For the Love of Jazz

Last night I went to see a Jazz band from New Orleans. They were wonderful!! They made me remember why jazz is my favorite expression of music. They made me feel nostalgic over the deep south with their southern accents and when they mentioned collard greens in one of the songs (not that I actually eat them, but they are still very southern). The band was brought in by the U.S. embassy to honor the Egyptian government for the aid they sent to New Orleans after the hurricane. So the down side of the event was that it was a sit down in your seat affair with music that told your body to get on the dance floor. So I chair danced, clapped my hands, and tapped my feet. It was a nice evening.

As a side note, sometimes in life you reach a place where something inside of you just knows that it's time to give something up. It may be a goal you have been striving for and getting no where with in your career. It may be a relationship with someone who just isn't on the same page as you. It may be that you need to change an attitude towards life in general. But sometimes you just get that clear vision that things have to change. I had that vision today in one area of my life and it is already starting to make other areas feel more clear and certain. It's a little bittersweet sometimes when you have to give up things, but it's for the best. Wish me luck in sticking to my guns.

In other news, I will be living at the school this week. Who knew that teaching would be such a time consuming, life consuming job. I would say screw this, but unfortunately I happen to love it. Reports are going out at the beginning of next week, plus my class is having an after school party this week, plus we have a mandatory Thanksgiving Tea after school this week (fortunately I don't have to prepare anything for that). So it's eat, sleep, and breath school for the next week. You probably won't be hearing much from me for a little while.