Last year I told you the wonderful news that cousins of mine had adopted a deaf boy after fostering him for 3 years. Two months ago he started experience severe, constant migraines that medicines weren't helping and were stumping doctors. He has now been diagnosed with a rare, and terminal, form of leukodystrophy. It's so rare that the doctors can't even give a time frame. Please pray for healing and comfort for this little family.
**UPDATE** Tanner's Blog
For all those who prayed for my teacher friend with the twins: THANKS!!! Two beautiful healthy baby girls and mother are all all doing well. The other teacher friend had her precious and beautiful little girl last week and both are also doing great!
So, rant #1:
apparently, according to NCLB, all teachers are required to have technology training. So on Wednesday, I got to sit through an hour of training in Microsoft Word. They didn't even give us a chance to demonstrate previous mastery. I did learn too little things that could prove useful...occasionally. (how to set tabs for pretty alignment of something like a table of contents)
Now, for the story of my trip to Ohio.
It started at GGG airport. I discovered new ways to avoid being bored---sit in front of the security checkpoint and watch people go through. For example, all the ladies who can't read the many signs that specify the rules about liquids. Take for example, "sunday school teacher" who went through for my flight. She had an unopened bottle of vodka and some vicodin and tons of little toiletries. They informed her that any liquids had to be under 3.25 oz (or whatever number is close to that) and there was more vodka than 3.25 oz. So she left the checkpoint to dispose of the goods. When she didn't come back for about 20 minutes, we all started to wonder--passengers near to me and the TSA folk themselves about what was taking so long. I began to consider that she might be drinking that said vodka up. She came back through just before boarding bragging about how drunk she was--laughing and kind of skittish. We all laughed at her and she laughed with us. We paid attention to her to see if she staggered and tripped up the steps.
Next fun story: I'm now sitting at my gate at DFW waiting through the hour layover. This maintenance guy taps my shoulder and pushes a bag of food at me. I thought he wanted me to give him my Starbucks trash sitting next to me so I tried to give it to him. He kept pushing the bag my way and I figured out that he thought it was my food. As I was telling him it's not mine, the lady in one of the "paying customers" luxury seats starts yelling at him "that's mine." "leave it alone" "give it to me, that's my food" and started calling him curses. I'm not sure if the guy couldn't understand/speak English, or might not be able to speak at all, but I was appalled at this woman's treatment of him. He just waved her off and continued on his sweeping ways as she talks in the phone about the "dumbass". I decided to move away from her. I'd bet that she didn't pay to sit in the chair either.
Finally, last story of the trip--flight from DFW to Cinnci. Now if any of you saw the weather last Thursday evening, you'd have noticed a long line of pink severe thunderstorms that would be between Dallas and Cinnci. The flight did leave on time and we looked to see how the flight would go. I expected a bumpy flight reminiscent of two flights many years ago--heritage weekend and a high school trip. Anyways, we flew parallel to the storm--and thus got a lengthy show of lighting about 90 miles away from the plane. As we got closer, they warned us that we were about to head through the storm and we were to expect some bumps. I have to give this pilot some cred, because it really wasn't that bad. He had right speed, right altitude, and right path and safely landed us in Cinnci as the lighting began to surround us. As we drove out of the airport, we heard the sirens going off--either for the Kentucky tornado warning, or just a general tornado watch for the area. Not quite sure. Not too long after, the rain began and it was quite the storm. I was very glad to be on ground, and than more grateful to be inside on dry ground soon after.
Today was just a bundle of fun running errands and putting pictures into a powerpoint show. THanks to the Jared for letting us know how to center a picture on a powerpoint slide--to soothe the OCD in Josh. I don't think people would really notice that much once we put the black background in. It's been a normal crazy wedding eve. Speaking of that slide show, I better get back to it.
Best wishes tomorrow on "Sweetest Day" to Tim and Bonnie.
So this is a test...I'm curious how long it takes people to get the answer to the problem below. I guess leave your answers in the comment box...so be fair to the test and don't check comments to see the answer before trying to get it on your own. Just leave a comment with answer and about how many minutes it took you to get it.
What is the measure of angle ABC?
Thank you for all your prayers and concern. I (Mom) am back to almost 100%, unfortunately gaining back the 20 lbs I lost. (Dad)i s still on crutches, but got some encouragement today. He was told that there had been significant healing in the past month. A month ago he went for a second opionion to the Orthopedic Dr in Gunni and found out a screw holding the talus of his fibia together had broken and the bone had split open. He was prescribed a electric bone stimulator. it is only as big as a cell phone and has electrodes that he wears 7 days, 24 hrs.
One of my taco shells caught on fire in the microwave at lunch. In the teachers' lounge. It smelled a little bit worse than burned popcorn.
My computer turned itself off right before I was going to turn the attendance in. Apparently I shouldn't leave it on for four days straight...even with me logged off the system at night....Thus distracted I was when in came the principal just to check on how I'm doing with my classes.
My students remember things from last year!!!!!!!!! They know how to handle area and perimeter!!!!!! They know what it means to work backwards to solve a problem!!!!!! *happy dance* that's probably 3 weeks worth of reteaching shaved off right there...
I have a really good group of students in all my classes. They do require seating charts...at least, I'd hope breaking up a few chatty groups will help. Of course, I'm all positive and I haven't graded a paper yet... haven't closely checked QUALITY of them sitting and working on their own yet. Oh yeah, my students work when I tell them to work. Well, most of them.
I hope this is a sign of a good year.
For the next 24 hours i'm not supposed to make any important decisions or doing anything require mental alertness and coordination. They sedated me quite nicely for the upper GI endoscopy today. It only took a few minutes but I don't remember any of the actual procedure--just talking to the dr, relaxing my mouth around the bite-guard, and then coming too and being rolled out of the room.
The scope showed that I had an angry stomach. A stomach that is angry because my gallbladder is NOT working, which the doctor told me the Hida scan they did two weeks ago showed a bad gallbladder. Which means, I'm having surgery again soon. Hopefully before stuff starts at school.
Tomorrow, I have plans of writing about and posting pictures of my lovely little vacation last week. FOr now, i think I'm going to read myself back into the sleep of sedation medicine running its course.
Now just to get through these last three weeks...and then the last week of "TAKS remediation because you failed"
feeling better....pacemaker isn't a cure, but it helps me recover faster during the "spells" of whatever still plaugues me. meaning, I still get lightheaded, but I don't have to deal with the extreme fatigue and other stuff. so, it's bearable. I'd still like to know what causes these spells though--two likely candidates are blood sugar and thyroid, but my bloodwork shows up normal every single time.
my insurance is good at least. Although I don't think they're a big fan of me right now....they'll be happy when september rolls around and i restart my deductible and everything....
and i leave you with a funny Easter picture:
Or is that redundant?
well, another precious holiday was spent dealing with a running behind doctor's office and than a rainy drive back to Longview. I guess I should start with Saturday though.
Saturday I was up and at the school at 645 with coffee and a muffin. I followed the bus to Daingerfield for a math/science meet. Did the normal thing there (quite boring, all the coaches do is grade...) and left early, around noon.
Picked up Josh and luggage and we headed to Houston. Mom Toad and Danny treated us to a WONDERFUL meal at Ninfa's Mexican food and I had a helluva 99 cent margarite--it was small and yet I was still SLIGHTLY buzzed.
Sunday we lazed around the house and enjoyed another good meal of shrimp and potatoes, --oh yeah and breakfast burritos that morning. I even slept till 930!!!
Monday we got up early and drove to the medical center for a 740 appt. I got there on time and waited an hour before being called back and another 2 something hours before the doctor came in. Now, hold your breath....
Alright, so the verdict is that sometime in my life I will need a pacemaker--the question is when? Now? or later? The doctor said for me it is a matter of a quality of life decision. Based on what he has observed in the last two years he thinks I'll feel better with one. He also said that he has noted a worsening in my degree one block--the P-T interval has gotten longer. So, we left and are now thinking, wondering, praying. A big issue for me right now is the cost even with insurance. So prayer from all for wisdom is appreciated. The doctor said he honestly can't see me going forever without one--I'll need one in the future. He also said an EP test would be sort of a waste of time since all it would do is tell us whether or not it's immediately necessary (he doubts this since I haven't blacked out in over six years) or if the problem is more benign. An EP test says where the signal is getting lost. A dangerous spot is above the AV node ( I think) and the benign spot is below. Go do research if you're confused :-p
After leaving we met up with Toad and Mollie at the Galleria and had lunch at The Cheesecake Factory. YUMMMMM! and than we picked up our luggage and drove back to Longview. Yet again, it RAINED on the way back. not just a steady rain, it stormed. Somehow, driving back from Houston means I get stuck with windy stormy rain--full speed wiper rain. *sigh* at least people were being more careful this time, and it's easier for me to see in the complete dark. But the rain slowed us down and added about an hour to the drive. I was exhausted when we got back and yet I had a bit of grading to do.
School today was normal. I have a workshop tomorrow and am leaving the students with a sub and test *worried look* Oh well, my experience with those who cheat is that they tend to fail anyways. I hope they get a good sub, good by my definition, not theirs.
Peace out. (or as i tell the algebra students--piece it out!!!! simplify first)
somehow, they don't understand that the word simplify means to make easier. The refuse to simplify before trying to solve, even when we tell them to in the directions. *sigh* until they ask for help on a long nasty problem and I sit down and tell them that they are making life hard on themselves.
Whatever happened to the little string that helped people get into the candy package? It take me nearly 5 minutes of fingernailing the top of the "tube" to get through foil and wax paper to unleash the candies. Sort of frustrating.
My brain is normal. The EEG said so and the MRI too.
Now, my heart on the otherhand....
School. almost two weeks down. but Who's counting?
Run! Hide! Anna has a camera:
(just a few of the best ones....)
Last night, a crew of gentlemen or ("my 5 dates") were treated to a homemade lasange dinner (I even made the sauce) and after Macbeth a homemade New York Cheesecake.
I slaved in our kitchen all yesterday afternoon, using my great Kitchen Aid mixer to create a cheesecake filling and getting my hands messy creating a shortbread crust. While that was cooking, I cooked up some tomato sauce for the lasagne and prepared the meat and noodles for layering. I discovered that our oven burns hotter than it is supposed to---when I got an extra toasty crust on my cheesecake on the minimum recommended time :-( and the cheescake got a nice dark brown layer on top (thankfully a very thin layer) instead of a lightly golden top. *sigh* It was still good though as I am sure the others shall testify. Everything was ready by 5. except our company, who had yet to arrive, but that's okay because it never hurts to let a lasange sit a little while.
We enjoyed dinner and than prepared to be off to Kilgore to see the play. and that was good too. But critique is not my area of expertise.
We came back the Scholl abode and I pulled out the cheesecake and blackberry filling (sadly, from a can...) and served up six slices of the cheesecake. The inside looked perfect. In fact, it was perfect...and very very rich. The crust even tasted good, and as I was eating, I noticed that only the very outer layer of the crust was dark brown....the inside crust was a happy golden color.
Finishing my cheesecake and remembering our recent purchase of a Fugi Finepix S3100, I grabbed the camera and took pictures of friends and food to show off....and maybe make a few people drool :-) (I'm still working on sizing...)
"Happiness is a President with Character"
chew that one over for awhile.
John Aidan Delorme, 5 pounds and change, 19 inches long arrived at 5:16 p.m. today. Both mother and baby are doing well (Lily sounds amazingly good....) although Aidan is on oxygen for a little bit; he'll be fine though.
Type in my last and first name and click "search"
Click on "Anna M. Olson"
I haven't been back to file for name change and such yet because I need a copy of the marriage license, and well, it's sitting in our CPOs. But soon...
My sister called me at dinner tonight to share a story about my 2.5 year old nephew Caedin.
My brother-in-law, Ryan, had just found Caedin with his face in the toilet talking to his poop. and since his voice echoed, he began to yell. into the toilet at his poop.
I have something to smile about whenever I need a good laugh now...
Google loves math nerds!
Go check out gmail.google.com
Quickly! Before they take it away!
Now I like country music. That's why I listen to it on my way to school (other than those being the only stations the car picks up right now....)
However, the following I heard this morning is over the top:
A guy called in asking for suggestions of country music to save his marriage. Apparently, country music can save marriages.
and then a comment by one of the d.j.s:
"Country music is perfect for times like this where one is going through divorce or something like it"
A more thoughtful thought of my own on the way back,
we were talking about worship in our every day lives Sunday night after College & Career dinner. "That's what I love about Sundays" came on the radio and I was reminded of our discussion as I listened to the lyrics which describe worship. We shouldn't just love Sunday worship, every day should incorporate those elements of worship that we love--fellowship with others (even if a simple card, phone call, email), music, prayer, and such.
it feels like it should be at least 830 or something....
*forces self to concentrate on creating a review*
Reading through the possible answers, this was does fit me the best:
You're a Gryffinclaw!: You are a determined and
intelligent person who is used to getting your
own way all the time. You are very passionate
about your beliefs and will defend them until
your last breath. Often Griffenclaws work as
lawyers or activists because they have feel so
strongly about a certain subject. You feel that
knowledge is to be used in a practical way and
you often have a very low tolerance for people
you consider of low intelligence. Although you
aren't a social butterfly, you don't have
trouble making fiends, people are usually drawn
to you. Your weakness is that sometimes you can
be insensitive, you're too busy being witty
that you don't realize that you're hurting
peoples' feelings, often your friends. With the
wit of a Ravenclaw and the passion of a
Gryffindor you can face all your battles in
life head on!
Which Mix of the Hogwarts Houses are You?
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|You Have A Type A- Personality|
When it's playtime, you really know how to kick back
I'm nuts; I know.
I just came up with a brilliant group activty for teaching solving systems by substitution. At least I think it is brilliant.
The groups are given a word problem and instructed to set up a system to solve the problem. They then demonstrate each step of solving the system by substitution three ways--one using stickers representing each piece, two by doing a neat symbolic process, and third by using complete sentences to describe each step of the process. THen they put it all together on a poster to display.
You make think it's dorky, but I think it might just work! and it isn't a boring seatwork assignment or homework. though they still get homework :-p
My day went relatively well. Helps that a lot of the trouble makers are not in class due to various disclinary issues.
However, one of the other teachers that Lily works with, an 8th grade math teacher, GOT BIT, today when he tried to take up a note. It wasn't a bad bite....but STILL!
Biting is elementary!
so the doctor, in addition to expensive antibiotics, also put me on another inahler....like the kind they give to asthmatics.
My compassion for asthmatics has increased two or three fold because those things are nasty. In fact, on first use, I threw up. Today, I've had to stick around places where i can easily spit out the nasty saliva and try to avoid any more stomach heaves. and I'm on the danged thing for the next thirty days.
No wonder Rachel uses the spacer.
Or, should I say, remember the yeti that batted "pingus" with a mouse click?
Yeah. if you're bored this Christmas break,
7 Games based on the "pingu" batting. So addicting!
While sadly we have not been able to get in contact with everyone ourselves, many of you have heard rumors of an official engagement.
If you count the existence of a ring on my left hand as a making it official, than yes, it is official. However, if you require a question to be verbally asked, well, we still have troubles. I guess you want to hear the story...
I was perturbed Monday thru Wednesday of finals week (well, when I had a spare moment to think about something other than school) because Josh had not yet asked "the question." I had figured that he'd surely propose before Christmas break. Selfishly, I worried about going home and facing my parents without a ring, because he really wouldn't propose in an airport, would he?
He was even mean and taunted me Wednesday night about the dangers of hiding ring in champagne. (but we are good LUers so that was obviously out of the question.) and thus, I hurried my way through Thursday morning between taking a final, packing, and cleaning and didn't even see Josh until we were getting into Gallagher's car for the trip to Tyler.
The short drive passed uneventfully and we checked in for our flights and sat to wait to go through security. I was sitting there and:
Josh: "So, do you want your gift now or at Houston?" (we had the same flight tyler to houston by no coincedence but parted ways at Houston)
Anna: "I thought we were trading Christmas gifts in Illinois? Really, I've already shipped yours out."
Josh: "This isn't your Christmas gift."
Anna: "oh" (I thought, maybe a birthday gift in addition to the Trans-Siberian concert?)
Josh: "You need something to remember me by for the next week and a half we are apart."
Anna: "Well, you might as well give it to me now because there won't be time in Houston." (I had about an hour layover in Houston. and indeed, we only were able to sit down before my boarding for about 10-15 minutes.)
Josh pulls out this little box and I am still disbeliving that he'd actually propose in an airport. I unwrap the ribbon and open the box to find another box. I was thinking, "Hmm. maybe a watch?"
But no, I hope up this second box and am facing a diamond solitaire ring. (This isn't a picture of the exact ring. That'll have to wait a bit.) I look at Josh with a disbelieving question on my faces, trying to make sure I wasn't imagining things.
Anna: "Oh. Well, I guess I should say yes then. So yes."
I try on the ring. It doesn't make it too far past my knuckle, but it fits well enough on my pinky.
and thus, I realized I had better call a few people while I had cheap cell service and time. and so we spent the next hour before boarding calling immediate family and Lily.
and we were all schmoopy on the plane, sharing some white grape juice on the way.
and discussed a few details. Such as the tentative date of May 8--day after graduation at hopefully, St. Mike's, if we can reserve the church. and blah blah blah. How many of you really want to hear the details? Besides, that'd take half the fun out of you coming to our wedding and seeing the details yourself.
Being a little more awake and reflecting in Houston before I left, I told Josh:
"You know, you never really asked the question."
Josh: "It was an unasked question that was there with the ring."
Anna "So I had to say yes verbally but you can get away without verbally asking the question."
Josh sputtered a bit and I sadly had to go board my plane.
and thus, the story of Anna and Josh's engagement.
Rachel--on her luggage with clothes being lost somewhere...
"God wants me to go naked."
"it may be true ;)"
So we heard the newest addition of LeTourneau Machines start up in the parking lot and of course we had to go look--really how much work do we have in the business office anyways? :-p
But yeah, one of the ladies suggested that they have a machine like that for taking people on campus tours. I thought it was a rather ingenious idea.
A light fog has settled on campus.
But if you look up, above the campus lights.
Right above you--outside silly.
There is a perfectly clear star-lit sky with a white, somewhat full moon.
It's really pretty with the contrast.
You are starch. You are rigid, opinionated,
hard-willed and not too friendly about it. You
keep people out of places, or you keep them in,
and without you a lot of things would collapse.
hopefully you'll never have the authority to
burn people at the stake. Sir. Ma'am.
Which Biological Molecule Are You?
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The final book of Narnia, you're a sometimes disturbing story about the end of the world and the beginning of a new one. Your characters include an evil monkey, a misguided donkey, stubborn dwarves and all the human characters from the previous books. You manage to be heartbreaking and beautiful at once.
Find out which Chronicles of Narnia book you are.
By the Mathematical Mad Hatter
E, phi, i, dear pi
Prime Numbers too
Sine Cosine Tangent
and integral of u,
Decimal fractions rounded to Z
these are a few of my favorite things
When the papers due
When I can't sleep
When I'm feeling blue,
I pull out my math books
pencil and pad,
and than I don't feel.....so bad.
Calculus and algebra,
don't forget trig,
number theory, abstract
Have to love proofs
Circles and squares in x, y or z
these are some more of my favorite things
So I was reading through the newspaper today and came across this gem of an ending to an article:
"The assault case is one of several legal problems involving Love."
and the one before that:
"Love has remained free on $150,000 bail."
courtesy Longview News Journal, "Courtney Love pleads not guilty in assault case" November 11, 2004 p 2c
The Machiavelli personality test has a range of 0-100
Your Machiavelli score is: 65
You are a high Mach, you endorse Machiavelli's opinions.
Most people fall somewhere in the middle, but there's a significant minority at either extreme.
Global Personality Test Results
|Stability (46%) medium which suggests you are moderately relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic. |
Orderliness (33%) moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.
Extraversion (60%) moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.
(via everyone just about)
So if any of you out there have pictures from the last few weeks of activities you'd share, please do so! I wouldn't mind having the pictures from Symphony and "Fall Fest"
Seven months until I graduate.
Today was my last LU Fall Fest event as a student. and it was the best. Earlier on in the week I had the idea in my mind of jazzing up a Saga dinner a bit on Saturday (ya know, the day that just passed). Figured there'd be a good number going to the banquet. But anyways. I didn't really think anything would come of it until I found out that Paige had also thought of jazzing up the dinner with decorations and our own plates and things.
So. We went shopping this morning and made plans for people to meet us dressed up at 530. We would set up a little early. I got back and that afternoon was spent with me working on my education project due Monday and watching the girls as they played with hair and stuff, getting ready for tonight. It was mucho fun. I had fun getting dressed up in a new dress found on sale and new jewelry, and although I was running late for getting things set up at Saga, we managed...with the wonderful help of Caleb, Ziggy, and Wilson, to get our tables set up in 10 minutes. To the great amusement and wonder of the many who were in Saga trying to figure out what we were doing. We even set out the cider for toasts later.
And we had fun eating off of fancy plastic plates and eating semi-decent food and Glen's Great Gooey Rolls. and it was fun to kick back and toast the good things of life in friendship, toasting with our sparkling apple cider in our plastic glasses made for toasting. I'm not sure of their proper names. Think small wine glasses.
The talent show was good. Makes me remember my own days of being on stage and wishing I could compose music and cool stuff like that.
To seven months more of good times with friends...
Home Scholl Would avoid: "Happy St" in Mount Pleasant, TX
I'll try to add more as I continue my envelope stuffing journeys.
What I did in class today: An ABC Poem
Random Number Arrangement
Symbolic of Unmeasurable Ratios
We also had an Active Learning Activity on Emily Dickinson and one of her poems (Part One: Life XXVII) about being a nobody and how somebodies are like frogs in admiring bogs. The activity was to read it and come up with question we would like to ask the poet. I had two questions: What made you think of a frog? and If you know a nobody are they really still a nobody? Lily came up with four silly questions about depression and prozac, and also what is an admiring bog?
Alright, so the class sounds more goofy than it really is. The whole point right now is to practice "Active Learning Activities" and the stuff from the poem was part of a model of direct instruction. It could be worse. The class could be all lecture.
So I received another email today from an LU person trying to send something to Dr. Olson. This time, it was something humorous as it was a simple forward. Grammar Gestapo, this is more for your amusement although I was amused too (after reading it a second time :-p)
To: College & University Editors Subject: a new language
OK, this is not an editorial question ... but this was too good of an editorial slip-up to keep to myself.
>From a flyer I just received announcing the Ellmann Lectures in Modern
Literature, featuring Salman Rushdie:
"He was educated there, at Rugby School, and at Cambridge University before beginning a television career in Karachi, Pakistan, and then a professional writing career, first in English and now in New York."
New York: a new language? Discuss.
So I made a trip to my CPO today to pick up my meager paycheck for the last two weeks...most of which I had spent in Nebraska helping out my sister. Having only put in 16 hours total, I didn't expect much.
Imagine my surprise to open up my check and discover a check for over $300 with this extra line noting an "earnings" of $360 in addition to the $100 for working 16 hours. I was scared. I thought it might be some kinda bonus, so as I walked in wonderment back to work and made a trip by Payroll.
i was informed, that yes, it indeed was a summer plus bonus. I didn't think I was going to have enough weeks to qualify for anything although I had averaged a good chunk of hours working full time when I was here.
I had worried about those 8 days of not working and thus no money, but I reminded myself that helping my sister was more important. and God was faithful. that bonus basically covers what I would have earned those 8 days had I been working.
Sarah is about two weeks old at the time of these pictures. Caedin is 20 months old.
Karin, Sarah, Caedin
For pictures of Sunny's Wedding (I took them...I did the best I could...)
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During our afternoon time with Sunny before the wedding, in which we were pleased to help Sunny not get too stressed.
"This is what happens when you don't get enough sleep: your vocabulary laughs at you an calls you funny names."
"Morgan, at least you know if you side with me, you'll always be alone."--Scholl
The setting: Anna holds her knife in its leather sheath. She, with fork in hand, chased Scholl for "deathing" in the apartment after telling and asking him not too........
"You should really use that knife"--Caleb
"Scholl, Quick! Say death"--Charlie
"Ok. Dea..... Wait! That would be retarded!"--Scholl
"I only got up to retarded."--Morgan
On a poster of Van Gogh's "Starry Night."
"That's definitely a stump!"--Jenny
"It's not a stump; it's the burninator."--Morgan
"Did you ever see the moon that color with the little whooshy round it?"--Morgan
First of all, remind me to show ya'll a little book review I found in last week's Time issue when we're all back. It's a Shadow Council must see review. I'd link it if I could access it.
Here's a quote I copied this morning at work while reading through The Chronicle of Higher Education , the August 6 issue.
Peter Monaghan, "...Triplet Starts of Science" A-32-33
So I washed my sheets yesterday because I wanted clean pillowcases so I figured I might as well wash the sheets too. Why is this even remotely interesting you ask? and What is it I want you to try?
Well, I took my sheets off in the process of getting out of bed. You see, I sleep on the top bunk about two feet from the ceiling. Maybe a little less. So i crawled my way backwards out of bed after taking all the pillowcases off and rolled the sheets up as I went. And later I had them washed and dried. After bringing them back from the laundromat, I was going to go ahead and make my bed again--but Heather was resting on her's and I needed to straddle Heather's and Lily's beds to make my own. We have our beds in an interesting layout. Their beds run north to south and are normal level, a few feet from the ground. Ardith and I have bunked beds that run perpendicular to the other beds over them along the window-wall. Anyways. So I decided to take care of it later. And me being me, I forgot about it until it was time for me to go to bed. Lily was already asleep, and the room was dark, so I had this small dilemma of an unmade bed.
I decided that I would try making my bed as quietly as possible and carefully in the dark by using the same principle with which I had unmade my bed. I crawled up and found the ends of the fitted sheet, fitted it over the far end of the mattress, and slowly worked backward again and fit over another corner, and than finished that by standing on the rungs to fit the last corner. I had bumped my head against the ceiling a few times in the process--sometimes a little loudly . Hope I didn't wake Lily.
The hard part was basically over. I don't really like sleeping "tucked in" so after putting the pillowcases back on my pillows, I settled everything like I normally like it and pulled the sheet and than my blanket, which had stayed partially tucked in along the back side of the mattress, over me and went to sleep.
This doesn't sound as amusing as it really was, and probably entertaining to anyone who could have watched. But still, it is interesting to make one's top bunk bed in the dark while others are sleeping.
this if from a spam email from "Dairy Queen" regarding "Free Ice Cream":
Creativity is not just a process of invention. It can also be a mode of relaxation. Your creativity is endless. Later on you can decide whether this is the beginning of a permanent change. You will attract a potential partner. Play your cards right.
Take steps to discard the old and embrace the new. Play it safe when you deal with business or personal partnerships. Go with your instincts. Communication will return to normal soon enough. Your support and suggestions will lead to respect from others.
Avoid opposition for a little while. Watch for the right opportunity. The more creatively you launch yourself You wonder why others make such elaborate plans when life can be this easy.
Bring your unique ideas out in the open today. Take care of business. Let everything else happen on its own. Congratulations: You just talked yourself into a bigger slice of the pie. A bit of drama is kind of fun -- sometimes. Be careful -- someone will be trying to sabotage you
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is was an invisible post. I will post tomorrow when I'm not so sleepy. It is tomorrow and I will post more later. yay, we have a new thermostat we have to get a new toilet because our's leaks. at least they're fixing it. I'm tired of being sick.
on this quiz, i got 149/200, not too bad for a numbers gal
Griffins are gorgeous creatures with the head of an
eagle and the body of a lion. You are smart
and can think on your feet. You also can be a
bit of an airhead and may be called a ditz by
others. You are not dtupid, but in fact, very
intelligent. You are also eager to help others
and are usually docile and submissive. But if
someone offends you you do bite back.
What Mythological Creature Are You (Many Results and Beautiful Pics)
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i have to say the pictures are pretty sweet in their own way. and this sort of fits.
on a lighter note, I've decided to start an open thread for comments in remembrance of some fun forum times with Question & Answer, Answer & Question. I personally had more fun with A & Q where we start from an answer and you post a question to fit the answer and than you drop another random phrase for the next person. I'll start the comments off with an answer and away ya'll can go!
Present in many belief systems, most notably Christian and Judaic, angels are a race of beings who serve Deity. They have many callings and subcategories. In popular culture they are most renowned for their role as guardians and protectors of humanity. Although angels can be dangerous and terrible creatures, many people refuse to acknowledge that aspect of them.
looking at the other results, i could also be a Muse
well, i might right roughly in proportion to the number of comments or the quality of comments I get before tomorrow after I sleep some. unless Harry Potter continues to distract me.
i'll post this weekend if i get "x" comments where x is a number as yet to be decided. how's that for fuzzy math?
"Heather, why aren't you using a bigger knife?" --Anna
"I'm afraid of the bigger ones."--Heather
"May I come over...speaking of hell"--Scholl
if only i could do that well in real mini golf.... i normall get somewere a little over 60 on a 36 par. on internet putt putt, first try i had a 67 out of 48.
try different combinations of capital letters and stuff....there are some interesting ones...
and yet it fits... somewhat.
Sixes are a whole bunch of words; harmony,
friendship, family life, loyal, reliable,
loving, and you adapt easily. You do well in
teaching and the arts, but are often
unsuccessful in business. You are prone to
gossip and complacency. The Pythagoreans
regarded six as the perfect number because of
lots of math things; six is divisible by both
two and three, and was the sum and well as the
product of the first three digits. Please rate
What does your name and arithmacy say about you? (some simple knowledge of adding is required on your part)
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Your muse is Clio, the Proclaimer, the muse of
History. Her symbol is the scroll. You're
very interested in history; have you considered
archaeology for a taste of something new?
Which of the Nine Muses is your muse?
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I present to you the ultimate bizarre/random/strange tourist guide.
This looks to be entertaining... it has some quotes from our favorite "seed faith" man
i want to be asleep. i should be asleep.
i forgot how much i like vanilla wafers. they make a good late night snack for my picky stomach.
starburst jelly beans are good too.
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions
The first book I grabbed had a title on page 23 and no fifth sentence. Therefore, I grabbed a book which is about the same distance in a different direction:
"A special gold star if you can name the work and author of this famous line"
|What Irrational Number Are You?|
You are π
Of all the irrational numbers, you are the most famous. You have many friends and fans. Like many people, non-Euclidean geometry makes you feel uncomfortable. You are involved in so many things that it seems like it would take two of you to make ends meet.
You are particularly close to the rational number 22/7. However, you and e have been called "remarkable."
Your lucky number is approximately 3.14159265
Culture is a way of life; intelligence is a way of the mind.
Lily "You cannot be a bulimic Christian...binge and spew forth"
"Great Light of the World" by Bebo Norman
Great Light Of The World
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Sometimes at night
I am afraid
I cover my eyes,
Cover my shame
So here in the dark
Come with your light
And fill up my heart
Oh great light of the world
Fill up my soul
Iím half a man here
So come make me whole
Oh great light of the world
Come to impart
The light of your grace
To fill up my heart
The wind of this world
Can push us around
Folding us up
Backing us down
But here in the dark
Iím not alone
So come with your strength
And carry me home
I don't know if I could express really this song affects me...all I know is I don't mind having it stuck in my head. and this semester, I need some good songs.
one week ago i was bundled up against a snow-blowing cold wind. Today I was able to walk around in a sleeveless shirt and shorts with flip flops. I like warm sunshiny days.
and now i sit waiting for time to roll around so as to have a lovely evening out with my favorite friends. and be glad that it is warm so as not to be quite cold while wearing my strappy formal.
This was just too good (to me) not to post up:
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar......and the coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "Yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf ball are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff."
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
"Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
now i myself would probably polish this up a little bit by trying to make God the sole priority and than everything after that. maybe the jar is God :-) at any rate, i am off to me bed now.
Happy Valentine's Day!
now I shall go add links on my sidebar for these.
and this is just special : http://www.heartbeat2000.com/
when you're supposed to be doing homework.....
My best score so far is 323.5
These two passages have been shared in class devotionals the last two days. I will mostly let them speak for themselves and of course recommend you to look at surrounding verses.
The first I give to you, particularly remembering Monday night:
Job 22:29:"When men are brought low and you say, 'Lift them up!'
then he will save the downcast."
Again I say, read the entire chapter for that one.
and the second from Dr Woodring:
Isaiah 57:1-2 "The righteous perish, and no one ponders it in his heart; devout men are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken away
to be spared from evil. Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death"
Back to reading for homework...
From The Magic of Numbers by Eric Temple Bell:
A good ringing [grape juice] glass with spoons, knives, and forks of
assorted sizes offer an excellent opportunity for rousing your dinner
partner to the wonders of science when she is about to expire of boredom.