Went to an ELL teacher workshop today. It was, essentially, about why English is so difficult to learn with all the weird spelling and pronunciation rules. Here was one thing I’d never heard before: geminates. Basically, you’re repeating the same consonant, not specifically the letter. I love stuff like this. Try saying these words aloud.
I know, I post a photo of the violets every year. Sue me. I just really love them. We didn’t plant them, they just appear every spring.
My ELL student and I have been meeting at the local community center, and today was the first time it was nice enough to be on the 3rd floor deck. I looked out at the village center while I waited for her to arrive.
Volunteered today, staffing a table at a cat show. So many kitties! Of varying fur color, eye color, fluffiness, size…. I did enjoy seeing them all, but it felt a little weird to be there talking about adoption and shelters when so many people were there to talk about breeding their show cat, and selling kittens.
This bump has been in our sidewalk since we moved in, a result of the nearby tree’s roots growing underneath. Last summer, we asked to have the tree removed. They finally did it this spring, which made the bump crack, and even more hazardous. I asked the tree guy about it, and he said I’d need to contact the city and definitely mention that a friend broke her fucking leg when she tripped on it over the winter.
At about 7:00 tonight, I realized I hadn’t taken a picture yesterday . So, since I was standing by the fridge, I took a picture of this magnet that lives on the door.
I didn’t know anything about the tools use to cut tile, but I wasn’t picturing something quite this imposing.
Doug took me out for dinner for my birthday, and the restaurant gave us this complimentary slice of cake. Which was very nice, and also really really delicious.
Pretty as this is, I wish the blossoms stayed on the tree for longer.
When Doug and I moved to this house, the 2nd floor bath was painted this godawful combination of sponge painted greens with some “antiqued” gold pain. It was hideous. So we painted it yellow, but continued to call it The Green Bathroom. Now, years later, the green bathroom is restored to actually being green.
