October 28, 2004

Closed Minds Are Too Dark For Growth

Strange isn't how the times change. How the world advances. And isn't is just amazing how quickly one can become mired into the past if one doesn't have an open mind. The world has changed is about the lamest statement I can make. I don't know if there is a single sentence that can actually describe the extent of advances we have made in the education of our youth. Our future leaders.

What I can't understand is how people can become closed off to change...actually fear change to such an extent that they become fixated on avoiding it. Turn it into a phobia of some sort. I think I have a cure for this phobia. These types of people need to have a baby. Naturally...no drugs, no episiotomy, just them, the contractions and the focusing. Having a baby is one of the quickest ways to overcome fear of change. It teaches you that you can endure all sorts of changes and survive...all you need to do is breathe, concentrate, and listen.

Not a bad pholosophy for life in general really.

Oh...on another note...

Caller ID is a bizarre thing. Most people now have it on their phones. There are a few people, I suppose, that don't realize that when they make a call their phone number is displayed and recorded. It's an easy method of discovering who makes, say, an unidentified call.

Closed Minds Are Too Dark For Growth

Strange isn't how the times change. How the world advances. And isn't is just amazing how quickly one can become mired into the past if one doesn't have an open mind. The world has changed is about the lamest statement I can make. I don't know if there is a single sentence that can actually describe the extent of advances we have made in the education of our youth. Our future leaders.
What I can't understand is how people can become closed off to change...actually fear change to such an extent that they become fixated on avoiding it. Turn it into a phobia of some sort. I think I have a cure for this phobia. These types of people need to have a baby. Naturally...no drugs, no episiotomy, just them, the contractions and the focusing. Having a baby is one of the quickest ways to overcome fear of change. It teaches you that you can endure all sorts of changes and survive...all you need to do is breathe, concentrate, and listen.
Not a bad pholosophy for life in general really.
Oh...on another note...
Caller ID is a bizarre thing. Most people now have it on their phones. There are a few people, I suppose, that don't realize that when they make a call their phone number is displayed and recorded. It's an easy method of discovering who makes, say, an unidentified call.

October 27, 2004

I Need Bawls...or something

I'm in need of caffeine. Instead, here I am. Surfing blogs at an ungodly hour. I could be making the donuts and drinking my favorite drink...sugar free caramel latte. But no, I am surfing java instead of drinking it.

We had volleyball last night from 4 pm until ohhhhhh 9:30.

Yay.

Today, work!

Yay.

Hey...Petie is a Papa again. Six babies! Not only is he a Papa but he is a viral puppy making machine.

If you are in need of a Jack Rat Terrier let me know.



I Need Bawls...or something

I'm in need of caffeine. Instead, here I am. Surfing blogs at an ungodly hour. I could be making the donuts and drinking my favorite drink...sugar free caramel latte. But no, I am surfing java instead of drinking it.
We had volleyball last night from 4 pm until ohhhhhh 9:30.
Yay.
Today, work!
Yay.
Hey...Petie is a Papa again. Six babies! Not only is he a Papa but he is a viral puppy making machine.
If you are in need of a Jack Rat Terrier let me know.


October 25, 2004

What A Weekend From HELL...and it just isn't looking up yet!

Saturday...no work...volleyball games at Cozad until my ass went numb(and that takes alot)and got home about 7:30pm then I was a witch in our local haunted house.

yes... W i t c h

I bet that was NO SURPRISE to you all. It was sort of fun. Mark was Beetleguise and he was funny. I just dirtied up and screamed all night long. Nothing different there! ha ha ha

Sunday, I forgot someone had rolls ordered and ended up waking up in a panic,late, making the rolls and delivering them to a church out of town wearing no make up, uncombed hair, dirty teeth, part of my witch makeup smeared around the creases of my neck and a holey bra.

yah

SuWeeT with a capital S

I'm sure they prayed for the freak who brought the rolls after I left

Mom and I then went to Lexington to get schtuff for the shop and ended up getting home around 7 pm

Alec met me at the door demanding I get him Tylenol and then proceeded to vomit every hour on the hour until 3 am. He and I stayed the night downstairs, him on the couch and bathroom floor and I on the recliner near a steadily growing pile of washcloths and barf buckets. Poor kid finally settled down around 3 am.

Kind of a cute little funny ha ha on me was that at 4 am the hospital called Mark and needed a script filled. Of course I answered the phone in a child barfing all night I didn't get any sleep induced coma. After they asked for Mark I stumbled all around the house with the phone in one hand and a wad of vomit rags in the other calling for Mark like I didin't know where he was.

ha ha ha ha ahahahahhahahahh god I love those late night calls!!!

Yayyyyyyyyyy for us! whoo hooooo!

After that fiasco of a night I talked with the other gal who would be working with me today and found out that she had a sick kid (of COURSE!), I then made a desparate call to Cindy and found that she had had a WEEKEND FROM HELL! I then went to work and, along with the help of my Mama, Mark, and Shelley belly, made it through the day with only a couple of slight Transient Ischemic Attacks. Now, here I am.

Waiting for...the other shoe...

What A Weekend From HELL...and it just isn't looking up yet!

Saturday...no work...volleyball games at Cozad until my ass went numb(and that takes alot)and got home about 7:30pm then I was a witch in our local haunted house.
yes... W i t c h
I bet that was NO SURPRISE to you all. It was sort of fun. Mark was Beetleguise and he was funny. I just dirtied up and screamed all night long. Nothing different there! ha ha ha
Sunday, I forgot someone had rolls ordered and ended up waking up in a panic,late, making the rolls and delivering them to a church out of town wearing no make up, uncombed hair, dirty teeth, part of my witch makeup smeared around the creases of my neck and a holey bra.
yah
SuWeeT with a capital S
I'm sure they prayed for the freak who brought the rolls after I left
Mom and I then went to Lexington to get schtuff for the shop and ended up getting home around 7 pm
Alec met me at the door demanding I get him Tylenol and then proceeded to vomit every hour on the hour until 3 am. He and I stayed the night downstairs, him on the couch and bathroom floor and I on the recliner near a steadily growing pile of washcloths and barf buckets. Poor kid finally settled down around 3 am.
Kind of a cute little funny ha ha on me was that at 4 am the hospital called Mark and needed a script filled. Of course I answered the phone in a child barfing all night I didn't get any sleep induced coma. After they asked for Mark I stumbled all around the house with the phone in one hand and a wad of vomit rags in the other calling for Mark like I didin't know where he was.
ha ha ha ha ahahahahhahahahh god I love those late night calls!!!
Yayyyyyyyyyy for us! whoo hooooo!
After that fiasco of a night I talked with the other gal who would be working with me today and found out that she had a sick kid (of COURSE!), I then made a desparate call to Cindy and found that she had had a WEEKEND FROM HELL! I then went to work and, along with the help of my Mama, Mark, and Shelley belly, made it through the day with only a couple of slight Transient Ischemic Attacks. Now, here I am.
Waiting for...the other shoe...

October 23, 2004

Supah Dupah

Thanks to Cindy Sue Hot Java Lava Coffee Diva I am able to spend the entire day watching volleyball action in the big city of COZAD. I may also get to go to SUPER MEGA BIG ASS WALMART near Lexington.

whoa



Supah Dupah

Thanks to Cindy Sue Hot Java Lava Coffee Diva I am able to spend the entire day watching volleyball action in the big city of COZAD. I may also get to go to SUPER MEGA BIG ASS WALMART near Lexington.
whoa


October 20, 2004

Fire Hungry and Cookie Baking Queen

Well, after the school board forum tonight I expect another toopid annonymous letter.

Bring it on...J A N

Other than that...it's misting out and I LOVE misty weather.

The only bad thing? I can't get my damn fire to light. I even lit the match box on fire and yet, my logs did not burn. sonofatwigs

I used peat moss, leaves, dead geranums stems and a handful of cinnamon spice tea leaves as my tinder, along with the match box...yet...nothing. I even threw in a tiny boquet of dried flowers.

nada

Probably be blazing at 2am.

~

Shelley wasn't at work today...probably lazing around in bed with the old man watching cop shows and vampire epics.

Probably eating pancakes and bacon and eggs for supper and doesn't realize she has a piece of bacon caught between her two front teeth for HOURS afterwards.

~

I made 50 cookies for Katie and Andrew's Spanish class parties.

Both of which are tomorrow. Both of which are different grades taught by the same teacher...the infamous Mrs. P.

Mrs. P...how do you say...Vending Machine in Spanish?

Fire Hungry and Cookie Baking Queen

Well, after the school board forum tonight I expect another toopid annonymous letter.
Bring it on...J A N
Other than that...it's misting out and I LOVE misty weather.
The only bad thing? I can't get my damn fire to light. I even lit the match box on fire and yet, my logs did not burn. sonofatwigs
I used peat moss, leaves, dead geranums stems and a handful of cinnamon spice tea leaves as my tinder, along with the match box...yet...nothing. I even threw in a tiny boquet of dried flowers.
nada
Probably be blazing at 2am.
~
Shelley wasn't at work today...probably lazing around in bed with the old man watching cop shows and vampire epics.
Probably eating pancakes and bacon and eggs for supper and doesn't realize she has a piece of bacon caught between her two front teeth for HOURS afterwards.
~
I made 50 cookies for Katie and Andrew's Spanish class parties.
Both of which are tomorrow. Both of which are different grades taught by the same teacher...the infamous Mrs. P.
Mrs. P...how do you say...Vending Machine in Spanish?

Duh, LIke Errrr...Doiiii

Have you ever done something so many times it becomes a habit and then found out that what you have been doing was...well, not wrong really but not quite right?

Probably not.

Every morning I get up and wash my hair in the sink.

I love to take a bath, read, drink beer and dye my hair at night, remember?

Well, just the other day, as I was done washing my hair, thinking, man that shampoo is sooo good smelling I glanced down and discovered, durrrrrrr I've been using Herbal Essence body wash instead of shampoo.

For awhile now.

A long while.

NO WONDER MY HAIR IS SO FREAKING DRY!

And when you have chicken fluff like I do...EVERYTHING COUNTS!

Tonight? Hot oil treatment!

No Mark...not that kind...

or...hmmmm...ideas are streaming in...grin

Duh, LIke Errrr...Doiiii

Have you ever done something so many times it becomes a habit and then found out that what you have been doing was...well, not wrong really but not quite right?
Probably not.
Every morning I get up and wash my hair in the sink.
I love to take a bath, read, drink beer and dye my hair at night, remember?
Well, just the other day, as I was done washing my hair, thinking, man that shampoo is sooo good smelling I glanced down and discovered, durrrrrrr I've been using Herbal Essence body wash instead of shampoo.
For awhile now.
A long while.
NO WONDER MY HAIR IS SO FREAKING DRY!
And when you have chicken fluff like I do...EVERYTHING COUNTS!
Tonight? Hot oil treatment!
No Mark...not that kind...
or...hmmmm...ideas are streaming in...grin

October 18, 2004

Uranus, Myanus, Wereallanus

Everything seems to be in slow mo today. Me You Everything. Have you noticed it?

Anyways I'm sitting here in my striped pyjammy pants, big yellow shirt that says Rockport Fighting Crabs...(thank you Jo Jo Dancing Girl for this shirt which I luv so mucho) and I'm just thinking about our BP shopping trip. I missed it last year because we just opened the shop and all. I am READY to get away but since someone turned their notice in today (I Quit!) I may have trouble going. NO JO...I AM GOING...I AM...I WILL WORK IT OUT!! Jo Jo is going on a cruise soon so she thinks her shit doesn't stink. Little hussy. Me so NOT going on a cruise...let alone a FAMILY cruise. cool even.

Well, I painted a couple of walls on Sunday and I papered a bit today and did a bunch of menial shit jobs for the shop and still I feel as if I did NOTHING.

I hope it's just the moon phase or something. Probably something to do with Uranus...NO MARK..not yours!

Uranus, Myanus, Wereallanus

Everything seems to be in slow mo today. Me You Everything. Have you noticed it?
Anyways I'm sitting here in my striped pyjammy pants, big yellow shirt that says Rockport Fighting Crabs...(thank you Jo Jo Dancing Girl for this shirt which I luv so mucho) and I'm just thinking about our BP shopping trip. I missed it last year because we just opened the shop and all. I am READY to get away but since someone turned their notice in today (I Quit!) I may have trouble going. NO JO...I AM GOING...I AM...I WILL WORK IT OUT!! Jo Jo is going on a cruise soon so she thinks her shit doesn't stink. Little hussy. Me so NOT going on a cruise...let alone a FAMILY cruise. cool even.
Well, I painted a couple of walls on Sunday and I papered a bit today and did a bunch of menial shit jobs for the shop and still I feel as if I did NOTHING.
I hope it's just the moon phase or something. Probably something to do with Uranus...NO MARK..not yours!

October 17, 2004

Insert Scream & Goulish Moan Here

Our coffee shop was once a mortuary. Many, many years ago. Isn't that sick. Imagine a building that is a block long with a basement just as long. That is our shop. Upstairs, in the front, is our coffee shop and the middle is the pharmacy and the very back of the building is where we cook our food. The basement is storeage. There are many small rooms downstairs and weird storeage areas. I'm not creeped out about it but some of the coffee girls are. They HATE to go get supples from the basement and come roaring up the stairs like a herd of elephants. I myself often think I see someone sitting in the pharmacy with his hands behind his head and his feet outstretched, just watching. I'm not scared...it's just...an observation. I'm going to have to find out more about the history of the building...skeletons in closets, that sort of thing. Tis the season.

Insert Scream & Goulish Moan Here

Our coffee shop was once a mortuary. Many, many years ago. Isn't that sick. Imagine a building that is a block long with a basement just as long. That is our shop. Upstairs, in the front, is our coffee shop and the middle is the pharmacy and the very back of the building is where we cook our food. The basement is storeage. There are many small rooms downstairs and weird storeage areas. I'm not creeped out about it but some of the coffee girls are. They HATE to go get supples from the basement and come roaring up the stairs like a herd of elephants. I myself often think I see someone sitting in the pharmacy with his hands behind his head and his feet outstretched, just watching. I'm not scared...it's just...an observation. I'm going to have to find out more about the history of the building...skeletons in closets, that sort of thing. Tis the season.

October 13, 2004

Access To This Web Page Is Restricted At This Time

I LOVE THIS and it fits perfectly with what is going on in my life! Thanks for the link!

Access To This Web Page Is Restricted At This Time

I LOVE THIS and it fits perfectly with what is going on in my life! Thanks for the link!

It's Mark's Turn!

Alec never fails to amaze me with his...comments. Tonight as I was tucking him in he mentioned his school pictures made him look like a "sexy beast". I about died laughing, because the kid was serious...as a heart attack. He even told me that he mentioned that to one of his teachers. (I'm expecting a phone call at anytime)

I'd seen Katie and Andrew's pictures earlier and they were good. Alec, however, failed to bring his home. Can I just say one thing?

S u r p r i z e

He has probably passed them all out, including the one 8 x 10 I got, to his "fans".

Also, he asked tonight, "Mom, what is a prostitute?"

I said, "It's someone who gets paid for sex" and that shut him right up.

Thank GOD.

Of course my brain was trying to NOT connect "sexy beast" and "prostitute".

I am NOT up for a sex talk with that kid yet.

Really, I think it only fair that Mark talk to the boys. I did my girl talk with Katie long ago.


ps...Shelley...I did not post what I wrote at first...YOu know why! It's time to let it go!

It's Mark's Turn!

Alec never fails to amaze me with his...comments. Tonight as I was tucking him in he mentioned his school pictures made him look like a "sexy beast". I about died laughing, because the kid was serious...as a heart attack. He even told me that he mentioned that to one of his teachers. (I'm expecting a phone call at anytime)
I'd seen Katie and Andrew's pictures earlier and they were good. Alec, however, failed to bring his home. Can I just say one thing?
S u r p r i z e
He has probably passed them all out, including the one 8 x 10 I got, to his "fans".
Also, he asked tonight, "Mom, what is a prostitute?"
I said, "It's someone who gets paid for sex" and that shut him right up.
Thank GOD.
Of course my brain was trying to NOT connect "sexy beast" and "prostitute".
I am NOT up for a sex talk with that kid yet.
Really, I think it only fair that Mark talk to the boys. I did my girl talk with Katie long ago.

ps...Shelley...I did not post what I wrote at first...YOu know why! It's time to let it go!

October 11, 2004

Just Bathroom Reading Material

This info obtained from the Nebraska School Activities Association Home Page

2.8 UNDUE INFLUENCE

2.8.1 The use of undue influence by anyone causing a student in one school to transfer to another school or attend

a school for activity participation purposes shall render that student ineligible. The length of ineligibility

shall be determined by the Board of Control.

2.8.2 The Board of Control shall determine what shall constitute undue influence. Undue influence shall always

include but not be limited to the following:

2.8.2.1 Offer or acceptance of money, room, board, clothing or other valuable considerations to a student.

2.8.2.2 Offer or acceptance of a home or living quarters with any person affiliated with the school. (Extenuating circumstances

will be considered if presented to the Board of Control for review).

2.8.2.3 Offer or acceptance of any school privilege not available to other pupils.

2.8.2.4 Free or reduced rent for parents.

2.8.2.5 Payment of the moving expenses of the parents.

2.8.2.6 Offer or acceptance of employment for the parents in order to entice the family to move to a certain community

so as to gain the services of a child in the school�s activity program.

2.8.2.7 Any attempt by a representative of a school or any individual or group outside the school to recruit a student(

s) in order to gain his/her services in the school�s activity program.



what I think is a pity is that the "Individual/Influencer" of such a deed...seemingly gets off scott free while the student and the school is reprimended. I believe the "Individual/Influencer" should be held ultimately responsible and chastised appropriately for, and not limited to:

ruining a childs potential scholarships/chance to even go to college

providing facts that influence a child to have poor moral/ethic character

No ONE should be influencing a child for the supposedly betterment of a schools athletic department. That is just plain stupid.

Just Bathroom Reading Material

This info obtained from the Nebraska School Activities Association Home Page
2.8 UNDUE INFLUENCE
2.8.1 The use of undue influence by anyone causing a student in one school to transfer to another school or attend
a school for activity participation purposes shall render that student ineligible. The length of ineligibility
shall be determined by the Board of Control.
2.8.2 The Board of Control shall determine what shall constitute undue influence. Undue influence shall always
include but not be limited to the following:
2.8.2.1 Offer or acceptance of money, room, board, clothing or other valuable considerations to a student.
2.8.2.2 Offer or acceptance of a home or living quarters with any person affiliated with the school. (Extenuating circumstances
will be considered if presented to the Board of Control for review).
2.8.2.3 Offer or acceptance of any school privilege not available to other pupils.
2.8.2.4 Free or reduced rent for parents.
2.8.2.5 Payment of the moving expenses of the parents.
2.8.2.6 Offer or acceptance of employment for the parents in order to entice the family to move to a certain community
so as to gain the services of a child in the school�s activity program.
2.8.2.7 Any attempt by a representative of a school or any individual or group outside the school to recruit a student(
s) in order to gain his/her services in the school�s activity program.


what I think is a pity is that the "Individual/Influencer" of such a deed...seemingly gets off scott free while the student and the school is reprimended. I believe the "Individual/Influencer" should be held ultimately responsible and chastised appropriately for, and not limited to:
ruining a childs potential scholarships/chance to even go to college
providing facts that influence a child to have poor moral/ethic character
No ONE should be influencing a child for the supposedly betterment of a schools athletic department. That is just plain stupid.

And This Day Sucks Because

I've been up since, well all night really and

I've been baking since 4:39...a.m. and

It's MONDAY already and

I hear the shower going cuz one of my munchkins is up...guess who?

and it's raining and

the ONLY redeeming thing about this at all is that I remembered to bring home milk after I did the baking.

YES!

and well, I do smell like fresh pastry so that doesn't really suck sooo bad, that is if you want to be attractive to the pilsbury doughboy...and so

I'm going to take a quick 45 minute nap...

I hope

And This Day Sucks Because

I've been up since, well all night really and
I've been baking since 4:39...a.m. and
It's MONDAY already and
I hear the shower going cuz one of my munchkins is up...guess who?
and it's raining and
the ONLY redeeming thing about this at all is that I remembered to bring home milk after I did the baking.
YES!
and well, I do smell like fresh pastry so that doesn't really suck sooo bad, that is if you want to be attractive to the pilsbury doughboy...and so
I'm going to take a quick 45 minute nap...
I hope

October 10, 2004

It'll All Come Out In The End

Alec called me up at work yesterday. He told me he had swallowed a quarter.

After I determined he was okay, ie it wasn't lodged in his trachea, I asked him what he was doing with a quarter in his mouth(I can feel even more of the gray hairs sprouting as I write). He said, "I was just chewing on it" he replied.

(~~Please tell me you weren't playing quarters already I said to myself.~~)

Later, he came down to the coffee shop and he had a big cheesey grin on his face. He was on the look out for his friends. He said he wanted to go to their house and when he was done playing, on his way home, he wanted to be able to tell them that there might be a quarter in the toliet.

bigggg....sigh

I told him he would be lucky if that quarter didn't come out in pennies.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------

Go Ask Alice says...(in case you all need to know)


Although it may seem funny, swallowed objects send thousands of folks to the emergency room every year. The most immediate threat is that the object will become lodged in the esophagus (the tube through which food travels from the mouth to the stomach) or the trachea (part of the airway that connects your mouth and nose to your lungs), interfering with swallowing or breathing, respectively.


If you have difficulty breathing or feel as though you are choking after swallowing anything (food or not), seek immediate medical attention. The Heimlich Maneuver can dislodge objects that are blocking a person's airway. It takes minutes to learn, and even small children can use the technique to save a life.


If the object reaches the stomach without getting stuck along the way, it'll probably continue its journey through the digestive tract, leaving you none the worse for wear when it "passes" � usually in four to six days. You can monitor this process by checking your stools for the object. However, see your health care provider if:


the object has sharp or irregular edges (e.g., pins, pen caps, or fish bones).

you feel as though something is stuck in your throat or it hurts to swallow.

you experience fever, vomiting, or abdominal pain.

the object is corrosive or toxic. Small batteries (the kind found in watches and hearing aids), especially tempting to children, can cause serious damage in no time.

a child has swallowed a foreign object � children's smaller digestive tracts have less room for foreign objects to safely pass.

the object (swallowed by an adult) is larger than a quarter.

you don't find the object on "poop patrol" within a week.

Less commonly, objects that fail to pass on their own, or that pose additional threats, such as infection or perforation (poking holes in the digestive tract), may need to be removed either endoscopically (with a special scope that can be guided from the mouth into the stomach or from the anus into the intestine) or, in rare cases, surgically.

It'll All Come Out In The End

Alec called me up at work yesterday. He told me he had swallowed a quarter.
After I determined he was okay, ie it wasn't lodged in his trachea, I asked him what he was doing with a quarter in his mouth(I can feel even more of the gray hairs sprouting as I write). He said, "I was just chewing on it" he replied.
(~~Please tell me you weren't playing quarters already I said to myself.~~)
Later, he came down to the coffee shop and he had a big cheesey grin on his face. He was on the look out for his friends. He said he wanted to go to their house and when he was done playing, on his way home, he wanted to be able to tell them that there might be a quarter in the toliet.
bigggg....sigh
I told him he would be lucky if that quarter didn't come out in pennies.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Go Ask Alice says...(in case you all need to know)

Although it may seem funny, swallowed objects send thousands of folks to the emergency room every year. The most immediate threat is that the object will become lodged in the esophagus (the tube through which food travels from the mouth to the stomach) or the trachea (part of the airway that connects your mouth and nose to your lungs), interfering with swallowing or breathing, respectively.

If you have difficulty breathing or feel as though you are choking after swallowing anything (food or not), seek immediate medical attention. The Heimlich Maneuver can dislodge objects that are blocking a person's airway. It takes minutes to learn, and even small children can use the technique to save a life.

If the object reaches the stomach without getting stuck along the way, it'll probably continue its journey through the digestive tract, leaving you none the worse for wear when it "passes" � usually in four to six days. You can monitor this process by checking your stools for the object. However, see your health care provider if:

the object has sharp or irregular edges (e.g., pins, pen caps, or fish bones).
you feel as though something is stuck in your throat or it hurts to swallow.
you experience fever, vomiting, or abdominal pain.
the object is corrosive or toxic. Small batteries (the kind found in watches and hearing aids), especially tempting to children, can cause serious damage in no time.
a child has swallowed a foreign object � children's smaller digestive tracts have less room for foreign objects to safely pass.
the object (swallowed by an adult) is larger than a quarter.
you don't find the object on "poop patrol" within a week.
Less commonly, objects that fail to pass on their own, or that pose additional threats, such as infection or perforation (poking holes in the digestive tract), may need to be removed either endoscopically (with a special scope that can be guided from the mouth into the stomach or from the anus into the intestine) or, in rare cases, surgically.

October 09, 2004

Perfect Diet

The No S Diet .

No, it's not the no shit diet...grin.

Perfect Diet

The No S Diet .
No, it's not the no shit diet...grin.

October 07, 2004

Interesting!

I was checking out some of my blog reads and noticed this Mount St Helen's Volcanic Web Cam from Gnome-girls link to Mandarin Design Daily

kinda cool I thought.

Interesting!

I was checking out some of my blog reads and noticed this Mount St Helen's Volcanic Web Cam from Gnome-girls link to Mandarin Design Daily
kinda cool I thought.

October 06, 2004

Happy Happy Joy Joy

Today, I had to iron my jeans. They came out of the dryer looking like my face. Later, after using a shoe horn and crisco to get my jeans on, I realized that I could have saved myself the trouble as the sheer vastness of my body surely would have eeked out any wrinkle in the denim material.

sad really

On another note, those pimples on my face? Almost gone.

After only 2 weeks.

Yes, what a happy day it will be.

Soon.

Happy Happy Joy Joy

Today, I had to iron my jeans. They came out of the dryer looking like my face. Later, after using a shoe horn and crisco to get my jeans on, I realized that I could have saved myself the trouble as the sheer vastness of my body surely would have eeked out any wrinkle in the denim material.
sad really
On another note, those pimples on my face? Almost gone.
After only 2 weeks.
Yes, what a happy day it will be.
Soon.

October 05, 2004

Weird Phone Calls I've Received Lately

1) From someone I THOUGHT was joking when he asked, in a pained voice, "What do I do for really BAD gas pains?", moaning and panting in apparent pain. (Of course I thought this was a friend making a joke and laughingly said, "Well, buddy O I'd sit and spin", and later, "Stick in a thumb and pull out a plum!" as this person continued to gasp and groan, until I realized this person was serious. The way I figured out that this person was serious was when he maoned and said, "Really?Really? Sit and spin? That works?", in a TOTALLY SERIOUS VOICE!.

I had visions of him skidding around on the carpet like a dog with worms. I then did the appropriate thing of course and said, "Yes...of course it helps! Would I lie to you?"

2) A message left on my phone was: "Uhhh hi is this the Sheryl McCurdy who wrote Remaining Wild? We are doing a Lit 2 project on it and want some background info on you. E-mail us at *something@hotmail.com. (Well, I was shocked as

a) the caller left no name

b) how in the heck did this person get my phone number? let alone my poem

c) what is a Lit 2 project?

Anyway, I e-mailed this person stating I wanted to know the answer to a,b and c and maybe then I would cooperate. A girl e-mailed me back later and said that "they" had googled for a poem about "a feeling of self" or something like that and came up with my poem (?!), and then googled me and found my number (scary), and that a Lit 2 project (college class) meant that they were doing a presentation and analyzing each and every line of my poem. (!!) good grief I thought...how weird I gave her info about myself and and haven't heard anything more. hee hee hee They probably got an "F" as I am still living and not really a poet.

Weird Phone Calls I've Received Lately

1) From someone I THOUGHT was joking when he asked, in a pained voice, "What do I do for really BAD gas pains?", moaning and panting in apparent pain. (Of course I thought this was a friend making a joke and laughingly said, "Well, buddy O I'd sit and spin", and later, "Stick in a thumb and pull out a plum!" as this person continued to gasp and groan, until I realized this person was serious. The way I figured out that this person was serious was when he maoned and said, "Really?Really? Sit and spin? That works?", in a TOTALLY SERIOUS VOICE!.
I had visions of him skidding around on the carpet like a dog with worms. I then did the appropriate thing of course and said, "Yes...of course it helps! Would I lie to you?"
2) A message left on my phone was: "Uhhh hi is this the Sheryl McCurdy who wrote Remaining Wild? We are doing a Lit 2 project on it and want some background info on you. E-mail us at *something@hotmail.com. (Well, I was shocked as
a) the caller left no name
b) how in the heck did this person get my phone number? let alone my poem
c) what is a Lit 2 project?
Anyway, I e-mailed this person stating I wanted to know the answer to a,b and c and maybe then I would cooperate. A girl e-mailed me back later and said that "they" had googled for a poem about "a feeling of self" or something like that and came up with my poem (?!), and then googled me and found my number (scary), and that a Lit 2 project (college class) meant that they were doing a presentation and analyzing each and every line of my poem. (!!) good grief I thought...how weird I gave her info about myself and and haven't heard anything more. hee hee hee They probably got an "F" as I am still living and not really a poet.

October 04, 2004

Yes We Have No Bananas!

Here is a sad fact about aging gleaned from "The Sneeze", one of my many blog favs. From The Sneeze I also noticed this unusual e-bay item!

Good Grief! Had I only known that rotting fruit, mummified fruit or basically the contents of my fridge could be a cash cow I'd have thrown in the towel years ago!

Yes We Have No Bananas!

Here is a sad fact about aging gleaned from "The Sneeze", one of my many blog favs. From The Sneeze I also noticed this unusual e-bay item!
Good Grief! Had I only known that rotting fruit, mummified fruit or basically the contents of my fridge could be a cash cow I'd have thrown in the towel years ago!

October 03, 2004

Things On My Mind Lately

Pumpkin Scones...baking and/or eating them

Necrotizing Fascititis Warning...do not click on this unless you have a strong stomach!

Facial Hair...mine, the dogs, why

Napping...lack of and craving for

Annonymous Letter Writing School For The Stoopid...you know why

The capacity for people who are ignorant, unkind, stubborn and egocentric to claim they are first class Christians. How can someone who takes the time to, for example, write a fairly long anonymous letter filled with cruel and hateful words,perhaps revise it until it exudes the proper amount of wickedness, seal the letter, address the letter, stamp the letter, drop it in the mailbox and then go to church, sit in the front row and claim to be a Christian?

Hypocrites boggle the mind don't they?

Shame on you J.T...or T.J...or whoever you are...shame on you.

Things On My Mind Lately

Pumpkin Scones...baking and/or eating them
Necrotizing Fascititis Warning...do not click on this unless you have a strong stomach!
Facial Hair...mine, the dogs, why
Napping...lack of and craving for
Annonymous Letter Writing School For The Stoopid...you know why
The capacity for people who are ignorant, unkind, stubborn and egocentric to claim they are first class Christians. How can someone who takes the time to, for example, write a fairly long anonymous letter filled with cruel and hateful words,perhaps revise it until it exudes the proper amount of wickedness, seal the letter, address the letter, stamp the letter, drop it in the mailbox and then go to church, sit in the front row and claim to be a Christian?
Hypocrites boggle the mind don't they?
Shame on you J.T...or T.J...or whoever you are...shame on you.

October 01, 2004

Another Open Letter

This is a letter my husband wrote in regard to the last letter we received from Jan Johnson...I mean Jan Thompson.



September 23, 2004


I have attached a couple of recent anonymous letters I have been given over the last few days. (The name Jan Thompson is a pseudonym for a person who wants to comment but not be identified.)


In the first letter, Jan asks for everyone to contact school board members - all of them - even though Jan is not willing to do this herself/himself. Clearly, this is a "Do as I say, not do as I do" person.


In the second letter, Jan attacks my wife. That is low, even by anonymous letter standards.


I expect these types of comments about me - I freely chose to run for the school board. I am accountable to all residents of the district. I accepted that responsibility when I stepped forward and ran for the school board.


Jan also stepped into the public spotlight with these and other past letters. So, Jan, these letters leave you looking juvenile, self-centered, spineless and uncommitted to your issues, whatever they may be. (After reading these letters, I am unsure of the concerns.)


This is my second open letter on this subject. I am repeating what I said in the first. I appreciate input I receive on school board issues. As I hear more views on an issue, I learn to understand all of the issues better. That leads to a better final decision.


To all of you - I can easily be reached to tell me your viewpoint. I can and do maintain your privacy if you wish. I do need to know who =you are and your concerns. Your concerns will be passed along but your identity stays with me. However, if you cannot tell me who you are, I must assume that you are not truly committed to your concerns and I cannot take you and your concerns seriously.


Try me. It's an easy process.


Sincerely,

Mark McCurdy


Post script to Jan: You may want to know that when you visit most internet sites, they gather a fair amount of personal information about you, such as your home ISP address, the date and time of your visit, the length of your visit, the number of pages viewed, etc.

Another Open Letter

This is a letter my husband wrote in regard to the last letter we received from Jan Johnson...I mean Jan Thompson.

September 23, 2004

I have attached a couple of recent anonymous letters I have been given over the last few days. (The name Jan Thompson is a pseudonym for a person who wants to comment but not be identified.)

In the first letter, Jan asks for everyone to contact school board members - all of them - even though Jan is not willing to do this herself/himself. Clearly, this is a "Do as I say, not do as I do" person.

In the second letter, Jan attacks my wife. That is low, even by anonymous letter standards.

I expect these types of comments about me - I freely chose to run for the school board. I am accountable to all residents of the district. I accepted that responsibility when I stepped forward and ran for the school board.

Jan also stepped into the public spotlight with these and other past letters. So, Jan, these letters leave you looking juvenile, self-centered, spineless and uncommitted to your issues, whatever they may be. (After reading these letters, I am unsure of the concerns.)

This is my second open letter on this subject. I am repeating what I said in the first. I appreciate input I receive on school board issues. As I hear more views on an issue, I learn to understand all of the issues better. That leads to a better final decision.

To all of you - I can easily be reached to tell me your viewpoint. I can and do maintain your privacy if you wish. I do need to know who =you are and your concerns. Your concerns will be passed along but your identity stays with me. However, if you cannot tell me who you are, I must assume that you are not truly committed to your concerns and I cannot take you and your concerns seriously.

Try me. It's an easy process.

Sincerely,
Mark McCurdy

Post script to Jan: You may want to know that when you visit most internet sites, they gather a fair amount of personal information about you, such as your home ISP address, the date and time of your visit, the length of your visit, the number of pages viewed, etc.