Thursday, May 28, 2009
Lately I've been doing the puzzle from the LA Times -- sufficiently challenging, and free every day.
Total Cost: $0 for a brain boost. What's a five letter word for "collar extension"?
Friday, May 22, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
"Everywhere I look there is bad news. Not uplifting. Negative. Sad. There seems to be a competition going on to see who can deliver the worst news of the day. Let's have a column on funny books to be read and enjoyed -- with a long list."
I couldn't agree more. We have enough sad. We need more funny. In that same spirit, I have submitted three of my favorites.
1. Jeeves in the Morning -- pure farce. How can you say the words "Steeple Bumpleigh" and not smile?
Monday, May 18, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Strangely enough, I seem to remember when flying was a comfortable and enjoyable experience. I remember larger seats, real meals, pillows and blankets and (just once) a hot washcloth. Was it ever really like that? Are my childhood memories deceiving me?
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
As most of you know, I teach at a
As some of you know, I have already been called upon to deliver the prayer/reflection twice, and both times it didn’t go so well. It’s not that I don’t know how to say a prayer or read a scripture, it’s just that I forget. I’m always standing in my classroom at the beginning of second hour thinking “oooo, someone forgot it was their turn” until I get a call telling me to get my butt down to the main office. These stories are good ones and I would be happy to share them with you, but here’s what happened today.
As none of you know, today my number was up again. Fortunately, I have known about this since Monday and have had a chance to prepare. I chose to read D&C 88:118-120. I love that scripture and how it talks about studying and learning (I’m a teacher to the core). I was ready. So, this morning I got to school, made some copies, ate my orange and chatted with the librarian. During first hour I gave a test, graded papers and answered homework questions. When the bell rang, I stood there blissfully waiting for my next class to come in – blissfully until the phone rang … I had forgotten AGAIN! … Later one of my students said she knew it had been my turn for prayer when she saw me racing down the stairs. Sigh. At least I was prepared this time.