This is what it's like to teach. Kind of.

Teachers. (and non-teachers). must. watch. this.

middelfart visitor.

You... You visitor from Middelfart, Denmark...

The name of your city is so cool.

Come back to my blog again sometime.

I think I'll stay in tonight.

Knife-Wielding Eskimo Girl

Who is this knife wielding Eskimo girl
Cutting the frozen chunk of maktak before her?
She sharpens her ulu,

And jokes of cutting her finger.
Her hair is as black and fluid

as the oil that is extracted from the land her ancestors are buried in.

She pops a piece of whale blubber into her mouth,

Like a piece of bubble gum,
And says:
This is lunch
Caught from last spring.

the minutiae of a mundane life in the Arctic

I suppose it's time for an update, yet lately, I've really been questioning the value of an online presence. I deleted my Facebook account, in case you were wondering what happened. Lately I've been wondering the future of this blog and whether it will continue.... 

But I digress.

So, what's new?

1. I ordered the wrong size rawhide bone. Quya loves it.

2. Unfortunately, Quya loves anything she can put in her mouth. She destroyed a $40 leather leash that a friend was letting me borrow. Way to go, Quya.

3. My daily walks are not so daily anymore. It's starting to get really cold and dark. It's usually pitch black outside by 4:00 p.m. now.



4. HOWEVER, the coolest thing about going outside now is that Quya and I can finally go walk on the lagoon. It's a large wide open space for her to run, and I don't have to worry about cars or bears. Well, at least, that not much. I do have to make sure she stays away from the snowmachines that cross our path. Anyway, it's a great place for her to run, run, run, run, run! She's a Siberian Husky, so that's what she was born to do.

5. A few weeks ago, several teachers from Scotland came to Barrow! I became friends with girl around my age named Chloe. If I visit Aberdeen, you can bet your bum that I'm going to be hanging out with my new Scottish friend. Well, what does this have to do with the above picture? Well, Chloe, two other teachers, and I drove way out of town where some of the camp sites are, and we looked for polar bears through binoculars. A friend of a friend is a polar bear expert and told us there was one around this particular lagoon. Only one of the teachers actually sighted it because the bear was really quite far away. Still, at least we can say we were in the general vicinity of a bear, which the Scottish people thought was "quite brilliant." Anyway, the picture above is of aforementioned frozen lagoon.

6. My friends Leslie and Stephanie brave the cold after lunch at Sam-n-Lee's, the best restaurant in town.

7. Whaling season ended in late September / early October, and I'm hoping to post more about that soon. My friend Amy was here for whaling season, and she got some amazing pictures.

Anyway, the teachers were relieved because that meant school attendance would improve. Unfortunately, dividend checks just came out, so now a bunch of students have left for Hawaiian vacations.

8. Sunday nights are for The Walking Dead. Quya and I go over to another teacher's house to watch it since I don't have cable or a TV. Here is Quya as a zombie. Ain't it the most precious thing ya ever did see....?

9. I could probably count on two hands how many days we've had of clear skies. So, if I see even a patch of blue (or even black) of REAL sky, I'm a happy camper.

10. The AC (the main store) got new shopping buggies (or shopping carts, if you're not from the South). THIS IS BIG NEWS. I jokes... I was just excited because they are pretty and shiny.

11. Yes, I put my Christmas tree up.

No, you may not judge me. 

Quyanaqpak, Father, for...

sincere apologies from students

bacon & eggs on Saturday mornings

philosophical children's stories (I recently read The Little Prince!)

my low students remembering what a thesis statement is

"Grandma's Kitchen" candle

the darkness making Quya sleepy and therefore less psycho

postcards from around the world

homemade iced coffee

A beautiful day to be alone.

Yesterday was a beautiful day. The sky was blue, and the sun was shining. Heck, it was freaking summer time. Okay, just because the sun is shining doesn't mean it's summer, and the litmus test for that is the temperature. It's been cold lately... not utterly cold, just cold. On Friday it was -4ish, yesterday was 5-above-ish, and today it's 9-ish.

Yesterday though... was beautiful. It was a metaphorical summer.
It was a beautiful day to be alone.

I stayed in. Worked. Read. Thought. Cooked. 

Yep, a beautiful day to be alone.