Newie Baths

When Barry and I were living in Newcastle, Australia we fell in love with the area. As we weren’t working (what was that work visa even for, right?) we had a lot of time to discover the area. For the first few months we did not have a car and spent the majority of our time walking.

All over Australia there are salt water baths right on the ocean’s edge. They are public swimming pools and the locals use them with regularity. We were lucky enough that we lived blocks from both the beach and some public salt water baths. The Newcastle Baths were incredible. We would go there often and attempt to lap swim or even flounce in the sun. The Newie Baths not only got used by the locals to swim, but many, many wedding parties would come to the baths to get their pictures taken.

We soon discovered a local photographer named Heath Wade. Heath took pictures all over the Newcastle area. One picture that we loved was of our precious Newcastle Baths! Of course we were poor and could not afford a fancy picture. On my 25th birthday Barry gave me a card with this print on it. (This card is currently framed in our office…).

You know how the story goes….we bought our car and spent the remainder of our time in OZ bumming around and working a few glorious days. When we got back to the ‘States we talked about ordering the picture from Heath Wade, but again, were just starting our ‘real’ jobs and didn’t feel we could afford it. Not to mention the fact that our postage stamp sized house really warranted beautiful pictures.

Jump to this summer. I decided that I was going to get Barry this print as a wedding gift and so I began my e-mail exchange with Heath Wade. The only hitch was that I had to call Australia to pay Heath the big bucks and the only time this could work with the time difference was when Barry was home!!! Being wrapped up in the whole wedding process I chalked my need for privacy and loud talking in a closed room to food/picture stress, which there really was none of.

An interesting thing happened after I ordered the print. Barry started mumbling about maybe getting it for our new house!!! I had to e-mail Heath and tell him that if Barry Miller from the USA contacts him, tell him he can not help. I had to play down the whole picture….was it really that cool? Maybe Heath Wade wasn’t in business anymore? I’m not very good at being sneaky or keeping secrets that I know will make someone happy. (Reference Barry’s birthday the past two years when he has guessed where we were going because I drop such huge hints out of my own excitement)

Needless to say, the print arrived the week of the wedding and I was able to give it to Barry directly after the ceremony. He was both shocked and excited. We took it to a local shop to get it framed and were shocked at how much it costs to frame something. Since this whole print is something we’ve thought about and lusted after for years, we paid a pretty penny and now have it hanging above our fireplace. (Excuse the photo I took of it, apparently the frame shop wasn’t joking when they said that the glass has a glare problem.) Another post, another day to write about Barry’s gift to me….

Funny Business

I officially have a funny group of kids this year in my class. Today I was modeling something with another student and I was sitting in a chair and he was standing in front of me facing towards me. We were demonstrating how to politely ask somebody to stop doing something that you didn’t like. We were about to begin and this student pinched his shirt with both of his fingers, wiggled it,  and then put his hands by his sides. I asked him why he did that and he informed me that he was adjusting his neck tie. I informed him he wasn’t wearing a neck tie before we both burst out laughing. For the record, he was just wearing a t-shirt and was in no way dressed up.

Summer….sniffle, sniffle

Four  more days of summer vacation. Four. That isn’t even a whole hand. Boo on that. I’ve been spending time getting my classroom ready and I even met some of my students last night. They are so young. Most of them seemed pumped up to be coming back to school. A few were apprehensive and nervous, of course. I have great memories of my  elementary school teachers. I often think about them this time of year and reflect on what I liked about them and how special they made me feel.

After discovering that Sydney had destroyed a potpourri doll her first day back from CJ (Camp Janet), I decided it was best to take her to school with me.  Of course, she was a lazy dog all day making the choice to stay in her crate and snore…except for the glue stick, permanant marker, unifix cube, basket, and even books that she “tasted.”