once in a while, we pull out the guitars to strum. Both girls always enjoyed tinkering on them.

Something I did not realize until we did high school registration for Gretchen at the end of July. She signed up to take guitar lessons this year. When Grandpa was here in May for Rachael’s graduations, he asked if we still had his guitar. Yes, though we don’t pull it out often. Well last week it was pulled out, because Gretchen needs to practice. They will be having a recital in December.

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Rachael dusting off guitar

No I don’t have a picture of Gretchen with the guitar. She is very good at avoiding the camera lens. After her first day of school on August 9th, I did sneak a picture of her as she fell asleep on the couch, being sophomoric is hard. 😉 Shhh… she hasn’t noticed I posted the photo to Facebook nor my little tease. But I have every right after she decided to bite her thumb at me her freshman year (side effect of reading Romeo and Juliet). For those who would actually like to see a picture of a smiling Gretchen – First Day of School.

Guitar lessons on
Grandpa’s classic Martin gives
Unique peek to past

Double Dactyl

Blankety Blankety
Veronica Hosking
Stressing on writing form
Double dactyl

Stretching her lexicon
Ubiquitously
Finding six syllable
Words to tractile

Hello everyone! Welcome to May. I survived #napowrimo writing more than 30 poems. This month is going to be a busy one for the Hosking family. On Friday May 6th, First Friday, my husband will have a photo on exhibit at the 9 gallery. He dropped it off yesterday and I texted him, I want seafood. He replied, I’ll see what I can do. I sent him a link to the Angry Crab Shack and the address of the Goodyear restaurant, thinking we could go for Mother’s day. A while later I get, What do you want? Seafood market prices it’s not going to be cheap. I know a bag of shrimp set me back $13. You’re there now? I LOVE you. Yes, he brought me home a bag of steamed shrimp and we shared it last night.

On May 12th, Rachael will be graduating from EMCC and then on the 18th, she graduates from AAEC. We have family coming from out of town. I spent a good portion of yesterday cleaning my bedroom. We have the dry wall repaired and Shawn moved the furniture back. He declined Parker and Sons doing the painting with our unique color scheme, they’d have to paint the whole bedroom. Mind you they would take care of moving furniture and such. But Shawn has so many knick knacks and trinkets decorating the room, he doesn’t want others moving everything. In the search of all my star trek books, I cleaned out under the bed. Oy vey, I don’t think Parker and Sons knew what they would have signed up for – dust bunnies were vanquished yesterday though. The company is supplying the paint for Shawn to repaint our bedroom though. Just sent in the color choice yesterday.

May 20th is Rachael’s 18th birthday and freshman orientation at ASU. Then May 28th is her graduations/birthday party at Nonnie’s house. If you don’t see many new posts from me this month, you know why.

NaPoWriMo 2016 Day 28

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Gretchen had to write about a national day

A Snippet of April

curl up in bed
brush teeth
put on pjs
watch TV
load the dishwasher
put away dinner
eat chicken salad
sauté chicken
cut up onions
chop and wash lettuce
send haiku text
cancel poetry
in April impossible
haiku are catching
weak minded controlled
by force – you don’t want to eat
pizza rolls for lunch
Noooo…
too late
in this one
the force is not strong
why did I get out of bed
roll over
turn alarm off

NaPoWriMo Prompt – Today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that tells a story. But here’s the twist – the story should be told backwards. The first line should say what happened last, and work its way through the past until you get to the beginning. Now, the story doesn’t have to be complicated (it’s probably better if it isn’t)!

This is a snippet of my day yesterday. Yes, I am still texting haiku to Gretchen. I put pizza rolls in her lunch yesterday and I was thinking about Star Wars while we were texting during her lunch. I sent the haiku, but apparently the pizza rolls were already devoured. Then she sent me a photo of her assignment in creative writing. They had to write about a day celebrating something. FYI – the first Saturday in May is national naked gardening day. Of course my daughter decided to go with an entire non poetry month. I don’t think so, chickie. 😉

NaPoWriMo 2016 Day 15

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Rachael at 4 paws

A Place for Hope

Stuck at halfway point, I sit in kitchen
contemplating poetry, my phone rings distracting me
daughter calls for help mother pulled in two

NaPoWriMo Prompt – Because today marks the halfway point in our 30-day sprint, today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates the idea of doubles. You could incorporate doubling into the form, for example, by writing a poem in couplets. Or you could make doubles the theme of the poem, by writing, for example, about mirrors or twins, or simply things that come in pairs. Or you could double your doublings by incorporating things-that-come-in-twos into both your subject and form. Happy writing!

Today is a big day. Rachael is giving her senior project presentation right as I’m typing this. Good Luck Kiddo! And meanwhile, Mom is pilfering her title. Yes, A Place for Hope is the title of the project. Rachael volunteered at a cat shelter. Their senior projects had to be something that helped the community. Rachael has to tell a panel of teachers this morning how cat shelters help the community and she has a powerpoint presentation for it. But the wi-fi is acting up and her google docs wouldn’t load so she wanted me to email her the presentation. I think everything is copacetic now. Talk about being pulled in two as I was trying to come up with a poem dealing with doubles. This is another cleave poem – two separate poems make a whole third poem. The two poems alone are kinda senryu.

This just in – They LIKED it!

Peter Pan Envy

This is the first article I wrote that was accepted on ritro.com. Note – At Rachael’s first parent/teacher conference, her kindergarten teacher said for the first two weeks of school your daughter would only answer to Peter Pan. LOL! Mom saw nothing wrong with this. Last night Rachael told me their prom theme this year is Neverland. 😉 It couldn’t be more appropriate.

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Rachael Cap & Gown Duke Photography

Have you ever suffered from Peter Pan envy? There are times in our lives when it is a lot easier to say, “I don’t want to grow up”, than it is to face change. Who doesn’t, from time to time, reminisce about their childhood and the adventure your life would take?

It seems as if life is simpler to a child. All one needs is faith, trust, and of course pixie dust and anything is possible. Your wildest dreams can take flight. But as one grows up, faith begins to wobble; trust is hard won; and let’s face it who really believes in fairies? It’s impossible to fly!

Once you stop and think about it, however, Peter Pan envy is a healthy way to deal with change and growing old. I know what you are saying, “What? Is she crazy!” But think back to when you were a child and think about all the dreams you had for when you grew up. Now, what happened to those dreams?

Most of us upon reaching adulthood put our childhood dreams aside. Reality takes a huge bite out of our imagination and as our innocence fades with age so do our dreams. All I’m saying is don’t let this happen, because dreams are what make us who we are. Once we put our childhood dreams aside, our lives become uninspiring. If there is no inspiration to guide us down our path in life, how do we remain equipped to handle all of life’s obstacles?

This May, my daughter will be turning 5 years old. This is a big change in her life. Next year she will be starting kindergarten, or as she puts it, “Big kid’s school”. Luckily she still has the imagination of a child to help her handle this transition. Think back to when you started school; did it make you feel grown up, as if you were leaving childhood behind?

I tell my daughter quite often she needs to stop growing up, and she always laughs. “You can’t stop growing, Mommy. Everyone does” is her reply. Okay, you can’t stop growing unlike Peter Pan. But why is it we believe once we’re grown up we have to give up on our dreams?

Are you thinking about how you felt upon starting school? Now think about the aspirations you had for yourself then. Have you accomplished any of them? If not, maybe it is time you took a lesson from Peter Pan. It is a good way to help conquer your fears. Children believe they can do anything. They don’t have any fear of consequences holding them back.

May is an excellent month to change your life. Spring is in the air. Flowers are blooming, and all around us the earth is renewing itself. There is no better time then the present to change your life. Remember your childhood dreams and make them a reality. Forget about the consequences and do what your heart tells you. Nothing can hold you back if you believe in yourself.

Think like Peter Pan and fly!