Thursday, January 28, 2010
Up he came and there was a mini sandstorm, whirling of cats in the middle of the bed for a few minutes and then off he went leaving my Siamese huffing in disgust.
Hearing chirruping again, I called to Percy. Under the bed over Mike's head he comes and spends a few minutes chewing on my hair and off he goes again. Then down to pounce on my beleaguered Siamese again and then chirruping, up he comes to the back of Mike's head, comes over the top, digs his claws in and bites him on the eyebrow!!! Mike said something to the effect of "what the frickin, frackin, heck was that?????" and dumped the cat off the bed.
While I lay there laughing I was thinking. Wasn't it a chirrupy sort of sound that the velociraptors in Jurassic Park made before they ate you?
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
The new Facebook thing this week is Fictional Character week. You are supposed to put up a profile picture of a fictional character that represents you.
So I asked Mike, what fictional character reminds him of me. He was quiet for a moment and then replied, "I feel this question is full of pitfalls." lol
So far he has come up with Paints His Shirt from Jeremiah Johnson because there is the one line where he says, "Paints His Shirt speaks English, he just does this to annoy me."
And Ethel Thayer from On Golden Pond. I can live with that one. :)
Banshee. Funny girl.
And my friend Sue said this of my choice... "and she definitely represents you. A strong, intelligent, caring, lovely lady, who many respect.
I love my friends. Feel free to comment with your own possibilities.
My sister, ever vigilant towards soap scum, Kaboomed the shower stall.
Jenna walked into the bathroom and came out yelling, "Hey, what happened in the bathroom? It smells like rotting lemons! And I don't even know what that smells like!
Someone might want to rethink their proprietary formula.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
I have a lot of responsibilities in the mornings. I have a menagerie to feed, lunches to make, dishes to do, papers to grade, homework to check, schedules to go over, email to return and the prayer chain to run. Ideally I also remember to take my pills and get a chance to workout. So I can not tell you how much it meant to me the first morning I heard my dear brother in law doing the wood stove for me. What a blessing! He gets up before I do and gets it going, all crackling and warm and this is not always easy depending on the wood we have, the kindling supply and the amount of ashes still glowing. It means to world to me. Thanks DK. :)
So this morning, I go down to thank him, throw on my new boiled wool clogs my Mom gave me, and take a walk down the driveway to empty the ash bucket. It is dark still and quiet and peaceful. As I turn and begin to walk back up the driveway, there is our house, smoke wafting slowly out the chimney. A single light in the big window, bird-feeders out in front. And I stop for a moment and look at it. It isn't just a house. It is a home. And I send up a prayer of thanksgiving. That we have one, for everyone inside it, for all that we are able to do inside it's walls, for it's welcome and for our lives here.
Thank you God, for brother in laws and a home.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Though I am hesitant to "jinx it", the BJU dvd school seems to be going well. There is a learning curve for each course but by day 3 Rowan is settling in fairly well.
Half her courses are the excellent dvd ones and the other half are old homesat courses. These are the ones BJU used to beam via satellite to Christian schools and homeschoolers. These courses, unlike the newer ones, have the teacher dealing with other kids and some IRU thingy which the schools use to interact with the teacher. The first lecture or two was agonizing as they explained the rules and usage of these devices but it wasn't as bad as hearing the questions from the other students.
(Our daughters are spoiled when it comes to school. They never had to wait around for papers to be passed, rules to be listed, syllabbi to be read aloud let alone listen to stupid questions and the answers.)
I thought Rowan was going to snap when the Spanish teacher, having just said that pens will not be allowed, had to field questions such as "Can I use a pen if I have whiteout?" I had to laugh and told her to be grateful that she had not had 8 years of that like kids who go to school. And that even in college, the first few lectures were always like what she is watching and yes, it is more often that not, stupid.
There was also intense frustration with the Physics teacher. His schedule was cryptic and had when assignments were due but not what they were. I had to call BJU and even they agreed that it was pretty difficult to figure out. They even called me back and emailed me an explanation sheet from the teacher. I still have to convert from the schedule to the Julian calendar but at least it is a bit more helpful.
That having been said, she likes her teachers, even loves Grammar, Spanish and History. She is thriving working so independently and I really believe we have made a good choice for her.
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