*This week, pettiness in my little social/volunteer circles has been abundant. Why do people insist on being the center of attention or having things go their way??
*Transitioning away from pettiness now, my niece recently was talking about RON Paul. I misunderstood and thought she was talking about RUE Paul. You might imagine my confusion as the conversation continued to move forward and she talked about his children and grandchildren.
*For three years, this typically well-behaved Lab mix has consistently done two things she shouldn't. She tries to get on our bed and she indulges in anything in the trashcan. We shoo. We lock the trashcan. We holler. We put the trashcan up on the counter, and still, when we look the other way, Miss Pepper is at it again. She owns us and she knows it.
*Did you know that early cathedrals were constructed, in part, to show the poor, illiterate peasants a brief glimpse of what Heaven will be like? I find that fascinating and logical. There is much to be said for a beautiful sanctuary and liturgy.
*If you are not like my youngest boy who says that he is pretty much beyond the reading stage now, I recommend The Language of Flowers. It's a haunting and beautiful-written story of a girl who turns 18 and emancipates from the foster care program. A long time ago I had a student who had just emancipated. She ended up in our state because someone she had just met was moving here. "Where else would I go?" she asked me.
*Checkered and I have been talking about what careers we would choose if we were doing it all over. He thinks he might like to work for the Department of Natural Resources. If I were to choose teaching again, I might work in Special Education. Then again, maybe I would just drive a train. I'll have to keep thinking about this one. How about you? In a do-over, what job would you choose?
Now that I'm thinking about it, I would like to be the car horn czar. Use your horn a little too liberally? Bam! It would be silenced.
Have a wonderful week-end.
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Did you watch the PBS special a couple nights ago on building cathedrals? It was fascinating!
I cured my dog once and for all by taking a jellyroll pan, putting lots of small metal things on it, then putting a tiny bit of meat on the edge, THEN setting it on the counter so that one side was slightly off the counter. When he reached to get the meat, the whole noisy thing came crashing down on him (did not hurt him), the metal stuff made a LOUD noise as it hit the floor, and he's not gone near the counter since. The idea is to not let him see that there's a connection between you and the consequences, so that it will still be effective even when you're not there. (Just an idea - but it's one that worked great for us!) :-) As far as the trash goes, if your dog won't stay away from it, you can always set it in a closet at night.
I would just like to be the czar/tzar/tsar (which is it?!?) of anything:)
If I were doing the college/career choice thing again, I think I would follow my first love - maps. Do something for the USGS. Or maybe I would be a doctor, like a neurologist or something. Can you say $$$$$? But on the other hand, maybe I would be a hobo.
PS - I think I love Miss Pepper:)
Believe it or not, I drew houseplans when I was a kid, but don't want to be an architect now. I'd now like to be paid to scour flea markets and rummage sales for antique fruit jars! Surely that should be a marketable skill, right?!
I, too, watched the recent PBS show about the building of gothic cathedrals. Fascinating! The stained glass scenes were a Bible for the illiterate masses to read.
Keep blogging, Caution!
things are still no where near where they should be but there is a sort of truce ... and that is PROGRESS!
gosh time flies... youjust got pepper... really you did... remember??
seems like there is always drama here... for now we are being kept from the elder grand child... after all the ohh shes so bad for doing that I would never act that way... S ... has decided to be the one to act in such a mannor... so... I am working on practicing patience... its not easy... but, in the end she is the one who is destroying our relationship and one day her son will see and know the truth he is just too young to know or understand right now.
anyway... hugs Love ya
I can't stand pettiness and drama in any social circle! Sorry! I hope it ends soon,
If I could have any career, I would be a coroner or murder investigator. I guess I'm twisted! ;) Have a great weekend!
I think when it comes right down to it -- we end up doing what we wanted and what suits us. I'm retired now, so it doesn't much matter. :)
Cranberry Morning's idea for the dog is brilliant. I look forward to trying it.
I can't imagine doing anything other than teaching middle school, except maybe teaching kindergarten.
The book sounds intriguing. Today, I started to "read" The Pinballs (via itunes audiobook). It has to do with fostercare, too. Not much other than kid books for me these days...
Thanks for linking up. Have a wonderful weekend.
I'll have to check out that book Language of Flowers; it sounds like a fascinating story; I think it is so sad for kids who transition out of foster care when they get to be adults and trying to learn how to be an adult "on their own" so to speak; glad when there are some states that have programs that help with transitioning.
LOL with driving a train! That does sound kind of fun!
I think I would be a cook for the circus :)
have a good weekend!
betty
car horn czar, that makes me laugh!! we lived in chicago and you hear those a lot! in DC too :-(
pettiness is annoying. but it's part of the human condition, i think. i find myself pretty self focused if i don't fight it.
do over...hmmm. i don't know, really i don't. i once wanted to own my own business till i learned how hard the work and long the house. i suppose i will take motherhood. at least i can travel with that job too ;-)
I would like to be the entitlement czar. That's all.
I would totally become a photographer much earlier in life, but I'd get myself a traveling photographer gig.
I think either a private detective or an archeologist.
I ease my "archeological urge" by hand digging a pond in my backyard. we've even found some cool fossils!
Visiting from Friday fragments...on Sunday night! :-)
have a great evening!
Carolee
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My dogs would never jump on the bed but there are some suspect hairy sofa cushions.
Careers, doing it all over again, I think about that one all the time. I want it to be liberating, but honestly, it scare the poop out of me.
Car horn czar, lol!
Gotta ask....driving a train???
Is it because of the hat the conductors get to wear??
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