Talking in Parenthesis
Ramblings and angst from a mostly stay at home mom
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us. It is in everyone. And as we let our light shine, we give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. -Nelson Mandela
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Three Things Thursday
I am exhausted today, I worked 22 hours the last 2 days plus one back to school night and neighbors fighting loudly until 2am. So TTT will be probably strange and disjointed because I myself am strange and disjointed today. (okay most days)
1. I noticed something walking to work the other morning, I never, ever step on cracks in the sidewalk. I will go out of my way to avoid them. I guess it is left over from "step on a crack break your mom's back" My kids on the other hand go out of the way to step on the cracks. I suppose if I was less tired I might read something into that.
2. My current playlist on my mp3 player is really varied. It goes from Johnny Cash to Sting to New Order to Aqua to Juanes to some strange French rap I like and everywhere in between. My Napster playlists are even stranger.
3. I think this year I am going to make my Christmas cards. I found the greatest snowflake stamps and some silver ink. Hmmm navy blue card stock....
1. I noticed something walking to work the other morning, I never, ever step on cracks in the sidewalk. I will go out of my way to avoid them. I guess it is left over from "step on a crack break your mom's back" My kids on the other hand go out of the way to step on the cracks. I suppose if I was less tired I might read something into that.
2. My current playlist on my mp3 player is really varied. It goes from Johnny Cash to Sting to New Order to Aqua to Juanes to some strange French rap I like and everywhere in between. My Napster playlists are even stranger.
3. I think this year I am going to make my Christmas cards. I found the greatest snowflake stamps and some silver ink. Hmmm navy blue card stock....
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Three Things Thursday
Since school started this week I was thinking about some of my past teachers...
1. Mr Shields~ he was my first grade teacher and gave me my love of learning. Everyday was exciting and he never talked down to us. He looked a little like John Travolta from Welcome Back Kotter. Exact same hair and he wore fry boots. The next year after I had him he was named teacher of the year. He died when I was in high school, way too young...
2. Mr Schmidt~ he was my sixth grade teacher. Sort of like Mr Shields, in fact they were very close friends. He allowed me to be me. Something I was having a very hard time with. He was cool and hip, wore those knit ties in pastels. Hey that was cool them, stop laughing!
3. Mrs. Starkey~ she was my creative writing teacher in high school. She was and still is an amazing person with the most gentle soul. She imparted such great knowledge to us without us even realizing it. Her classroom was a safe place. She taught from a funky rocking chair, and wore the greatest pattern ankle socks with her heels. I never think of her without smiling.
and a bonus
Ms Fite~ she was my honors biology and biology II teacher in high school. She knew her stuff and we all came out knowing our stuff too. Although I will always carry scars from the yeast lab, I got more out of that than I realized then. She had the greatest sense of humor too, and she always wore earrings that matched our units at the time. Sort of freaked the underclassmen out.
1. Mr Shields~ he was my first grade teacher and gave me my love of learning. Everyday was exciting and he never talked down to us. He looked a little like John Travolta from Welcome Back Kotter. Exact same hair and he wore fry boots. The next year after I had him he was named teacher of the year. He died when I was in high school, way too young...
2. Mr Schmidt~ he was my sixth grade teacher. Sort of like Mr Shields, in fact they were very close friends. He allowed me to be me. Something I was having a very hard time with. He was cool and hip, wore those knit ties in pastels. Hey that was cool them, stop laughing!
3. Mrs. Starkey~ she was my creative writing teacher in high school. She was and still is an amazing person with the most gentle soul. She imparted such great knowledge to us without us even realizing it. Her classroom was a safe place. She taught from a funky rocking chair, and wore the greatest pattern ankle socks with her heels. I never think of her without smiling.
and a bonus
Ms Fite~ she was my honors biology and biology II teacher in high school. She knew her stuff and we all came out knowing our stuff too. Although I will always carry scars from the yeast lab, I got more out of that than I realized then. She had the greatest sense of humor too, and she always wore earrings that matched our units at the time. Sort of freaked the underclassmen out.
Oh My!!!
It has been almost a month since I blogged. Where did the time go? I just haven't had the energy with working almost full time and the kids getting ready for school. The amount of stuff that 5 of the 6 need to go back to school is mind blowing. And of course the youngest not yet in school gets some stuff for mommy school as she calls it. But they are all back in school. I few troubles with some of the middle school schedules but hopefully by the end of today they will be ironed out. I am having a positive attitude.
I am now working full time and I am loving it. I really love my job. I am never going to get rich doing this but I love, love, love working with the birds. And it is wonderful to put a family together with the right bird and she that connection and bond.
Well that is what has been happening here...back to our regularly scheduled TTT.
I am now working full time and I am loving it. I really love my job. I am never going to get rich doing this but I love, love, love working with the birds. And it is wonderful to put a family together with the right bird and she that connection and bond.
Well that is what has been happening here...back to our regularly scheduled TTT.