My Perfect Travel Mug

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 I searched for months. No so-called travel mug was sufficient for my needs: sealing, non-reactive, sippy lid, and cool. Then I spotted a Ball® 8oz Quilted Crystal Jelly Jar in my local supermarket. Perfect...except the lid began to leak (who knew canning lids were designed as single use? not me).

Then the solution presented itself: The reCAP Mason Jars Pour Cap.

And, behold, my perfect travel mug. Yay!


For the curious who may be wondering why this is on a blog now dedicated to my dissertation process: coffee is the elixir of life and a perfect travel mug is required for those of us who dissertate on public transit. :-)
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And, nothing...but commitment

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The commitment to write each morning has one major downfall: the blank mind staring at the blank page staring back. It insists on fear--writer's block, so-called--but it lacks power, for commitment remains. I will write, even if about not having anything to write, for writing is primarily about task, not about inspiration.

So, for today, this is the fruit of my morning ten minutes: a renewed commitment kept and a page filled.

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Show Your Work!

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 One of the most difficult things for me is citation support for what I know through experience. I've been in Christian Higher Education (Institutional Research) for sixteen years and there are things I know for which I've no citations. When I speak of these things as an IR professional, a list of citations is not normally required. When I write of these things in my dissertation, every claim must have a citation.

This reminds me of math class in my pre-college days. The teacher required that we show our work, even for things we could do in our heads.  The lesson? Declared evidence provides support and shows one as part of the ongoing conversation. Neither math nor educational studies is a monologue, after all.

Now if I could only remember when I'm writing.

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