Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Jon Gosselin and his girlfriend of two months have broken up!
I think I need to read The Curse of the Good Girl. Supposedly it will help me raise my very good daughter to be more assertive.
From Web MD:
There has been a 732% increase in computer-related injuries (tripping over wires, falling,et cetera.)
Both objective and self-reported stats say that the least happy states to live in are:
The happiest states are:
The Bic pen was originally the Bich pen, but too many people pronounced it as the bitch pen.
You will weigh less during a full moon. FYI: that's tomorrow - March 30. Get your scale out now.
Friday, March 26, 2010
!! I was in a school office this week when I had no choice but to overhear the principal loudly complain to a staff member about some teachers. Whether or not the principal's claims had validity, I was annoyed to hear specific names mentioned - especially since one is a teacher my child has this year. I wonder how one goes about introducing a principal to the concept of a closed office door during venting sessions.
!! I’m thinking Mrs. 4444’s for principal now. I really am. What do you think??
?? How do you all respond via email to your comments? I love that you do, but haven't figured out how to do that. Are you working from the comment moderation page?
!! My favorite missionary, Julie, has me using Live Writer now. I like it but don’t really know why. However, I do know why I like Julie. She and her husband have such a passion for sharing Christ :) Life in Hungary hasn’t been easy for Julie and there have been times I’ve worried about her being there (like when her son went through a terrifying medical crisis last year) but she NEVER complains about where the Lord has placed her family – even though I sometimes think she should. If you need a missionary family to love, go meet Julie.
!! When I was a child, I always thought that a rainy or cold Saturday was just perfect if I happened to turn on the t.v. just as the CBS Children's Film Festival began. I never could decide if I liked or despised Kukla, Fran, and Ollie though.
!! My 8 year old had a field trip to the library this week. He and his partner were to measure their height with the measuring guide there. He was surprised and a bit disappointed at the results. "It turns out that I'm only 4 inches tall but I always thought I was 8 feet tall!”
!! I asked my students to choose two words or phrases that best define them. Some were insightful (pliable), a lot were boring (nice) and then there is Steve who agonized over what best defined who he is as a person: smoker.
!! On Craigslist this week, one local group listed a blue coach for sale. He is a good deal at $50 since, "...the coach is large and would require a truck for pick up."
!! PRETEND THAT I'M SMART AND THAT THERE IS A FRIDAY FOLLOW BUTTON RIGHT HERE:
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Here Burns My Candle was provided to me for review by the WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group and I was thrilled to receive it because I love historical fiction and I love Liz Curtis Higgs.
Lady Elisabeth Kerr is one of three women in a 1745 Edinburgh household run by her mother-in-law, the Dowager Lady Marjory Kerr. They enjoy a life of privilege and leisure until bonny Prince Charlie makes a claim to retake his father's throne. From the moment loyalties are chosen and revealed and, at times, hearts and lives broken, the Kerrs will be forever changed.
What makes this novel different from most of similar genre, is that the neat, happy ending simply doesn't materialize as the reader might hope. This novel is one of imperfections, spiritual awakening and is a love story far deeper and broader than we might expect.
The novel begins very slowly and I might not have continued with it if I hadn't needed to write this review. But somewhere around page 144, the book found its rhythm and by the end I looked forward to 2011 when the sequel will be published.
Would you like to read it? Leave a comment today. Okay, I mean please comment whether or not you want the book, but if you really want it, let me know. How's that for lack of clarity? We'll choose a name out of the hat, and if my giveaway history prevails, the book should be in the mail to the winner in a month or so, give or take a year.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Recently, my daughter spent several hours in the company of some very different boys. They are well-controlled, intellectual in nature, polite and even kind to everyone they encounter. They have earned a reputation as good and dependable workers. But they're also a little Dugger-esque without the multiple babies or the long-haired sisters.
"No way!! I would never date a geek. I'm not like you!"
And so she laughed and her FATHER aka Checkered Whom I Used to Love, laughed, too.
"Oh, your mom sure did like to date geeks!" Hahahahahahaha!!
"I know! Have you seen the pictures with all those guys and their enormous glasses!!" HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I felt it necessary to point out that most of the geeks were now enjoying very successful mid-lives, thank you very much, and they never treated me with anything but respect, AND I had fun dating most all of them.
But I've been thinking about you, Mr. Checkered. You were certainly cool in high school. And you were certainly cool for a while after that, but the minute you went back to school and fretted if your gpa dropped below 4.0, the minute you became addicted to tallying your Weight Watcher points on your Blackberry, the minute you began to take pride in how you do laundry and wash dishes, the minute you started arriving at work an HOUR before the start time, well, you became an official geek. And you are the reason I happen to know that geeks become wonderful husbands.
Perhaps you could forward those thoughts on to your daughter now.
Friday, March 19, 2010
~My two youngest boys googled, "Ways to fake sick and get to stay home from school." They were so thrilled with the new great ideas that they immediately found me to tell me everything they learned.
~I've grumbled about having to drive a mini van for past 75 years. Now that I've insisted on getting a bathroomless/air-conditionerless pop-up camper, I will have to drive a truck. A really big truck. While I'll never be able to back-up or pull into a parking space again, I had a recent epiphany that my husband will be okay with us getting mulch this year since he won't have to pay for delivery.
~Mrs. 4444's, mother of Friday Fragments, says assertiveness is good. I wouldn't know about that. I do know that her blog is good medicine.
~My neighbor drives his car about 50 yards every day. Twenty-five to the stop sign and 25 back to his driveway. He's getting great gas mileage.
~My friend's dog died unexpectedly on Christmas Eve. It was devastating. She is now looking for a new dog. My friend is compassionate, loving and having a terrible time finding someone who will allow her to buy a puppy. I sincerely think that other people are offering more $$ than the asking prices. When the right seller and puppy do come along, they're going to find just what a wonderful family my friend and her husband and kids make.
~Another dog-loving friend sent us to our current vet. This vet runs such a bare-bones, no frills practice that had I not trusted my friend completely, I might have thought the vet was not especially swift. It turns out that he is the father of several VERY smart children and he is so very, very compassionate. He always wants my kids to look through the microscope and see all those squiggly things or listen to the dog's heart so they can learn. What's even better is that he almost always gives me a discount. These are the ones I've received thus far:
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
But sometimes these little adjustment thingies stick and the chairs get locked into uncomfortable positions.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
~I work in a building cleverly named H Building, so I spend a lot of time worrying that if someone comes there thinking it's a hospital, I may have to pretend I'm a doctor and treat them.
~It's okay to eat all the cookies as long I bake more before the family arrives home. (They'll never even know)
~Sometimes I'm so overjoyed with the first sentence that someone says, that I don't hear anything else they say. That gets problematic by the end of the conversation.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
I thought maybe I was in love with Facebook. Through it I have found high school classmates, former neighbors, and some of my dearest college friends. I've gotten to be much better friends with some people from my own neighborhood, too. So checking FB multiple times each day brought immense pleasure to me and would surely be meaningful as a Lenten offering.
The first few FB-less days were hard. What if someone sent me a friend request? What if Jennifer posted pix of her first photo exhibit (or the subsequent SECOND one!!)?? What if Lady Fi offered some of her sage advice about life or my last long-lost college friend decided to find me?
But something interesting has happened. The time I was spending "quickly" checking my FB has morphed into time my brain can simply think. I'm teaching better, reading more books, and doing a far better job studying for the Sunday school lessons I write.
This week, instead of checking my FB page a dozen times a day, I've been reading these verses and trying to see what they mean in my life:
If anyone boasts, "I love God," and goes right on hating his brother or sister, thinking nothing of it, he is a liar. If he won't love the person he can see, how can he love the God he can't see? The command we have from Christ is blunt: Loving God includes loving people. You've got to love both. 1 John 4:20,21
In some ways, it would have been easier all the way around to have given up pizza.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
If a blogger links to Mrs. 4444's Friday Fragments, people will notice.
If one volunteers in the church nursery and successfully delays changing a bad diaper until after the service is over and the parents arrive, people will notice.
If one is a student in Dr. Caution's class and picks one's nose every.single.day, and Dr. Caution can't help but pause during the lecture when she sees the finger up the nose, people will notice.
If one fails to squeeze one's buttocks tightly enough during a sneeze and ends up with an embarrassing snart as a result, people will surely notice.
If one is using a pedometer to count her steps every day in an attempt to hit the 10,000 step mark, and holds the pedometer in her hand while driving, the steps will add right up. If she always records those 10,000 steps but her derriere never gets smaller, people will notice.
If one mentions on Facebook that she cannot find any pants to wear to a work meeting, and the person in charge of that committee and the entire project is her Facebook friend and at the beginning of the meeting comments, "Well, are you wearing pants?" people will notice.
If the writer of a very small blog makes repeated references to gross bodily functions, will people notice?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
I was clever!!
I was frugal!!!
I was a great mom!!!!
As a result, my children haven't been sick since I boiled and boiled and boiled those soft plastic brushes and I think we owe the good health to this:
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
First, her name. Don't you just love the name Leigh? If I hadn't once pretended to change my name to Elisabeth, I might have considered pretending to rename myself Leigh. If I ever have a daughter-in-law, I'm going to name her Leigh.
Secondly, she knows how to make those little link buttons that I spent all week-end trying to make and couldn't.
Thirdly, she's happy. Today Leigh begins a new weekly theme: it features pix of things that make us happy. Isn't that a lovely meme for Tuesdays?
So what makes me happy? After a long, gray Detroit winter (did I ever tell you that Detroit is the third gloomiest city in our country?), the sun came back!! And, baby, when the sun is out, even the pain of spending $500 between the orthodontist and the eye doctor seems tolerable.
Welcome back, Mr. Sun!
Monday, March 1, 2010
This year the banquet was in a truly lovely facility very close to home. That the banquet facility overlooks the Burger King drive-through was just an added bonus for some.
Like most banquets, there are raffle baskets and EVERYONE $$participates$$ and dreams of what he or she will do if they win one of the really good baskets such as the Family Fun basket with the board games, the restaurant gift cards, the ice skating gift cards, the football, and the snacks.
During the Blue and Gold, without warning after dinner (during which my friend's husband discovered a very long hair in his mashed potatoes), a raffle ticket number was called and no one answered. Without much hesitation, the emcee called a second ticket number and that is when my son raced out of the restroom waving the first winning ticket. Some quick thinking on the part of the emcee left my boy with his dream basket: yes, he won the Family Fun one.
We played two house rules games of Monopoly today (on the new board even though we already owned one) and a couple of games of Chinese Checkers. We LOVE Chinese Checkers, but have learned the board we got in the raffle basket is too flimsy and easily ruined when five or six people play. Not to worry though. I've already $$bought$$ a new Chinese Checkers game because we can't let the enthusiasm die, can we?
What a $$bargain$$ that banquet was !! I don't regret a single $.
Have you ever won a raffle before? What did you win?