Tuesday, January 29, 2008

What Sharon Means

You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.

You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.
Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.
Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.
You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.
You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.

You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.
You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.
At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

I just cringe...

Friday morning I was sleeping peacefully, alert enough to be waiting for the alarm to get me up. The phone rang instead; it was the secretary at school calling to ask me if I was going to work that day. I called her back after a brief moment of thought, and asked her to put me in for a sick day. I've been fighting this cold, and going in to work each day, and had worked late the day before, so I felt justified. Actually, I felt "just-as-if-I'd" hit a brick wall. I just couldn't go anymore. I realized recently that when one school closed three years ago, my two schools absorbed all of those children. In my job, I am working with 3 schools' worth of children.

Something will have to change. Looks like I'm going to have to take responsibility to be the catalyst that causes change. My district doesn't care. They will continue to take advantage of me as long as I permit it.

Attributed to George Carlin

GEORGE CARLIN (His wife recently died...)



Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.

A Message by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men a nd small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

If you don't send this to at least 8 people....Who cares?

George Carlin

Saturday, January 12, 2008

God

"I can’t subscribe to a deity who is circumscribed by human thought, whose borders are as narrow as our own. That kind of god frightens me as much as the idea of one so immense and powerful that to know of it would bring instant annihilation. I prefer to admit"
I hope Pauline won't mind that I have lifted some of her recent post and pasted it here. She always gives me pause for reflection and deeper thought. I choose not to subscribe to a God who is known by others. If you/someone knows what God is thinking, and what God wants...this is not the God I can follow. If God is, indeed omniscient, omnipresent, (I can never remember the third 'omni' I was taught) etc...no human can possibly "know" anything about God's thoughts, needs, wants, etc.

I often think of a conversation with my father many years ago. He taught me to question: "Daddy, how could God make the whole world in just 6 days?" "Well, Sherry, we don't know how long a "day" was then. We don't know what the Bible meant when it said "a day." From my dad, I learned not everything is meant to be taken literally.

He also talked of a conversation he had with his friend, George Stephens. George had said, "There may not be a God, but I choose to believe." I, too, choose to believe. I'm only human, and it isn't given to me to understand. That's what faith is about. I'm willing to believe, and will continue to seek better understanding. I struggle with the issue of church attendance. I don't enjoy sitting in church as part of an audience while the pastor performs her sermon of the week. Worship, to me, has to be much more personal than being in an audience reading the song words off the wall (where they are projected because our church Needed State of the Art technology). Can I add here that I enjoyed holding the hymnal in my hands and connecting on a personal level with the words I was singing? Worship for me happens when a first grader comes to my office, when I am at the drive-through, at any given time when I am in personal contact with another person. NOT when I am reciting in unison with another hundred people. How do you worship?

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Every single time!




i JUST UPLOADED FOUR PICTURES TO MY BLOG AND THEY AREN'T HERE. i JUST CAN'T GET THE HANG OF THIS TECHNO-STUFF.

Stockings...

Pictures of all the stockings I have done:

I'm entranced...

Cassie put a diaper on one of Jack's bears, and found one of his tiny onesies to dress the bear in. That seems to have captured Jack's imagination. Since then, he has fed his bear, put him down for naps, and came over yesterday with Mr Bear riding on his shoulders. He taught me how to wrap the bear in a blanket, put a cushion in the little rocker and put the bear there to rock. He came over this morning for a bit, and was upset when he thought he had left bear in the car. Daddy had actually brought bear in, so a crisis was averted.

It is darling to watch him mother this bear. He is very tender, and his voice gets all high and babyish. He has such an imagination! I noticed today that he always made sure bear was taken care of before he took off to do other things.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

Hate Mongering

Nearly every day I receive an email of some kind urging me to hate Muslims or illegal immigrants, or non-Christians. Stop sending me this crap. I'm not interested. I don't give a red rat's ass if my not forwarding your email means I am not proud of who I am, or if it suggests that I don't love God. And spare me the icky poem-prayers about soldiers in Iraq. I am teaching their children, and pray for them. Right now, a nameless person is trying to browbeat me, via email, into hating illegal immigrants. I am allowed the freedom of my own opinion. If it differs from yours, suck it up and deal with it. Lonely, back off.I thought you were the enlightened hillbilly. Apparently I was wrong, and a redneck is a redneck.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Jack's Stocking


This is the 4th of all the stockings I have stitched for my grands. Two to go for the twinnies.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

2008``

It may be a New Year, but there is nothing happy about it as far as I am concerned. I deeply dread going back to work tomorrow after all these weeks of recuperation. I am angry with my school district, who I believe is responsible for putting me in the hospital in the first place, with a job and case load that were ridiculously out of bounds for one person. My union hasn't been much help, either. My district only seems to listen to legal threats.

Right now, I have a cold, my chest is congested, and my breast aches at the incision site. My nose is stuffed up. My head aches like crazy. I don't see me calling in sick after all this time off...And, joyfully, I am cleared by my doctor to go back to morrow with "no restrictions."