Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Whose plows these are I think I know
Their owners like to wake me so
Can't they wait till the sun comes up
And let us gently sleep with snow.
My little boys must think it queer
To hear their mummy grumbling near
And turning on the coffee pot
When all the world is sleeping dear.
I creep downstairs and check the news
And quickly do the closures peruse
I shortly forget the annoying plows
And gently sip and start to muse.
The snow is lovely, bright as day
And everyone has gotten their way
And hours to go in which to play
And hours to go in which to play.
Go upstairs at 6:30 to inform all they can stay home today. Boy12 says, "I know, heard on radio" by his bedside. Boy13 says "sweet". Boy18- forget it, he isn't due up for hours still. Mr. D has already showered and can't believe he has another day off (Lincoln's birthday yesterday). Phone starts ringing downstairs, and I listen to the answering machine when I get there. My work is closed. This is the true miracle. There have been two closing in 10 1/2 years, both this winter. I sort of prepared yesterday for Wednesday, and I'm glad I did.
Oatmeal and coffee have already been consumed. I will be taking some snow pictures later and sharing them with y'all. I could actually have a late swim now that I'm FREE for the day. Happy happy joy joy...
Monday, February 12, 2007
Tag03 (aka Not Hamlet): at least write something on your blog so I can begin to guess your identity or at least an inkling of your personality.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Can't Take My Eyes Off You by Frankie Valli
Happy Together by the Turtles
Now onto the seventies:
You Make Me So Very Happy by Blood, Sweat and Tears
Can't Get Enough of Your Love by Barry White
Love and Affection by Joan Armatrading (though I didn't discover her until the 80's)
After the Love Has Gone by Earth, Wind and Fire
Baby Come Back by Hall and Oates
Entire Soundtrack from Saturday Night Fever
I'll Stand By You by The Pretenders
Every Little Thing by The Police
Kiss on my List by Hall and Oates
The Ninties (for my boys):
Baby Can I Hold You by Tracy Chapman (actually 1988)
Lullaby by Trout Fishing in America
Are There Angels? by Tom Stahl
Crush by Dave Matthews Band
Twenty first century:
Uh, I've gone blank, are there any good love songs out there?
All songs have special but personal meanings to me. I don't know how to burn a CD, but I am hoping to get an Ipod Shuffle clip-on for my birthday and have my kids help me download my songs. Mr. D. and I have been breaking out in song far too often (we can't carry a tune). We sound a little like the Sweeney Sisters from Saturday Night Live.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Call me unsavvy, call me uncool, whatever. I have no idea how to post a you tube video on my blog (I tried to follow the instructions to no avail). Well, here's a link to a really cool musical selection. Boy13 says, 'This guy has mad skills' and now he wants to borrow grandpa's ukelele. Also, Randy Jackson on American Idol said 'mad skills' tonight on AI, so I guess that's now an overused phrase.
I nearly made myself sick on sweets tonight, candy hearts (tart) and chocolates with fudge centers. I was packing some V-Day treat bags for 'my girls' in middle school. I'm going to try to write personal valentine notes to each noting their unique qualities.
I discovered my pedometer has been ripping me off. When wearing it on my waistband, I get about half the steps I get when I attach it to my sock. And I thought it was just the dirty, rotten weather that was killing my step goal. This has been three weeks of declining steps, and now in the last three days, I am skyrocketing. Fact is: I walked what I walked regardless of what the ped said. I know, but I am hung up on goals, and measurements!
Took my second chapter test in statistics this evening. It was fun. I like making histograms, frequency polygons, ogives, pie graphs, scatter plots, Pareto charts and time series graphs. Even though most of these are never used, and I will forget the formulas, simple as they are, tomorrow. There is no midterm and no final in the class, thus I really only have to retain the information a week or two at a time. Good for middle age students :) Perhaps I should put my step data into a time series graph.
Enough of random thoughts, and it's off to bed. My eyes are killing me, and my stomach is not much better.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Saturday, February 03, 2007
These fancy pictures I took of t-shirts I found in the laundry. I bet you're thinking of the two, the second is from my generation, and it is. And Peeps technically are Easter food from my childhood as well. But actually they are both t-shirts of my boys age 12 and 13. They both love the Beatles, and have many, many of their songs on their I-pods.