Life, Fannishness, and Thespic Infatuation

In the US, November is National Adoption Awareness Month.

I had no idea. I'm doing some of my required reading, and feeling a wee bit excited about it. I'm also made quite aware of how much I have to learn, and how much I have to do.

( Thinky thoughts. )

I know a few of my f-list who might be reading this have experience with adoption, and I'd love to hear about your experiences, if you'd like to share. I'll screen comments in case you want to keep your comment private, though I think I have to unscreen it to reply.

And thanks to my f-listies who comment with encouragement when I'm feeling not so confident in myself and entertaining self-doubts. *smish*

It was a pretty good weekend this weekend.

Geo and I decided to spring for a delux Droll Yankee squirrel proof bird feeder. (Take some time and watch the vids of the feeders' squirrel-thwarting capabilities in action. It's kind of hilarious.) We decided that it was a good investment, since we were spending entirely too much money on bird feed only to be feeding upwards of eight squirrels (dubbed Chunky Bob and his posse). We got the Yankee Whipper model. And it works! The next one I want to get, when we have the spare cash, is the Yankee Tipper.

Also, humming birds, when they fly past your ear, are kind of like gigantor bumble bees. One freaked me out a little bit this morning as I was filling one of the feeders.

Saturday, we went to the downtown farmer's market, and in the evening we went to a b-day party for one of Geo's co-workers. The NAVCC has been hiring quite a few people recently, and one little gal has heard so much about me that she was apparently dying to meet me and confirm that I'm a real person and not some figment that Geo talks about. She's sweet and hilarious and was showing us pictures of her evening at the Oscars (she previously worked for the Academy). So it's nice to be looked forward to. :-)

Yesterday was quite the day. I was the storyteller at our church's VBS. I haven't worked with kids in forever, and several times they kind of caught me off-guard. I hope I didn't mess things up too badly, and I hope they had fun. Now I can focus on the skit/one-act play that one of the ladies gave me a part in.

The concept of storytelling got me to thinking . . . just kinda aimlessly pondering . . . I had to decide whether or not to read the story, memorize the story verbatim, or learn it well enough to tell it in a combination of the written story and my own words. (I opted for the last option.) And that got me to thinking of the Native American tradition of storytelling, and how you often hear (Hollywood's interpretation, at least) of "This is what my father told me, and his father told him, and his father before him." And how storytelling is passed on from generation to generation, and are the stories learned verbatim, and does the new person lend their own influence or is the story passed down exactly . . . and then I kinda thought that maybe I was cheating and I should have learned the story exactly as it was written in the workbook, but that would have taken too much time, considering the time constraints, and . . . yeah . . . (As an aside, for a really good, entertaining TV movie/miniseries check out DreamKeeper.)

I've also never really considered myself a good storyteller. But the others seemed to find it entertaining, and I hope the kids enjoyed it.

We're halfway through June, and Geo and I have not made any vacation plans. What's up with that? I'd love to go back to Niagara Falls. We'd also like to go to San Antonio. And I had such a great time in North Carolina last year, a week at the beach . . . aaaaahhhhh . . . but that's not going to happen this year.

All in all, at this very moment in time, I'm just kinda meh.