more lesson plan . . . or, how else could I do this?

I am afraid of my response to lesson plans. Scares me. I know I will get good at it. I know eventually it will be second nature, but right now, I'm looking at this stuff and thinking, wow. Not so great. The assignment, make a lesson plan. The thing I've been told a few times, don't try to reinvent the wheel. So I went online and searched some up. A few I liked the ideas of so I kept them in a document. Now I'm looking at this stuff. I already worked on it for several hours this evening.

I brought us all over to W's so a.) they could spread out without freezing outside or fighting, b.) I could work on this procrastinated goodness, c.) she could do the dishes she's neglected. For some reason she finds it easier to stay in one room and finish the dishes if I'm sitting there. (Don't we all?)

I love that she also has Christmas spread out all over the dining room and the den is cleared of much of the furniture because she's about to steam clean the carpet in there. All at the same time, no less. This is my ex-boss at LNT. Ms. Finish the First Project Before You Start the Next Project. Seriously I don't know if I could stand to leave my dishes that bad. I know I have done it before, but that was during a time where I really did think the other person living there should have done them at least part of the time. I will leave them, now, several days, although they never overflow much past the sink. But then I realize someone is coming over. And he will probably do them for me. If that someone is my son, I tend to leave them and make him do it. If that someone is J. I tend to do them, I'd rather not sit there and watch him do my dishes if I haven't just previously cooked him a meal. If I've just cooked a meal, I feel okay about watching him do the dishes. He doesn't let me help.

Thank Jeebus for dishwashers. In W's case, I hate washing dishes, but I think my process would probably be to wash as I go along. I told her to limit herself to one bowl, one glass, one mug, one plate. A fork or something. You can stir Coffee Mate with a fork. If build-up is any indication of dishwashing hatred, then she's winning some gold medals. She does not have a dishwasher.

I wish I remembered the code for "put a line here"... I also wish I had a cookie.

BTW she's not a Chagall she's a Matisse. And the frog is still anonymous. 

Oh back on topic, lesson plans. I have a cold. I haven't sneezed this much in a zillion years. Okay okay I'm looking at the lesson plan now. The lesson plan I found and loved was, based on surrealist work, "Rene Magritte meets Edward Gorey". I was telling W. about it and she said, isn't that like the collages you've been doing this week?

Why yes it is! I didn't think about that. No pictures came to mind. I mean I know Gorey & Magritte, but the combining of the two? Sure. Make surrealist-ish collage out of magazine cut outs:

Then draw it in pencil or pen & ink like Edward Gorey.

Biba isn't that surreal. It isn't unlikely that a dog would meet up with porthole peeping angels. Dogs see all kinds of stuff that isn't there. Plus it isn't as menacing as Gorey unless we know the storyline, she's sunk to the bottom of the ocean following the heroic saving of that drowning woman.

Earlier during the creation of this post, I sneezed so hard I scared the cat off the bed. Wow it's only 10 PM.

This weekend I was grateful to watch Gabriel Iglesias comedy online with my oldest son. He actually came into my room, schlumped down on the bed, leaned on me, and we watched it while I was working on stuff. I was grateful that I remembered to give L. his frog, and he still loves the frog! It wears a little kung fu outfit. I'm grateful I sat and read for 15 min with my tearful Mr. C. tonight even though I was totally frustrated with him. It takes about 10 minutes for him to get over the idonwannadoit and get to where he can just read without being all cranky. We did okay. This weekend was good. Even though I got a cold. It's just freaky sinuses right now, no pain or major suffering. Oh and I was grateful most of the snow is gone from the driveway and alley. I was grateful for the fact that J. is willing to take the van to the dealership for me tomorrow and let them to fix the recall thing they sent me.

PS Thanks for the comments to the previous post y'all. I love comments.