Archive for December, 2010

next semester

So, for those of you interested, here’s what I’m teaching for my “Introduction to Literature by Women” course:

Week 1:
• Sharon Olds: “I Go Back to May 1937,” “35/10,” “The Connoisseuse of Slugs,” and Elizabeth Bishop, “The Fish,” “The Waiting Room,” “Crusoe in England,” and “One Art.”
• Gayle Rubin, “The Traffic in Women,” and Cosmopolitan magazine

Week 2:
The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon

Week 3:
The Narrative of Sojourner Truth
• Gwendolyn Brooks, Maud Martha (maybe; it’s out of print and we’ll see if the publisher comes through for me)
• Selections from Mastering the Art of French Cooking, The Joy of Cooking, Mrs. Beeton’s Book of Household Management

Week 4:
• Isak Dinesen, “Babette’s Feast.”
• Jeanette Winterson, “The Poetics of Sex”
• Yasmina Reza, Art

Week 5:

Week 6:
• Vera Caspary, Laura
• Laura (film)

Week 7:
• Laura (film)—Monday and Wednesday; Laura Mulvey, “Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema”
• Paula Vogel, How I Learned to Drive

Week 8:
• Pat Barker, Regeneration

Week 9:
• Rebecca West, The Return of the Soldier

Week 10:
• Robyn Davidson, Tracks
• Virginia Woolf, “The Mark on the Wall”

Week 11:
• Margaret Edson, Wit
• Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking

Week 12:
• intro to Jane Austen (literary significance, historical context)
Persuasion (Wednesday and Friday)

Week 13:
• Marjane Satrapi, Persepolis


attempt at a catch-up

So, this whole month has gone basically unblogged because we have been so ridiculously busy.

We went to visit my parents for Thanksgiving (see photos at bottom of post!). Then we came back and I got slammed with end-of-the-semester teaching work and dissertation deadlines…and then my grandmother passed away and we drove BACK to Michigan for another 5 days, which necessitated patching together semester’s-end plans for my final exams and whatnot.

Then we came home and there were my dissertation deadlines, waiting not-so-patiently. I have been writing, writing, writing, and therefore not blogging! I mean, it’s been ridiculous–I wrote all day Christmas Eve, even.

I am sending out a chapter today so I’m taking a short break to post a few Thanksgiving pictures. I’ll save the rest–Christmas pictures, as yet un-uploaded, etc.–for later.

How ridiculously cute is this?

card shark!

Ryan and Jill’s newest baby:

An attempt to get a cute Christmas photo:

Mary, having a droopy moment:

Decorating cookies:

That’s a focused Wesley:

finished product!

And here’s a cute bonus picture of Wesley from when we got back home:

conversation after Mary’s Christmas party

So yesterday was M’s last day of school until the New Year. Her class had a party.

When I picked her up, we had to go to the bank. There was a line, and she and Wesley were ALL OVER THE PLACE while we were waiting (not characteristic of them).

I tried to distract Mary by asking her about her day.

Me: So you had a party?
Mary: YEAH!
Me: Is that why your nose is red and you have antlers? [They painted her nose like Rudolph.]
Mary: Yeah! And I have a balloon and a jingle bell necklace!
Me: Ah, I see. And did you have a snack?
Mary: [bouncing uncontrollably] YES! We had cupcakes and a cookie and jellybeans and chocolate pretzels!
Me: Aha. When did you have your party?
Mary: During naptime!
Woman in line behind me: [snort]

what to get for the savior who has everything?

So, Mary’s homework for today was to choose a gift that she would like to give the baby Jesus, then write a sentence identifying it and draw a picture of it. Our conversation about this went as follows:

Me: So, what would you like to give baby Jesus, if you could give him anything?
Mary: um……nuts.
Me: What?
Mary: Peanuts!
Me: I’m not sure babies eat peanuts, honey.
Mary: Wesley, when you were a baby, did you eat peanuts?
Wesley: No.
Mary: Mama, Wesley doesn’t think baby Jesus would eat peanuts.
Me: So, what else could you pick?
Mary: um….almonds!
Me: You know, I’m not sure that a baby could eat those either.
Mary: Why not?
Me: Because he’s a baby! Babies don’t even really eat food.
Mary: Oh, NO! He wouldn’t have any teeth! I’d better give him Wesley’s car.