The One Where Mr. Houseful Discusses School Co-Location

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Mrs. Houseful’s note: Once again, Mr. Houseful joins us with his views on what has become a very personal issue for us. While the cellist isn’t in a school that is being threatened with closure (and with 53 schools on THAT list, it’s a travesty in itself) he is in one that has been cited for being in an underutilized building. Now with wanting to squeeze 30+ children into classrooms, we’re threatened by another aspect of CPS. Forced overcrowding at the hand of the CEO of the Chicago Public School System and our Mayor. 

It is impossible for me to understand why certain decisions are made, or why many bad decisions are defended and justified.  I understand that in many ways I am a simple, honest man, and with that comes some measure of naiveté   However, there are some cases or instances where I refuse to believe that I am extra dense.  I KNOW I can’t be this ridiculously stupid. I’ll be the first to tell you that I didn’t read the entire list of proposed school closures.  I didn’t even need to listen to the jeers or press conference statements.  I didn’t go on the blogosphere and read my fellow surprised parents, community leaders, passionate passerby’s, and CPS bashers rip to shreds the proposal.  I didn’t do that.  I stopped when I saw that my son’s school was on the list.  I stopped when a school that is worthy of the praise of CPS, and, transversely, for which CPS should be praised appeared.  Astonished is putting it mildly.

I’m going to be perfectly honest.  I can’t, nay, won’t complain about those school’s closing due to academic deficiencies, high rate of violence, high drop – out rates, sorely low attendance, etc.  I wouldn’t be able to fault you a ton for legitimately looking at schools that meet these criteria and deciding that closure is the best remedy.  I also can’t fault you for looking at the schools that meet the criteria and understanding that it, in fact, isn’t cheaper to keep her.  There is a point where these schools can become bad investments, and it would take more money infusion, but return, what by many standards would be, a less than desirable result.  I get it.  I understand it.  Here’s where I do start to complain.  I start to complain when you’ve finally found a model that works; where you finally figured out an academic system and method of delivery that has produced the results you’ve longed for years; where you’ve taken a location that was ill performing, closed it down, revitalized it, re-branded it, and reopened it.  I complain even further when this school that you’ve taken the time to turn around actually Turns Around.  I really complain when you take this school and put it on a pedestal nationally; showcasing it as a shining example that a little bit of elbow grease and good ‘ole fashioned ingenuity can make a difference in public education.  I get absolutely LIVID when I see this “example” thrown by the wayside and disbanded for no apparent reason.

Now I know that my son’s school is not on the “Closure” list.  I believe that the plan for them is called “Co-location”.  I think they chose the term “Co-location” simply because it sounds nothing like “Closing”.  It sounds better.  The way the Co-location is set up, they will be moved and placed on a floor of another academically similar institution (a school a few miles away.)  They will split the administrative offices, share library, gymnasium, cafeteria, computer lab, entrances, bathrooms, athletic equipment, custodial staff, cafeteria staff, etc.  The welcoming school from what I hear is a fine school.  They too are running the same academic system and delivery as the cellists’.  If you’re still scratching your head as to the problem, I’ll break it down with this scenario.  CPS’s proposal is to move an entire student population from their facility and place them on “1″, single floor of a facility that is built for 1 occupant.  Now keep in mind, both schools use the same teaching model and are both governed by the same administrative and academic program.  Both schools use the same types of materials, equipment, have the same school year.  So I’m a parent new to the neighborhood.  I go to the welcoming school to register my children.  I walk into the building and, to my surprise, there are two separate options; my son’s current school and the welcoming school.  I ask questions to make an informed decision.  I find out in all of my asking, that essentially they are the same school.  There isn’t really a difference.  I also find out that my son’s school has no identity at this location.  They have no footprint.  They’ve never been in this neighborhood.  I find out that they only have 1 floor, and that CPS made the decision to close their facility (after all… that’s how they ended up here at the welcoming school).  After the Q and A session.  I’ve made my choice.  Why would I pick the school that was moved into this building?  I’m wondering as I fill out the paperwork, why the school is even open.  Why would CPS put two of the same thing in the same building and then separate them?  I’m also wondering why CPS would allow this other school to occupy the current schools’ space.  The welcoming school was doing fine without these extra headaches, and now they have less access to their gym, cafe, library, etc.  Again… given this scenario, why would I choose the new school?  You’re providing me 1 option with 2 separate names.

Co-location for me is tantamount to Closing.  It’s just more inhumane.  They’ll let this school die slowly.  CPS will let this once bright light fizzle out slowly.  The school that Secretary of Education Arne Duncan, President Barack Obama, Vice President Joe Biden, and then Chief of Staff Rahm Emanuel all chose as the future of CPS.  The school that they used as the backdrop to Arne Duncan’s nomination.  The school that was an endorsement of his capability in the field of education.  A school that they were proud to put in front of the media; of whose students they were happy to take pictures with; of whose student’s they praised.  This school has done a tremendous work since its reopening in 2003.  My son was in the 1st preschool class since the reopening.  He was one of the children in the 2008 photos.  He will be an 8th grader next school year.  He represents the tremendous work that our current school has put forth.  His graduation will signal the first generation of our current school’s success stories from start to finish.  Here we are discussing this school’s possible closing, and ignoring the fruits of your labor.  You have a jewel in our school and our building, and to even consider moving it from its location and giving up on the model and location that has brought nothing but praise, great test scores, fantastic national averages, and (if you allow it to continue to work) a 1st generation AUSL class from start to finish.  These children deserve for CPS to not give up on them.  These teachers, administrators, parents, and volunteers deserve to have their work speak for itself.  if they continue to produce at a high level, then how can you justify killing it?  Our children have worked too hard.  My son has worked too hard.  My wife has worked too hard.  Frankly, CPS has worked too hard to build this program into the juggernaut it has become academically only to diminish it to 1 floor, limited amenities, and eventually a slow and painful death.  My son deserves better than that.  I’m sure when you consider this school individually and not as a number on a spreadsheet, you’ll realize this as well.

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Things That Make Me Smile

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Because I’m so behind in sewing, there won’t be a Thread Filled Thursday post this week.

However, there are a couple of photos, and they consist of the people that have made me happy this week.

Lately, I’ve been struggling to find reasons to smile (don’t worry, I promise to try NOT to turn this blog into depression central this year) and random things have made me smile this week.

Let’s begin shall we?

DSC_1761This. First of all, this little person is amazing. She’s so in tune with my emotions and feelings that it’s kind of scary. Any time I’m feeling down, she’ll come in and give me a hug and tell me that it’s going to be okay. The other day, while I was sitting on the couch staring into space, she asked me what was wrong. I told her nothing. Then she hit me with:

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Full Of Words Wednesday: Happy Birthday Mr. Houseful

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This guy pretty much rocks my socks. I mean, I’ve known him since I was 13 years old.

Today is his birthday.

I’m pretty honored to be his wife.

Truly.

I know that I get on his nerves occasionally.

I know that I’m stubborn.

I know that we’ve been through a LOT in the 19 years that we’ve known each other.

NINETEEN.

He was the first person that I kissed.

He’s the first person that I’ve completely loved.

He’s who I got into trouble (extensively) with, while I was in high school.

He’s the ONLY person who has had my heart, mind, and even this slightly frumpy body.

He’s the first person that I usually call when I’m hurt, angry or scared.

He was the first person that I called the morning that my sister died.

He’s who I like spending lazy Sunday’s with.

He’s who I don’t mind riding around in a car with.

He’s who I can laugh at myself with. And honestly be okay.

He was the first phone call I made when my sister died.

He holds me when I cry.

And when I yell.

And when I am ambivalent.

He loves me, and I love him.

His laughter.

His perfect smile.

His hands.

I love that he’s my protector.

My covering.

The head of this household.

He’s my husband, and today’s his birthday.

Happy Birthday Mr. Houseful, and I look forward to celebrating many more with you.

~Nish-tish-tee

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The Houseful Cruises – 2012- Norwegian Epic Day 2

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I will not lie and say that we woke up bright and early in the morning. We did not. We enjoyed a wonderful morning of sleeping in, and taking our time getting up and getting ready. We were without kids, remember?

Today was another full day at sea, and we decided that we were going to be as laid back as possible the entire morning. We ate brunch (I told you that we slept in) and did quite a bit of sunbathing. For some reason, I realized that I don’t really do that back here in Chicago. It’s always too hot, but the temperature off the water made the glow of the sun’s rays just perfect. It rained a bit, but it didn’t make me sad.

The only problem big problem that I had with the Norwegian Epic is the fact that it did NOT have a promenade deck that encompassed the entire outside of the ship. Instead, the 7th deck only went up and down each side of the ship. So if you wanted to jog, or run, you had to go in this crazy loop on one half of the one side of the ship. Yes, crazy.

I took lots of photos of water and clouds, so I won’t inundate you with them, but I will let you know that there is something about the clouds and water of the ocean. Just beautiful.

We did come back to our turn down service and this doggie was on our bed:

After we walked around the ship for like three total times (seriously, it was big) we stopped at the box office and realized that we could go ahead and make reservations to do whatever we wanted to do for the week. Most people were busy drinking themselves into an early happy status, so we took advantage of the very short line and got tickets to see Cirque Dreams & Dinner ($35 per person for premium seating, $25 for standard) We also made reservations for Legends in Concert, and The Second City (I told you that they had great entertainment!)

I wasn’t completely impressed when we walked into the Spiegel Tent, and I was ready to be VERY upset at a certain cruiser who insisted that we couldn’t sit in the FOUR seats that she was reserving when she wasn’t supposed to be, but Mr. Houseful insisted that we go back down to the main floor and try to have a good time. We did. I was pulled out to be a part of the show (sorry, no photos were allowed) and I ended up doing a little shtick with the Master of Ceremonies for the show. Very good time indeed, and the talent was top of the line. I’m not sure why I always assume that cruise ship entertainment is going to be cruddy (I know, I know, stereotypes) but Norwegian has pleasantly surprised me on both cruises that I’ve taken.

The food wasn’t great though. I do feel that for $35 extra, we should have been able to choose our fare, but I also realize that this was a timed show, so something had to give. We were served surf and turf – coconut shrimp with roasted beef tenderloin, and while the steak was done to perfection, the shrimp were definitely overcooked.

Dessert wasn’t great to me either. Too much chocolate for my taste. I also wish that for the cover charge, soda or some other drink would have been covered. Oh well. It didn’t ruin my night though.

These guys had to be brothers, because their nether parts were in each others faces about 75% of their act. Yes, these are the types of things that I think about while watching a show. Off topic, I happen to think that my gals are looking quite fantastic. They gave a stellar performance the entire cruise as well. Sometimes, being able to dress a little sexier makes this mama feel really good.

I’ll also like to note that I did this entire cruise make-up free. It was a stretch for me, but it made me feel great as well. We were able to just get dressed and go each day or night. I might do it again next year.

After Cirque Dreams, we walked around on the upper deck for a bit of time – yes, in my heels until got tired.

After photos taken by strangers, we whisked down to our room to change for the evening showing of The Blue Man group. VERY gross show, but VERY entertaining. Word to the wise, don’t come into a theater late where a Blue Man Group act is taking place, because you WILL be embarrassed. That poor couple. I was lucky enough that one of my friends on FB let me know, but it also states on everything that you won’t be allowed in shows once they start – I’m guessing it was lax for the Blue Man showing for this very reason.

I will also let you know that if you have an aversion to getting wet, or sprayed, or anything like that, do not sit close to the stage. You’re asking for trouble. The music was kind of loud, but it didn’t bother me much. Unfortunately, no photos were allowed during this performance either, but we were able to do a meet and greet with the Blue Men afterward:

The aftermath of a Blue Man show. That’s toilet tissue by the way.

The band.

I love my husband in all his fuzzy picture taking glory. LOL!

We ended our evening at O’Sheehan’s, which is the Epic’s all night restaurant. It serves pub style fare, and usually you could fine Slam Allen there, with some of his bandmates after their set. I’ll tell you more about them later. An order of buffalo wings and fries became standard for me, and usually Mr. Houseful switched his around.

Once again, we walked a bit around the ship after eating (I didn’t want to go to sleep immediately after eating that late) and just enjoyed the fact that we were honestly relaxing. You’ll probably get tired of me saying that, but I’m not worried. We also loved the fact that we still had five more days left of this wonderful feeling.

Did you miss Day 1? Click here and you can catch up!

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The Houseful Cruises – 2012 – Norwegian Epic

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Norwegian Cruise Lines rock. Let me get that off of my chest before I go into my diatribe. We cruised the Norwegian Epic and the Eastern Caribbean for seven days during the second week of December, and LOVED it!

:::Just so you know, we paid for this trip out of our own pockets. I’m not receiving kickbacks from Norwegian, no matter how much I’ve crossed my fingers and toes to do so. It’s all me here, and I hope that they enjoy this review as much as I am going to enjoy writing it.:::

It’s only been a little over a week since we’ve been back and I miss cruising terribly. I was supposed to have this week long recap up at the beginning of this week, but Mr. Houseful and I got bodyslammed by some horrible sickness the week that we got back. I’m still recuperating (sitting on the couch and blogging) so please forgive me.

I’m going to attempt to do a better job at posting the recap than I did last year, but if you want to see a recap from our 4 day cruise on the Norwegian Sky, then you can go here, here, herehere and here.

Mr. Houseful and I left Chicago two days earlier than our cruise was set to sail because it’s Chicago and December, and also because we have not had a vacation alone all year long. Not even a weekend getaway. It was necessary. The mini houseful stayed with my mother in law and my mom – yes we split them, kinda, and no, I don’t think anyone hates us.

Our first day of sail was a Saturday and we were going to be at sea for a total of three days. Here’s some specs:

Passenger Capacity: 4,100 (double occupancy)
Length: 1,081 feet
Crew: 1,753

The Epic is the largest ship in the Norwegian Cruise Fleet, and you can definitely tell when you enter. This being our second cruise and our second with Norwegian we were able to tell immediately that we were on a larger ship than the Sky.

We are also now official Latitudes Members which meant that we got to board before everyone else. We were called through to our check in and on the ship within half an hour. MUCH different than our hour and a half long wait last year. I would try to explain the rewards program, but you can honestly go straight to the website and get a better one than I could ever give you other than, the more your cruise, the more perks you get.

Let me also state that the entire purpose of this cruise for us was to relax. Not have to think about doing anything if we didn’t want to, and just kind of take each day as it came. We planned no excursions, and the only time we made reservations was for any of the shows that we wanted to see.

We set sail at about 4 in the afternoon and we were on our way. The sun was beginning to set, and my heart was happy. We had done our emergency muster and we had already eaten lunch for the day.

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We made phone calls to our parents letting them know we were off, and then we just got ready for our week long adventure. I went to one of the 20 dining areas on board, the Garden Cafe to find a prime spot to watch as we started moving further into the Atlantic Ocean.

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You see that nifty hot tub? Yeah, that was for the crew, and we had to salivate at ALL of that room the entire 7 days. Ha!

After watching as the ship descended further into the sea, Mr. Houseful and I went to unpack our bags, and then explore the ship.

Our closet started out like this:

and ended up completely filled by the time we unpacked our three bags.

This ship featured a bathroom that was split in two. The shower was on one side of the room while the toilet was on the other. The sink was on the vanity. It was weird, but we made it work.

I know that this is a pretty lackluster first day, but honestly we were just looking forward to the cruise we were grinning like crazy people!

I did happen to squeeze in an appointment at the spa – a pedicure that was TONS better than the one that I had on the Sky. The attendant was chatty when all I wanted to do was sit back and kind of doze, but she wasn’t rude, so I indulged.

During the evening, we went to one of the main dining rooms for dinner – The Manhattan Room – surf and turf and that was the only time that I did not like what I was served. The dining room was too crowded and our server seemed a bit discombobulated. He wasn’t rude, and he apologized profusely, but there were some diners that kept giving him a bit of a hard time, and he seemed to derail from that point on. We didn’t eat in The Manhattan Room any more during the duration of the cruise.

Anything after that is a distant memory. We probably walked around on the upper deck, or explored the ship and then returned to our room. Sleep was welcomed.

Stay tuned tomorrow for our second day of cruising sans the mini’s

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Full of Words Wednesday

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This time last week, I was on this ship. The Norwegian Epic. Mr. Houseful and I took a 7 day Easter Caribbean cruise. Just the two of us. No worries, you’ll hear all about it next week! These are just some teaser photos.

 

First of all, I can’t believe that we look relaxed. I guess that’s what being able to eat and sleep, and pee in peace will do to you. Yes, in peace. This is a no holds barred blog, plus I have four children, so I think that my filter REALLY went when I had the twizzlers.

The thing that I loved most about this trip was marveling at the way that God created this earth, and the knowledge that he endowed man with in order to create large vessels that could defy so many things. Air, water, earth. It’s amazing. Nothing beat sitting and just staring at the open ocean, and the clouds drifting by.

If you haven’t cruised before (and yes it can be a little corny) I highly suggest it.

Stay tuned next week for my recap of the entire vacation! I’m so excited to talk about it!

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Five Years: Full of Words Wednesday

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I’m taking it there. Last Friday, Mr. Houseful and I celebrated our fifth year wedding anniversary. For those of you looking at this prom photo and thinking about the fact that the cellist is 12, yes, we had him when we were juniors in college. Before we got married, and yes we’re still Christian – no snark. You live and learn. We didn’t have our next three until AFTER we got married and no, I was not pregnant with the ladybug on my wedding day.

Okay, I think that I’ve covered everything – let’s get back to saccharine speeches here.

Mr. Houseful is my soul mate, and best friend yadda, yadda, yadda.

Mostly he rocks at making me laugh. Challenging me more than any human being could possibly do. Holding me accountable for all of the great ideas that I have, but try to allow fear to sneak in and deter me from putting those ideas to good use. He gave me FOUR gorgeous babies, and consoled me when we lost two in between.

He’s known me since I was in eighth grade. He met me when I was a stubborn beginning of my true self, who looked at all boys in a very wary regard. All they were good for was making fun of me, or using me to help with homework. While I can not deny our general teenage hijinks, I can say that Mr. Houseful was a bit of a diamond in the rough. Oh, he had his days of being mannish and mischievous, and a general ball of hormones, I mean, what boy doesn’t?

It’s even edged its way into his adult life.

Exhibit A:

Anyhoo, this post is to say how great of a guy he is and to ASSURE you that he did not pay me to write any of this.

Five years have flown by.

Who knew that marriage would be so fun. Even those days where we just didn’t give our very best shot.

Five years….three more children, three cars, countless projects, loads of laundry, dishes, diapers, missing socks.

Loads of laughter, tears, hurt and resolution. Mostly laughter.

But PLENTY of kisses:

Five years of learning, growing, evolving, and becoming one.

I can conquer anything by myself. But with Mr. Houseful I can share the memory of conquering it.

Love you sir!

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The Houseful Buys a Car!

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I can NOT begin to tell you all how I excited I am about this little beauty here.   I’m sure that you remember how last November we got to test drive the Chevy Traverse and our REVIEWS of it. Well, we finally got our own! While we did have to scope down on our particular model, we have a vehicle with enough room for each of the four Nicholes children NOT to touch! Anyone with more than one child knows the story to that.

I would like to take this time out to extend my appreciation to Connie Burke from the GM team for all of her help in getting us the information that we needed in order to make a great decision. She’s also found a way to pair GM & Social Media in a total kick butt way! Plus, she’s just a nice woman to boot! I’ve never seen someone so passionate about their brand before, and genuinely interested in talking about it just because. No frills, no gimmicks, just a true love for her company. It’s commendable.

I would also like to thank my husband in general for being a fantastic provider. Mr. Houseful went in with his game face on, and we were able to walk out with a brand spanking new vehicle! Three miles were on the odometer when we left, and the rate that we got was NOT the one we expected, it was such a great deal that I thought we were going to be Punk’d. However, we know that our Lord does not work that way. The journey to get here was long and determined, and we are grateful to just make a blip on the concern meter of God.

I’m not going to get overly devotional on you all today, but I will let you know that I felt like doing a victory lap around that dealership. The salesperson that we got was this very demure gentlemen who had much more patience than I ever would or could. If you’re in the Chicagoland area and are in need of a vehicle, just message me for his info. Roger’s Auto Group is lucky to have him. He worked hard yesterday, and there was NO condescension, or irritation, or frustration on his part in working with what WE were comfortable with. NONE.

I know that this sounds like a totally sponsored post. but I assure you it isn’t. In fact, I’m paying to post it (via a car note – hardy har har) but it’s money well spent.

When things align, and everything is okay, and you have ENOUGH ROOM in a car, it’s something not to take for granted.

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Wrapped Around Her Finger

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Ever since birth, the ladybug has had her father wrapped around her little finger. It also does not help that she is the first granddaughter on my side. Let’s show some evidence, shall we?

On the day of her birth, Mr. Houseful sat with her in the recliner and just slept. No plastic baby cube for her!

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Guest Blogger: Mr. Houseful Talks Race Relations

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Hello there HoNey’s! Today we’re going to get a little bit serious with a guest post from Mr. Houseful himself. It looks like he is going to grace us with his presence at least once each year. In light of all of the tension surrounding so many cases here in the United States and the world, he wants to ask us a couple of questions.

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