<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847</id><updated>2011-07-29T04:53:42.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For when my head gets full</title><subtitle type='html'>of things that I can't mention
seems I usually get things right
but I can't understand what I did last night
it's hard to rely on my own good senses
when I miss so much that requires attention</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-7012296270813094428</id><published>2010-08-08T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:17:53.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boss says to me...</title><content type='html'>Lost photos from the fair - here's to the last weekend of debauchery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TF9zACT5uII/AAAAAAAABx0/ygIuRk2cwwM/s1600/P1060352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TF9zACT5uII/AAAAAAAABx0/ygIuRk2cwwM/s320/P1060352.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patti the more I learn about you the more I love you." &amp;nbsp;Bosslady said this after I told her I had borrowed the red velvet ropes from the floor of the Senate of the State Capitol. &amp;nbsp;Here's just a glimpse - and yes everyone walked the red carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hhvYDAF_OGw/TF9p1gZzeYI/AAAAAAAAABY/ojtxhWMYiPM/s400/P1060361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hhvYDAF_OGw/TF9p1gZzeYI/AAAAAAAAABY/ojtxhWMYiPM/s320/P1060361.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was open house and I was ready - though it was a sprint to the finish line yesterday. &amp;nbsp;It was supposed to be a rodeo day. &amp;nbsp;Instead of us being on the Ranch we all starred in our own Western.&lt;br /&gt;The best/hardest part of my job is done. &amp;nbsp;Tomorrow I need to just go in and get my paper stuff done. &amp;nbsp;It's odd to think of how much I do have to do and it's all happening at a desk. &amp;nbsp;Oh and here's me and those awesome parents I wrote about not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hhvYDAF_OGw/TF9petQ3vsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jOWux3MBn2I/s288/P1060355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hhvYDAF_OGw/TF9petQ3vsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jOWux3MBn2I/s288/P1060355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy do I have to learn my bible for this job yesterday a goggle searched: &amp;nbsp;"bible verses: &amp;nbsp;stars" and copy and pasted into my parent letter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-7012296270813094428?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TF9zACT5uII/AAAAAAAABx0/ygIuRk2cwwM/s72-c/P1060352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8753301683477943997</id><published>2010-08-04T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T01:13:24.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be Cool...</title><content type='html'>Well the last two weeks I have submersed myself into the new job. &amp;nbsp;And it is truly amazing. &amp;nbsp;I can't say what else is happening, because I don't know what is. &amp;nbsp;Here though is a good idea of what I've been trying to figure out. &amp;nbsp; Stay tuned cause things might be happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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was mowing the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;A rock escaped from its resting spot when the blades knocked it through.&lt;br /&gt;It ricocheted onto the back windshield of my car.&lt;br /&gt;Which brought on the sudden rain of shattered black glass.&lt;br /&gt;Then I made my sad face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2259604010229745915?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2259604010229745915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-to-get-grumbly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2259604010229745915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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over the conversation rolled on for 6 hours, no music no tv - just good old fashioned fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is saw a movie...&lt;br /&gt;In the first minute a very intense woman told me "You need to shhhhhhhh." &amp;nbsp;Also&amp;nbsp;during the entire 2 hour movie she never once let go of the grip she had of her husband/boyfriend's hand. &amp;nbsp;I bet she judged me outside of my demographic of being a 28 year old &lt;i&gt;spinster&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I feel like using that word at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out one of my former journalism students got married. &amp;nbsp;She's 21 and in love and blah blah blah. &amp;nbsp;How!?!?!? &amp;nbsp;has someone who I taught gotten to this point. &amp;nbsp;True my first crew of students are the marrying age in these parts. &amp;nbsp;Why me though?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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goes'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3348800701757890295</id><published>2010-07-01T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:35:25.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is what I did today...</title><content type='html'>Got Up, Showered, Visited the Stylist, Saw an old friend randomly, and then I met this adorable person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TC0tnRrqxEI/AAAAAAAABu8/gATod0CsOmE/s1600/P1060325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TC0tnRrqxEI/AAAAAAAABu8/gATod0CsOmE/s320/P1060325.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ladies and Gents meet Sidney Owens. &amp;nbsp;We have been waiting a &lt;i&gt;very long time&lt;/i&gt; for her to get here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for something that happens once very 25 years - I held a baby...the first time since my brother was born in September of 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TC0tmEbmgVI/AAAAAAAABuw/gujk-vPTb38/s1600/P1060327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TC0tmEbmgVI/AAAAAAAABuw/gujk-vPTb38/s320/P1060327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3348800701757890295?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3348800701757890295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-this-is-what-i-did-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3348800701757890295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3348800701757890295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-this-is-what-i-did-today.html' title='So this is what I did today...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/TC0tnRrqxEI/AAAAAAAABu8/gATod0CsOmE/s72-c/P1060325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4006411846373091588</id><published>2010-06-30T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T15:34:37.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://binbrain.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/almonds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://binbrain.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/almonds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Almonds go stale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I saw Toy Story 3 with the brother - and yes, I cried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4006411846373091588?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4006411846373091588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/wondering.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4006411846373091588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4006411846373091588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/wondering.html' title='Wondering...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3016761781928757992</id><published>2010-06-28T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:31:46.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>I just a ate a bologna sandwich - why cause its Monday and in Camp Land thats what you eat for Monday's lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss camp land - I was in the woods - doing my camp thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs013.snc4/34024_682628994126_26501633_37221944_7747655_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs013.snc4/34024_682628994126_26501633_37221944_7747655_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Spending fabulous time with people like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs048.ash2/35741_682629128856_26501633_37221967_241351_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs048.ash2/35741_682629128856_26501633_37221967_241351_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now I truly did what J-man said to do - go to a place where there is love for one another. &amp;nbsp;Now I need Baby Sidney to come on Thursday for more love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3016761781928757992?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3016761781928757992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3016761781928757992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3016761781928757992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8925690347517439767</id><published>2010-06-09T02:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T02:15:27.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this stuck in my head and its the wee hours of the morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/sGGObv6GNME/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGGObv6GNME&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGGObv6GNME&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;So I got my car back - with the 15% off coupon, $1700+ - grrrrr - Anyway a new riend is in the group fold.  Carly teacher friend from school has joined the crew seamlessly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;On the otherhand, I can tell my mom is excited about my new Posh job - cause she's spent boo-coos on new clothes for me 'for school' these last few days.  And tonight my dad hand me money for no reason at all.  Even at 28 I'm spoiled rotten.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Thanks Mom and Dad, Love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8925690347517439767?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8925690347517439767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-this-stuck-in-my-head-and-its.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8925690347517439767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8925690347517439767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-this-stuck-in-my-head-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8128318375834459686</id><published>2010-06-04T13:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:37:33.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Summer</title><content type='html'>Car in for service today - $1500 dollars later - whatttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently with the brakes, radiator, axle leek and regular 60,000 maintenance - there goes my fun times for a couple of months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8128318375834459686?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8128318375834459686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8128318375834459686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8128318375834459686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-summer.html' title='Hello Summer'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8245766457308043340</id><published>2010-06-02T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T06:37:38.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So what if I did...</title><content type='html'>I was jumping up and down on the bed...it is my assistant's last day. &amp;nbsp;Yehaw! &amp;nbsp;I can't believe for how long I have been counting down until June 3rd and now it is almost here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was not with out its drama as everyday at that place has to have something. &amp;nbsp;To put it mildly, why would i try to steal from a place I dislike so much? &amp;nbsp;That last thing I want to do is give them more fuel to be in touch with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho - I'm going to lay out by the pool today on my lunch break and buy myself a survival present this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides I already have a phone date with NYC teacher friend for tomorrow about 4 so we can drink together a thousand miles away. &amp;nbsp;As he's celebrating the end of full classes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8245766457308043340?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8245766457308043340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-what-if-i-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8245766457308043340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8245766457308043340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-what-if-i-did.html' title='So what if I did...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5521435477317809661</id><published>2010-05-31T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:23:33.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Students</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Steppenwolf's Magic Carpet Ride was being sung by Chantity as she left today - perfect end to the school year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;She would have been the last one - I was sad to see her leave.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Oh well, she is on to bigger and different things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;- I now have 3 full days of work and its all teacher stuff - so this should be interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5521435477317809661?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5521435477317809661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-students.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5521435477317809661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5521435477317809661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-students.html' title='No Students'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2943660487511883104</id><published>2010-05-19T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T16:07:52.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>revelations...</title><content type='html'>Today was an eye opening experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late this afternoon - "Draco" showed out something awful. &amp;nbsp;And everyone was the brunt end of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a classic scene - but I did get to leave work an hour early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2943660487511883104?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2943660487511883104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/05/revelations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2943660487511883104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2943660487511883104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/05/revelations.html' title='revelations...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-6704332520758562290</id><published>2010-05-17T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:41:14.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here</title><content type='html'>Hullo, My name is Patti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most days I am trying to work to get my head in a place where I have my things ready for the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down the hours. &amp;nbsp;Hour by hour I tick off the blocks in my mind - hoping I will make it to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might count today as a decent day. &amp;nbsp;Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-6704332520758562290?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6704332520758562290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6704332520758562290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6704332520758562290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3385683776030490595</id><published>2010-04-25T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:39:57.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on the...</title><content type='html'>9:00 pm - Patti and TJ intertwined on the kitchen floor of Ross and Liz's apartment eating Klondike bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened before that? &lt;br /&gt;- Jello Shots, Beer, and a whole lotta crawfish, potatoes and Washer rounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the last time I laughed that hard for no reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3385683776030490595?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3385683776030490595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/blame-it-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3385683776030490595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3385683776030490595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/blame-it-on.html' title='Blame it on the...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-1734673488372001318</id><published>2010-04-23T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:16:21.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I not work in The Black Eyed Peas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2010/04/fill-in-blank-friday_23.html"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  One song that always takes me back to my youth is - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Deep Blue Something's Breakfast at Tiffany's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  My first concert ever was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Crystal Gayle - Opryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  If I could create my dream music festival I'd want these bands to be there: &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;no idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The best make-out/"boot knocking" song ever is - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Steal My Kisses - Ben Harper - its subtle and sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  The Best concert I've ever been to was -&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; I cant say I've been to a best cause I dont go to them - expensive and I live in the middle of nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  A memorable musical moment for me was - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;The day I discovered XM radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  The song on my iPod that's getting the most play these days is - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Anything by Jason Mraz as they way it has been for almost 10 years.  Live at Java Joe's anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-1734673488372001318?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1734673488372001318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-did-i-not-work-in-black-eyed-peas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1734673488372001318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1734673488372001318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-did-i-not-work-in-black-eyed-peas.html' title='How did I not work in The Black Eyed Peas?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5061270395037340426</id><published>2010-04-21T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:46:13.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it came...</title><content type='html'>I received my - you suck - letter at work today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it and got over it. &amp;nbsp;I know I did it, so I should take it like a big girl and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading scores yesterday = awesome&lt;br /&gt;language scores today = fml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what tomorrow's math holds.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.salandmookies.com/"&gt;Sal and Mookie's&lt;/a&gt; tonight - you know you eat there often when your server (Matt!) writes your name on your leftovers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;I called things off with Artman last night - I wasn't with his flow at all and at this point anything else would be leading him on. &amp;nbsp;He took it well and drama free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question that I wouldn't mind having answered - Why am I broke this month already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs102.snc3/15013_788828848583_8206523_43557493_467816_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs102.snc3/15013_788828848583_8206523_43557493_467816_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5061270395037340426?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5061270395037340426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-came.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5061270395037340426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5061270395037340426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-came.html' title='it came...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-6372053752957256920</id><published>2010-04-18T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:52:49.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so you know a bit more about me...</title><content type='html'>Fill in the Blank Friday sponsored by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The first thing I do in the morning is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;go to the bathroom, then I may hit the snooze button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Every night before bed  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;turn out the light and then glance at the status of the alarm clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  My favorite thing to do when I'm having a bad day is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;try to do something for the next day, so 'I'll be ahead.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Something that makes me cringe is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;roadkill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Social situations are filled &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;with the am 'I'm I dressed okay?  and then enjoyed usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I like to collect &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;reindeer for Christmas time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Weekends are for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;doing some of things I have to, mostly what I want to, and closed out with the school work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-6372053752957256920?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6372053752957256920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-you-know-bit-more-about-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6372053752957256920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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saw Ryan pole vault and it was great - that kid needs me I have a feeling. &amp;nbsp;For a 16 year old He has a lot going on. &amp;nbsp;His mom was really nice to chat with at the meet as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artman and I went to the art exhibit! &amp;nbsp;It was the grant project exhibit and we had a nice time. &amp;nbsp;And he went for the kiss. &amp;nbsp;He blasted his excitement publicly. &amp;nbsp;I found it quite amusing. &amp;nbsp;So much so T.J. copied it and we joked about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. also was out and told me he is moving in two weeks - its like December of 2008 all over again. &amp;nbsp;So I did a little misbehavin' last night. &amp;nbsp;It was &lt;b&gt;totally&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;worth it. &amp;nbsp;I figure at this rate I have nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home and almost caught up on Project Runway! &amp;nbsp;This will be a wonderful, fantastic weekend - it has to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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even like in the microwave and it was a vegetable! &amp;nbsp;Woot it was exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I went to visit Stephanie in Atlanta! &amp;nbsp;I played sick, paid way to much at the doctor, but it was so worth it. &amp;nbsp;I had a great weekend and I hope she had a great birthday. &amp;nbsp;We shopped a tiny bit, ate well, saw a Braves Game, went to Lookout Mountain (kicked my butt), and went to &lt;a href="http://www.sundialrestaurant.com/"&gt;Sun Dial&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Bonus was a evening with Dorothy and a Diet Coke with Tiara. &amp;nbsp;I love living the posh life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My students were heathens and tore the room apart, spilt glitter all over everything and ruined more than one item. &amp;nbsp;On the other hand my TA worked her booty off and I got a bit of sweet revenge. &amp;nbsp;I don't know where anything is in my room, but its awesome knowing its all cleaned up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artman is texting regularly. &amp;nbsp;At one point I just stopped texting back cause it was silly stuff. &amp;nbsp;All great but its a lot all at once on one front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a long girls discussion Saturday night - a relationship to work needs respect, companionship, and compassion. &amp;nbsp;Other stuff can be worked out, but those are givens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with &amp;nbsp;J. &amp;nbsp;I know I'm lacking the Respect...which solves problems.&lt;br /&gt;Artman it just may be the passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers to grade - loves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you on the Friday fill ins and owe you a glimpse into the purse post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The strangest thing I've ever eaten was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Emu burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My best friend is a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; rockstar and she'd swim to the moon for me, or beat up a mean boy and she could do it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If I could live in a different era it would be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;the 1960's&lt;/span&gt; because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'm really a hippie on the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;to wear sunglasses, drink diet coke and wish that I could wave a magic wand that gets my schoolwork done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you only know one thing about me it should be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'm a person who takes care of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My favorite book of all time is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Little Women&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. The one beauty product I couldn't live without is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;chapstick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Blogging is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;an outlet for me to tell the things that matter to be memories/opinions/wants/needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  If I could star in a movie with any actor/actress I would want to work with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'd be the voice of a character with Mike Meyers - I have no desire to be in the public eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  One of the best feelings in the world &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;someone taking hold of your hand when you least expect it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3039888700710052734?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3039888700710052734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/spaghetti-squash.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3039888700710052734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Fail'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7qPFBHzuYI/AAAAAAAABtM/MVnOyx2DDa0/s72-c/Photo%2066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-1736649770470023480</id><published>2010-04-04T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:38:43.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Go...</title><content type='html'>So I'm home from ice cream with Artman. &amp;nbsp;Get together #4, Date #4 whatever you want to call it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no kiss, not on the cheek, hand, lips, nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not - I had showered, brushed my teeth, not worn brightly colored lipstick. &amp;nbsp;We had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No smooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never tried so hard before in my life, as I stepped back into his personal space. &amp;nbsp;What is the deal, yo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips suggestions? &amp;nbsp;How do you get a guy to kiss you? &amp;nbsp;As it is not usually a problem for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to force it like, hold an easter egg ransom. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;This will cost you a kiss...&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;as you don't want a first kiss with someone to be forced. &amp;nbsp;Cutes-y stuff like that is for when you want to initiate the first make-out session in my book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-1736649770470023480?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4819595723061445865</id><published>2010-04-04T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:45:43.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop it like a hot potato</title><content type='html'>I'm watching Empire Records - I always forget how awesome this movie is until I watch it again. &amp;nbsp;I am thankful to have made it through another week at school. &amp;nbsp;44 days, I have to make it. &amp;nbsp;Sort of like how they need to get back their 9,000 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Sarah has been in town. &amp;nbsp;I love Creecy, she is fantabulous - I loved dancing, flirting, and being myself with her. &amp;nbsp;After so many years of trying to grow up and be more ladylike sometimes it is just nice to revert to the 22 year old ways of inhibitions for a few minutes. &amp;nbsp;At the end of the evening I was given a sob story by J. &amp;nbsp;I really am tired of the jerking and pulling. &amp;nbsp;If Artman would go ahead and kiss me I know the spell over the Cajun would be broken. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another prime example of why I am spoiled rotten. &amp;nbsp;My mom is far to good to me. &amp;nbsp;The easter bunny brought me this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.trollbeadsus.com/dsp-Silver--and--18K-Gold_9^34.aspx"&gt;trollbead&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trollbeadsus.com/ProductImages/41816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://trollbeadsus.com/ProductImages/41816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I wen to Easter Vigil. &amp;nbsp;The first time I have attended Mass since June. &amp;nbsp;It was a moving experience, it might not change my. &amp;nbsp;Then again it will always be there the next time I go. &amp;nbsp;Natalie did go through with RCIA and I was there to witness that. &amp;nbsp;Thumbs up for me in the friend category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I got sympathetic looks in the instance of 'Where is J.?' &amp;nbsp;I explained my reasonings and got a few chuckles. &amp;nbsp;Life will go on without him though I might be a little less lip happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawfish is on the way! &amp;nbsp;Yay, for Easter traditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be a whirlwind, I pretty much have an idea of where I will be every moment. &amp;nbsp;And I am excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Artman go in for it today at the outing or not, my faithful readers, lets find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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potato'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-772709233548956738</id><published>2010-04-01T21:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:12:00.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, Thursday</title><content type='html'>So LiLu @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.livitluvit.com/2010/04/tmi-thursday-monday-strikes-again.html"&gt;Liv it, Luv it&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has this TMI series on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livitluvit.com/category/tmi-thursday" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="TMI Thursday" border="0" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss5/Livitluvit/tmithursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my story...bear with me if it is not TMI - btw its a little gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday C.B. was having a great day - he normally is my terror child. &amp;nbsp;So he was playing at recess for once- rather than in time out. &amp;nbsp;Out of nowhere he comes running at me screaming. &amp;nbsp;Teacher comes out and realizes a. he's hurt and b. it's his mouth. &amp;nbsp; That usually equals teeth with five year olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. &amp;nbsp;it's his tongue - He's bitten all the way through his tongue. &amp;nbsp;It's gross - so we move inside at a fast speed and the blood is dripping all over my pants and right shoe - sparing yall the first aid and treatment so finally he gets picked up and is gone, and now I'm left standing in the office gross. &amp;nbsp;I looked at principal and mention that I need to change. &amp;nbsp;She gives me a look like - &lt;i&gt;HOW&lt;/i&gt;.  As I know she wont let me leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say I have running shorts in the car and spare sneakers in the room - given the okay I switch and am now one the happiest people in the building.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the kicker...why do I have spare running shorts in the car? &amp;nbsp;Because they were my potential Sunday morning wear home clothes in case J. asked me to spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;In other news date with Artman - &lt;b&gt;it was #3&lt;/b&gt;...still no kiss, I really thought he would go for it tonight, and nothing - and I'd say I went in at least 20%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow I hope that it goes quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-772709233548956738?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/772709233548956738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-thursday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/772709233548956738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/772709233548956738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-thursday.html' title='Thursday, Thursday'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4656628496016373790</id><published>2010-03-30T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:15:21.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and here is the rest of the story</title><content type='html'>The weather is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a whole new level of schooling in report card etiquette today and I was frightened when I walked out of the meeting. &amp;nbsp;I did learn something about one of my co-workers - RC is amazing for doing what she does and I know I could never handle her work load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was part of this healthy exercise movement - I've not quite figured out what part I will play, but it should be interesting. &amp;nbsp;See badge on the left side for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my assistant has come back from vacation I am reminded as to why my life is as hectic as it is. &amp;nbsp;I really wish my assistant was not Benedict Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother started moving out today - I will sad to see him go but again the bathroom will be all mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday was our turn to wear pink - here is the crew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7KurlS65bI/AAAAAAAABjo/AgfKGPmoy2A/s1600/P1050813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7KurlS65bI/AAAAAAAABjo/AgfKGPmoy2A/s400/P1050813.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's funniest comment from school goes to...&lt;br /&gt;VinShae tells Tatyanna - "Shut your big fat mouth" all while she is turned around backwards in her chair with her feet up in the air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now part of my job is to hold whatever gets handed to me - since we've had nice weather we have been recessing it up...&lt;br /&gt;Monday's goods : &amp;nbsp;home made handcuffs (toy car tires and broken mardi gras beads) - 7 quarters, one green apple airhead, a belt and one 'treasure map' (a family picture by Alboni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7KvLSjJ84I/AAAAAAAABjw/lX1gzaExkv4/s1600/P1050822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7KvLSjJ84I/AAAAAAAABjw/lX1gzaExkv4/s400/P1050822.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was left to a collection of dandelions and buttercups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7Kv1i8_v_I/AAAAAAAABj4/mwPogDm_SsM/s1600/P1050824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7Kv1i8_v_I/AAAAAAAABj4/mwPogDm_SsM/s400/P1050824.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4656628496016373790?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4656628496016373790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-here-is-rest-of-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4656628496016373790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4656628496016373790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-here-is-rest-of-story.html' title='and here is the rest of the story'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S7KurlS65bI/AAAAAAAABjo/AgfKGPmoy2A/s72-c/P1050813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4896846949565110694</id><published>2010-03-28T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:47:40.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>books, glorious books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tbr-tangential.blogspot.com/"&gt;tbr&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;my blogger friend from London had these questions on his blog and I'm copying them. &amp;nbsp;As I am a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hardback or paperback?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on the book type, there's nothing like the crack of the spine of a brand new hardcover, but the jacket is frivolous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waterstones, Borders or Amazon?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borders for an actual book - why?  I get a discount&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bookmark or dog-ear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dog-earred books show you that books are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A-Z by author, or A-Z by title, or random?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so random...  really it's by size slightly - my taller books go ont he bottom shelf as that's the way the shelves are made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep, throw away, or sell?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep it if I like it, or pass it along to a friend - never throw away as that is a waste - I'm also the person who leaves it in a plane seat pocket or a hotel nightstand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Short story or novel?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novel - short stories always leave me wanting more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buy or borrow?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy and pass along - rarely use the library as I don't like waiting I like to browse and take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tidy ending or cliffhanger?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidy ending - but can be happy or sad or angsty - dont make me need more in one second.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Morning reading, afternoon reading, or nighttime reading?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighttime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite series?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LM Montgomery - Anne of Green Gables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite children’s book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New - new Fancy Nancy et all - I want to be her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite YA book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The View from Saturday by E. L. Konigsburg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite book no one has heard of?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tales of the City by Armistead Maupin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite books read last year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Oleander &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite book to re-read?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Diary of Anne Frank and Little Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you ever smell books?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course - I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you reading right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-reading - Ya-Ya's in Bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you reading next?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4896846949565110694?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4896846949565110694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/tbr-blogger-friend-from-london-had.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4896846949565110694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4896846949565110694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/tbr-blogger-friend-from-london-had.html' title='books, glorious books'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2698193536886062749</id><published>2010-03-27T18:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:38:53.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How much is too much?</title><content type='html'>I dislike my job. &amp;nbsp;That is not new news to anyone who has read this blog before. &amp;nbsp;I dislike my 'clients' more or less, we have our good moments, but most days I am disgruntled towards each one at some point. &amp;nbsp;I dislike my 'company', and well there is Lord Voldemort lording over us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I do like some of my co-workers. &lt;br /&gt;My team mates are some of the funniest people I have ever met and each have very distinct personalities. &amp;nbsp;And some of my down the hall neighbors are hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one fact I know is not enough to stay at a job. &amp;nbsp;I have done my research and have found a new one. &amp;nbsp;I just have to do this one until my contract is fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing though that I have found and new one and the silver lining it sitting there and waiting for me - Do I have the right to complain about work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some degree I think yes. &amp;nbsp;When someone asks me "How was work?" do I lie and say peachy keen or do I give them the real goods. &amp;nbsp;I usually play the middle of the road. &amp;nbsp;Sugar coat the outlook a bit and get on with it. &amp;nbsp;As do they really want to know I count the minutes of every day in intervals of five? &amp;nbsp;I constantly say to myself - &lt;i&gt;5 more minutes - I can do five more minutes&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I think the other K teacher does hers in one minute intervals. &amp;nbsp;Some days it is nice to know I'm not alone in personal torture chamber. &amp;nbsp;And no I don't want to hear the old cliche - What doesn't kill only makes us stronger - well I'm worn out and sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my Friday fill-ins a lil late.  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren @ the little things we do...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The best piece of advice I was ever given was &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;sometimes you et the bar and sometimes the bar eats you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  If I had a million dollars to give to one charity I would give it to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;American Cancer Society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  If I got to choose my "last meal" it would be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;grilled cheese, dill pickles, tomato soup, and vanilla ice cream with lots of sprinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  My hair is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;one of a kind curly mass of dark brownness - no one could attempt to use my id.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  If at first you don't succeed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;decide if it is worth trying again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have always been very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;observant, I can probably tell you what the photos on your desk were, or if your polish is chipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Oh....and by the way....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I didn't get to meet the sister, but it was the other sister - and we did have date #2 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2698193536886062749?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2698193536886062749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-much-is-too-much.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2698193536886062749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2698193536886062749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-much-is-too-much.html' title='How much is too much?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2834900982089030029</id><published>2010-03-22T22:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:16:09.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So lemme catch you up...</title><content type='html'>Thank you lovely bloggers for my comments about the toxic person. &amp;nbsp;I have since filled in the BFF since she is home from the honeymoon, and she has offer to kick his butt should he choose to come near me again. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure most of you would do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now what you have all been waiting for the update on my fabulous life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Afternoon - I clean the apartment for Liz and Ross, I did a great service. &amp;nbsp;And J. ended the silent treatment with a few text msgs. &amp;nbsp;THIS is prior to him hearing 'Patti has a date" so at least I know the competition isn't what drove him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night - Date night - average - good time, nothing monumental. &amp;nbsp;it was rather normal. &amp;nbsp;I could nitpick it to death, but that would be counter productive. &amp;nbsp;he is not letting up though. &amp;nbsp;There is no silent treatment on this front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Morning - parade set up and some drinking&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Afternoon - parade and some more drinking, and one trip to the bathroom where my skirt might have gotten tangled up in the back, but caught before anyone else could see...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Evening - crawfish and some more drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point into the evening I was dubbed 'the lady of St. Piere'...which St.Pierre was promptly googled and discovered to be a city in Newfoundland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs514.snc3/26969_608517978359_42808063_34634601_4493420_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs514.snc3/26969_608517978359_42808063_34634601_4493420_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday Night - Abandon drinking and just attempt to stay awake long enough that J may make an appearance. &amp;nbsp;Did not occur, but I shall survive. &amp;nbsp;As I did in the surprise monsoon I walked 3 blocks in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday - Awake in enough time to shower, teach ACT class, see some SNOW, and then write lesson plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Monday - was school, and more school, and some random time killing on the internet, and not a lot of homework. &amp;nbsp;I may be screwed come Wednesday night, when I have to produce a lot of things in no time at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important product of Monday - a message asking if I want to meet the sister. &amp;nbsp;The sister who is also a teacher, the one who had the nephew that I hear a billion things about, the one that I have to impress. &amp;nbsp;Oh good lord, save me now. &amp;nbsp;Now contact for seven days, and now I'm meeting the sister...Does that mean you like me? &amp;nbsp;You really like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I leave you my newest worry and hope - at least for the next 24 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2834900982089030029?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2834900982089030029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-lemme-catch-you-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2834900982089030029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2834900982089030029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-lemme-catch-you-up.html' title='So lemme catch you up...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-6096658340978308989</id><published>2010-03-19T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:26:02.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My friday fill ins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2010/03/fill-in-blank-friday_19.html"&gt;the little things we do...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Provides the Friday fill ins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Today I am wearing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;a Mississippi State t-shirt (beat UNC) blue jeans and flip flops.  It will most likely change two more times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My favorite childhood food was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;grilled cheese&lt;/span&gt; and my favorite food now &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;is still grilled cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A day that I am too busy to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;shave my legs&lt;/span&gt; is a day that I am too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The last movie I saw was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt; and the next movie I want to see i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;s Brooklyn's Finest - I'm going tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My favorite smell is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;strawberry&lt;/span&gt; because, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;it is just that simple and unmistakable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A weird little quirk I have is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I constantly check my necklaces to make sure the clasp stays in the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When I take personality quizzes they always say I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;ENTJ - don't ask me what it means cause you could google it just as quickly as I could!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-6096658340978308989?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6096658340978308989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-friday-fill-ins.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6096658340978308989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6096658340978308989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-friday-fill-ins.html' title='My friday fill ins'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-335037901891632318</id><published>2010-03-18T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:04:09.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A toxic person</title><content type='html'>Back in January I posted about having a blind date. &amp;nbsp;It was a classic blind date, we met for coffee, talked for about and hour and a half. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't wowed and he didn't fit my "do I want to kiss him criteria". &amp;nbsp;I wished him a good night and went on about my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time I met someone else at my favorite watering hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now the end of February -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I ran into him again. &amp;nbsp;When he asked me if we could go out again - I told him, I was interested in someone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later I got a very hurtful email accusing me of certain things. &amp;nbsp;I wrote back sort of apologizing - I did not intent to misrepresent myself. &amp;nbsp;He immediately wrote back and I decided to ignore it. &amp;nbsp;As he was correct we would not be good for one another, and I just wanted to drop the issue completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now between Friday and today, I received two more flaming emails. &amp;nbsp;I do not deserve the nastiness this almost stranger is dishing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A stranger should not make me cry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not respond to either one. &amp;nbsp;I have taken control and blocked him thanks to privacy settings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-335037901891632318?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/335037901891632318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/toxic-person.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/335037901891632318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/335037901891632318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/toxic-person.html' title='A toxic person'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4066909148173370423</id><published>2010-03-18T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:24:33.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The randomess that is in my head...</title><content type='html'>I'm VIP - I know this because our server came out to the deck to tell us our regular table was open at our usual watering hole (an Irish Pub) on St. Patrick's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother gets his driver's license back tomorrow! &amp;nbsp;It should be a national holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy has not called/texted/msg'ed since he dropped me off on my car Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy #2 - has made a strong effort this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been cold this spring break. &amp;nbsp;I want warm weather. &amp;nbsp;On the other hand I have seem so many old friends this time, it was been lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sweet Potato Queens are in my city! &amp;nbsp; My city! &amp;nbsp;God Save the Sweet Potato Queens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2587/2/12/500069974/n500069974_472841_3747097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2587/2/12/500069974/n500069974_472841_3747097.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear the same outfit for a first date as I do when I go to the gynecologist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4066909148173370423?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4066909148173370423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/randomess-that-is-in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4066909148173370423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4066909148173370423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/randomess-that-is-in-my-head.html' title='The randomess that is in my head...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-484766847989322480</id><published>2010-03-15T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:35:29.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56T4jOPaDI/AAAAAAAABd4/rzKB3NR9JDw/s1600/P1050665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56T4jOPaDI/AAAAAAAABd4/rzKB3NR9JDw/s320/P1050665.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Ushers and I at rehearsal...&amp;lt;3 Didi and TJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56URYF_x_I/AAAAAAAABeQ/qfWbIuHfAPs/s1600/P1050671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56URYF_x_I/AAAAAAAABeQ/qfWbIuHfAPs/s320/P1050671.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The bride and groom toilet paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56UonvNVqI/AAAAAAAABeo/b--a6R-doss/s1600/P1050676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56UonvNVqI/AAAAAAAABeo/b--a6R-doss/s320/P1050676.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The hard rockin' ring bearer Ezra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56Us9niYiI/AAAAAAAABew/brfGw07T7lY/s1600/P1050678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56Us9niYiI/AAAAAAAABew/brfGw07T7lY/s320/P1050678.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The happy couple the night before (Ross &amp;amp; Liz=Riz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56VV3OmDVI/AAAAAAAABfk/DBMlFn8EFs4/s1600/P1050692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56VV3OmDVI/AAAAAAAABfk/DBMlFn8EFs4/s320/P1050692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WG5NQZ1I/AAAAAAAABgU/XeZoCIgnTfk/s1600/P1050706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WG5NQZ1I/AAAAAAAABgU/XeZoCIgnTfk/s320/P1050706.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is almost Go time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WjHSVSsI/AAAAAAAABg4/P3qfIJ4gRzg/s1600/P1050720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WjHSVSsI/AAAAAAAABg4/P3qfIJ4gRzg/s320/P1050720.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After Party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WmqTiOtI/AAAAAAAABg8/D9OQDtSiaHk/s1600/P1050721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WmqTiOtI/AAAAAAAABg8/D9OQDtSiaHk/s320/P1050721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Already called her 'wifey' a half dozen times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WuWOehtI/AAAAAAAABhI/XbD2xtUUsZE/s1600/P1050711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S56WuWOehtI/AAAAAAAABhI/XbD2xtUUsZE/s320/P1050711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last time we all took a picture was like two years ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-484766847989322480?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/484766847989322480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tbr -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://tbr-tangential.blogspot.com/"&gt;tbr-tangential&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he reads a lot and I wish I could too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, following his instructions, I'm going to list 10 things that make me happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing maroon - it screams my school support&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dancing - I really like to dance, wish i had more chances to do it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flip flops - I've worked in a few wearing lately and want to do it all the time now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Callie Cat - she snuggles with me regularly, big kitty never does&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughter - my Kindergarteners have some of the sweetest little laughs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Days spent in PJ's - like today nowhere to be, but I could change at a moments notice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catching a lingering scent on a piece of clothing or in my car the day after something really good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diet Coke - anywhere, anytime, with anyone/thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brushing my Teeth - i love brushing my teeth (preferrably with a pink toothbrush) - clean breath goes hand in hand with that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Liz and Ross' wedding being over and them happy together forever!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4935989010490954517?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4935989010490954517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-275048841102285973</id><published>2010-03-15T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T11:33:25.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boiling Hot!</title><content type='html'>I have just received the second email from someone - who called me a liar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It irks me something awful...when this person met me once and makes these claims. &amp;nbsp;I know better - why can he not keep his opinions to himself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-275048841102285973?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/275048841102285973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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The best day ever was  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;last year mid-May when I realized my life was just as it was supposed to be.  No complaints, I have to take it and grow!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.  My favorite meal of the day is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; breakfast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; because &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will drink coffee or a diet coke, and it is a simple pleasure I do not deny myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.  This weekend &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;will be awesomeness, not only am I starting Spring Break, but Liz and Ross are getting married.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.  Never in my life have&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; I used a lawnmower.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.  The only thing better than &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;picking out two matching socks on the first try&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the weather being nice enough to not need socks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.  I could really do with &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;some new bras.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.  The most recent thing I bought myself was &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yesterday afternoon's Martini for social time with Carly!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3416151941849737673?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3416151941849737673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/fridays-fill-ins.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3416151941849737673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3416151941849737673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/fridays-fill-ins.html' title='Friday&apos;s Fill In&apos;s'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-1658487294318658375</id><published>2010-03-11T20:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:23:54.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Liz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liz is getting married!  MY BFF is getting married Saturday and I truly cannot wait to stand next to her for this very special day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CBr-WYz9LHUyriodjz-cfA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S5miMktPE9I/AAAAAAAABZY/AjESKDqxi3o/s400/P1050644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PJMOqCX9UtLQoXB1oOzA7A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S5mbfP9YwyI/AAAAAAAABSY/xGqyZfISN1o/s400/P1050518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/87f11q8QByC-wpF8R50Nkg?authkey=Gv1sRgCOneub-20ZyYNQ&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/SXJLS45aGzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zanjGz2je7Q/s400/P1020726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QAHkIHtetQb80X12kStOzw?authkey=Gv1sRgCOneub-20ZyYNQ&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sb1Ngz6TO8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/BkHxxhixmFE/s400/P1030441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CYnaj04pmPXw02mXIU1xwg?authkey=Gv1sRgCOneub-20ZyYNQ&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/SzkQ0lZxs2I/AAAAAAAAAiw/Gk1K1ylyGQ8/s400/P1050223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iadBbrnNuVROQBo88_ViNQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/SzmlbRnL-3I/AAAAAAAAAvY/t9JLsUaewqg/s400/P1050258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/r89NpChbo5u3qQb5fxZ-cg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2ef4AxdOqI/AAAAAAAABLk/YE_XDTs9sz0/s400/P1050376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-1658487294318658375?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1658487294318658375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/liz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1658487294318658375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1658487294318658375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/liz.html' title='The Liz...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S5miMktPE9I/AAAAAAAABZY/AjESKDqxi3o/s72-c/P1050644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5704611665288753464</id><published>2010-03-11T06:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T06:02:33.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'>drum roll please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/spring_break_2010_magnet-p147042943524435908qjy4_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/spring_break_2010_magnet-p147042943524435908qjy4_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At 3:30 pm - peace out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've never looked more foward to a vacay than right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is to hoping I make it to 3:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5704611665288753464?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5704611665288753464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/drum-roll-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5704611665288753464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5704611665288753464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/drum-roll-please.html' title='drum roll please...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2065283952202281788</id><published>2010-03-09T19:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:45:55.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>here's the scoop</title><content type='html'>Once again at work two days in a row, I had my booty handed to me on a silver platter... 2 days until spring break - 57 days over all... The light is at the end of tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song so much - it mellows me out major...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7k7eAsq6WYE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7k7eAsq6WYE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the boy cancelled our date - very apologetic - for the third time. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting all these pep talks - don't give up, its not his fault, yadda yadda...I'm quickly meeting my statute of limitations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving him another week before we have the come to Jesus Meeting, until then I'm limiting the on the fly kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the wrong time to mention I met another young man on Sunday? &amp;nbsp;I am a one woman USO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2065283952202281788?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2065283952202281788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/heres-scoop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2065283952202281788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2065283952202281788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/heres-scoop.html' title='here&apos;s the scoop'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3943485536777879910</id><published>2010-03-05T08:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:19:11.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff it Sucka......</title><content type='html'>I have one little girl in my class who thinks she is the queen. &amp;nbsp;There is no telling her what to do - she asks on her own accord. &amp;nbsp;She has some small bits of right and wrong actions. &amp;nbsp;A snippet of daily conversations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"T. &amp;nbsp;where are you supposed to be?" &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;for the 1 billionth time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"In my seat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well then go there please."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;get in the MF'ing &lt;/span&gt;"Chair now, T."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 times after being told to get away from our desks. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"T., why are you at Mrs.H's desk, again?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"Cause I want to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"T, get away from Mrs. H's desk." &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;for the love of God! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;"T. &amp;nbsp;get out my paper clips, and pencils."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Didn't we just talk about stealing with Mom and Mrs. G?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"So." &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;now I'm jut grumbly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to channel Chris Farley via Tommy Boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boy kissed my in public - in front of friends. &amp;nbsp;Many times...many times. &amp;nbsp;Am I a total goob if I say I cannot even remember the last time that happened? &amp;nbsp;Yes, as I have admitted recently that I was the victim of a very long dry spell. &amp;nbsp; Hello, you kissed me in front of my very two best friends and you know these people are my very best friends there's no turning back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Big Red! &amp;nbsp;Today Forest plays in the MSHSAA State basketball Championship game. &amp;nbsp;Go Bearcats! &amp;nbsp;These seniors won it their freshmen year and I can't wait to see my Forest Family today at the Big House!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've got a new job for next fall - Thursday I saw in print where I would be recommended for next year. &amp;nbsp;I sniggered and in my head said - "Stuff it Sucka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Game! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dreamerindetroit.blogspot.com/2010/03/anyone-wanna-play-tag.html"&gt;Alisha at Dreamer in Detroit&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;tagged me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1. Open your 1st Photo folder.&lt;br /&gt;2. Scroll to the 10th photo.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post the photo and the story behind it.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 or more people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1267795619024"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1267795619025"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S5EP_sYyewI/AAAAAAAABQY/NxUfccOLvwk/s1600-h/P1030041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S5EP_sYyewI/AAAAAAAABQY/NxUfccOLvwk/s320/P1030041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meet the bottom half of George. &amp;nbsp;This was taken last February during snack time one day. &amp;nbsp;He had new shoes that ad the letter X, but he only wanted me to take a picture of his feet, so he is trying to dive behind me. George was a very cute little boy, I miss him this year. &amp;nbsp;He was one of those kids that was never ever annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I pass along the tags!&lt;br /&gt;Sam @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dreamoutloud247.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simply Sam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dietcokeandsarcasm.blogspot.com/"&gt;diet coke and sarcasm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://littlemisspaige.blogspot.com/"&gt;little miss paige&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kindofthatgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;I'm kind of that girl&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (read her continuing short story)&lt;br /&gt;mrs. b @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mrsbuckster.blogspot.com/"&gt;Discovering Wildlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the Friday fill in from &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren @ the little things we do...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.  One thing I MUST do before I die is  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;attend an MSU football game in all other 11 SEC football stadiums - 2 done (UT and UGA), 9 to go&lt;/span&gt;  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I would rather &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;walk around with toilet paper stuck to me&lt;/span&gt; than  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;walk around with food stuck in my teeth&lt;/span&gt; any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  If I could give my younger self one piece of advice it would be  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;TEAL WIND PANTS were a bad idea&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  If I won the lottery tomorrow &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'd  pay off my car&lt;/span&gt;  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  The best surprise ever was  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;finding my best friend in an expected situation&lt;/span&gt;  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  My biggest fault is   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don't stand up for myself nearly enough&lt;/span&gt;   .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  My biggest strength is   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;my recovery abilities - you can kick me when I'm down, but I will get up and move on&lt;/span&gt;   .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3943485536777879910?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3943485536777879910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/stuff-it-sucka.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3943485536777879910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3943485536777879910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/stuff-it-sucka.html' title='Stuff it Sucka......'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S5EP_sYyewI/AAAAAAAABQY/NxUfccOLvwk/s72-c/P1030041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4933447464991033758</id><published>2010-03-02T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:30:44.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still in love...</title><content type='html'>About two weeks ago I posted saying I was in love with life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still am. &amp;nbsp;It is not all as blissful as a week ago, but some parts of are amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have someone that wants to spend time with me, like two days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;I have a two people who I can say - We are the three very best friends anyone could ever have had.&lt;br /&gt;I have a finish line at work. &lt;br /&gt;I have a goal to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to do my work and make things go well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am getting this one song stuck in my head all the time - about ten year's ago Savage's - Swing. &amp;nbsp;How where it is coming from I don't know - but its there and randomly during the day it comes creeping in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I am looking forward to in the next 24 hour or 6 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Seeing J.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Steph and Hamer!&lt;br /&gt;Liz's wedding&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break&lt;br /&gt;Hal &amp;amp; Mal's parade&lt;br /&gt;Traveling to see Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bloggers, what are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is Lent over so I can get some ice cream - not plan for it on a Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4933447464991033758?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4933447464991033758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-in-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4933447464991033758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4933447464991033758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-in-love.html' title='Still in love...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-547293681658673463</id><published>2010-02-24T22:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:42:42.395-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello it is 2010</title><content type='html'>Today there was an incident at work where I was the wrong end of racial prejudice. &amp;nbsp;Why can we all not get along? &amp;nbsp;I am there doing my job, to be my best, do my best, and better the future. &amp;nbsp;I am there giving your child what they need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must we nitpick all the way down the color of skin this late in the game? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr, all the more reason for me to get a bad case of the stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://childrensbooksforparents.com/books/0590929976.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://childrensbooksforparents.com/books/0590929976.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-547293681658673463?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/547293681658673463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-it-is-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/547293681658673463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/547293681658673463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-it-is-2010.html' title='Hello it is 2010'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4095516804638817527</id><published>2010-02-22T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:33:46.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter to the cosmos</title><content type='html'>Dear Parallel Universe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking me in. &amp;nbsp;I am loving right now that my life is completely different. &amp;nbsp;Please stick around as long as you like. &amp;nbsp;However when my real life catches back up to me please make it a soft blow back into reality. &amp;nbsp;As I would really appreciate the consideration since it will be a very hard fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Patti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4095516804638817527?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4095516804638817527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/letter-to-cosmos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4095516804638817527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4095516804638817527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/letter-to-cosmos.html' title='a letter to the cosmos'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4910049037287843467</id><published>2010-02-21T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:50:27.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our - strike that - My Song</title><content type='html'>I survived a lovely week at work - Honesty this week was one of the best I've had in a long time.  I walked out of work twice this week smiling.  Like the kind of expression you cannot hide.  It is that kind of push that tells me - maybe I could do this again next year.  Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher came in Monday carrying a can of peaches, he spent the whole day with them. &amp;nbsp;It was a fun experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other front tomorrow is the day - Meet day - tomorrow at 330 pm CST.  I am finding out if I am being dealt the private card or not.  Will the offer be worth it - will I live the comforts of public service to turn tail and join the stereotype?  I'm 99% sure I will.  As it is a stereotype of rainbows and butterflies for a reason.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent was a great start, I actually do feel renewed.  Is a great start&lt;br /&gt;- Stick to the resolutions&lt;br /&gt;- No ice cream&lt;br /&gt;- Move Four days a week&lt;br /&gt;- two drinks a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also working on my Floss daily goal - (see list on the left side of blog). Believe it or not I feel a difference.  Now I am an avid toothbrusher - most days three times a day.  The flossing&lt;i&gt; regularly &lt;/i&gt;is new territory but I am glad I am doing it.  I've yet to make it a full seven days though.  Five is the new record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also of this week the cruse was broken - I woke up love hungover - and not of someone particular, just in general.  And last night I stole my friend's boyfriend when J was out of town.  We're friends as we've gone lots of places as a group - but it was our first solo event - it was fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will get my school work done and it will go fantastically and I will sleep tonight in clean sheets with a new attitude towards life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill - Ins once again from &lt;a href="http://dreamoutloud247.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simply Sam&lt;/a&gt; who got them from &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2010/02/fill-in-blank-friday_19.html"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  If I could  medal in an olympic event it would be &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Speed Skating as it would be entirely OOC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  If I was stranded on a deserted island I'd take &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;The Nortorn Anthology of American Literature and the never ending supply of diet coke and sunscreen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Birds&lt;/span&gt; are my most irrational fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I'd rather      eat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;carrots&lt;/span&gt;   everyday,  than       have to listen to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Marching Band Music &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;everyday. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;5.  I am     excited about my &lt;/span&gt;upcoming 8 weeks - I hope they turn out as well as I am imagining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I should really be     doing my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;schoolwork&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  One of my favorite things in all the world is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;painting my toe nails, I think my feet are pretty even if they aren't picture pretty - because they serve a purpose and they do it well. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4910049037287843467?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4910049037287843467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-strike-that-my-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4910049037287843467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4910049037287843467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-strike-that-my-song.html' title='Our - strike that - My Song'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5591565970026811377</id><published>2010-02-13T20:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:36:48.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a sparkly new word</title><content type='html'>So there is a word that has made more appearences on the 'net, in my real life, and on my tv in the past few weeks than in my entire life through Jan 1, 2010.  Surely it would be a quintuple word score if it was possible in Scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;doppelgänger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why has this word gained so much popularity in the past few weeks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5591565970026811377?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5591565970026811377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/sparkly-new-word.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5591565970026811377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5591565970026811377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/sparkly-new-word.html' title='a sparkly new word'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-616160928806898740</id><published>2010-02-12T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:19:16.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day = Fun with Pictures</title><content type='html'>All of these have occurred in the past week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan pitching a fit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W0k3BkUEI/AAAAAAAABNk/8dmwYZJC4uI/s1600/P1050394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W0k3BkUEI/AAAAAAAABNk/8dmwYZJC4uI/s400/P1050394.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lacie's festive shrimp dip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W0p-X4C7I/AAAAAAAABNo/K5TYXtxvI80/s1600/P1050403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W0p-X4C7I/AAAAAAAABNo/K5TYXtxvI80/s400/P1050403.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who Dat Dumpin' the Gatorade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W03VlcY5I/AAAAAAAABN4/xmtiwuCx8fo/s1600/P1050412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W03VlcY5I/AAAAAAAABN4/xmtiwuCx8fo/s400/P1050412.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christopher S shows off his handy work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W07KBdTBI/AAAAAAAABN8/ZpOmmjDOrQ4/s1600/P1050415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W07KBdTBI/AAAAAAAABN8/ZpOmmjDOrQ4/s400/P1050415.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today's Morning Snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;I promise the Friday maroon is on under the coat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1GxYMmdI/AAAAAAAABOM/Fo-laDPXElU/s1600/P1050443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1GxYMmdI/AAAAAAAABOM/Fo-laDPXElU/s400/P1050443.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bulldog rainboots were designed for 3 inches of snow, yes those are my cupcake pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1JpuqwQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/vObsojp6TVs/s1600/P1050449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1JpuqwQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/vObsojp6TVs/s400/P1050449.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pink food coloring - seemed like a good idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1NLtcQWI/AAAAAAAABOU/nZYZFLcIU94/s1600/P1050458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1NLtcQWI/AAAAAAAABOU/nZYZFLcIU94/s400/P1050458.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Throw Me Somethin' Mister Snowman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1Rcu5T2I/AAAAAAAABOY/IGTOUdQCntg/s1600/P1050462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W1Rcu5T2I/AAAAAAAABOY/IGTOUdQCntg/s400/P1050462.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-616160928806898740?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/616160928806898740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-day-fun-with-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/616160928806898740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/616160928806898740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-day-fun-with-pictures.html' title='Snow Day = Fun with Pictures'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S3W0k3BkUEI/AAAAAAAABNk/8dmwYZJC4uI/s72-c/P1050394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-7970865976526405486</id><published>2010-02-12T13:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:40:24.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill In Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/reader/view/feed/http%3A%2F%2Fdreamoutloud247.blogspot.com%2Ffeeds%2Fposts%2Fdefault?hl=en"&gt;Topics&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;Sam! &amp;nbsp;Who got them from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2010/02/fill-in-blank-friday_12.html"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am hoping my Valentine's day this year includes, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a surprise of some sort&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My biggest guilty pleasure is&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; twitter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am most proud of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;following through with things lately.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If I could choose one outfit to live in it would be &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my cowboy boots, jeans, and my live t-shirt from the Sydney Opera House.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People are&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; unpredictable.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I would rather be at &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;school&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; than&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; lose a day of spring break.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;diet coke&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; more than &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;coffee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-7970865976526405486?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7970865976526405486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/fill-in-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7970865976526405486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7970865976526405486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/fill-in-friday.html' title='Fill In Friday'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-482015710937230526</id><published>2010-02-12T06:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:45:12.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrrrrrrgggggggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Snow Day - there goes my spring break...@#$%^&amp;amp;@#$%^^&amp;amp;^%$#@. &amp;nbsp;Use your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;My school officially sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-482015710937230526?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/482015710937230526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/arrrrrrrrgggggggggg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/482015710937230526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/482015710937230526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/arrrrrrrrgggggggggg.html' title='Arrrrrrrrgggggggggg'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5855518312341739043</id><published>2010-02-07T22:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:24:42.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and they did it.</title><content type='html'>I am thinking since people have worn out the 'That's what she said.' phrase it is time for a new one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"but the Saints won the super bowl."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in... &lt;br /&gt;"The shuttle didn't launch last night &lt;i&gt;but the Saints won the super bowl."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I asked her to marry me and she threw the ring back in my face&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;but the Saints won the super bowl."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I might have sold that A-Rod rookie card for $7.00&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;but the Saints won the super bowl."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;They just ran out of the special&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;but the Saints won the super bowl."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;UNC might not make it to the Final four&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;but the Saints won the super bowl.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dropped my cell phone in the street&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;but the Saints won the super bowl."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;Our dog died&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;but the Saints won the super bowl."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of those kind of weeks where my feet just take me on to the next step. &amp;nbsp;I hope this ride slows down, or IMMA BE in big trouble soon. &amp;nbsp;Yes -&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;But the Saints won the super bowl!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5855518312341739043?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5855518312341739043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-they-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5855518312341739043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5855518312341739043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-they-did-it.html' title='and they did it.'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5235247548561271373</id><published>2010-02-01T22:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:31:24.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>picture pages, picture pages - time to do a picture page with you!</title><content type='html'>My January...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2eg0PqsrAI/AAAAAAAABMM/PJYxhixGLt4/s1600/P1050377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2eg0PqsrAI/AAAAAAAABMM/PJYxhixGLt4/s400/P1050377.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2emyZJKClI/AAAAAAAABMw/L0KbJj4pD5g/s1600/Photo0087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2emyZJKClI/AAAAAAAABMw/L0KbJj4pD5g/s320/Photo0087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the next day when you can't find your keys, check your boots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2emytdZ9iI/AAAAAAAABM0/5s6kVCDMSp4/s400/Photo0092.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apples to Apples after those football games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2eg9YeXd4I/AAAAAAAABMY/KVjn_W31PAg/s1600/P1050384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2eg9YeXd4I/AAAAAAAABMY/KVjn_W31PAg/s400/P1050384.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A clean closet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And my February start... &amp;nbsp;Kairmarious, Chantity, and Arianna D. - easily my three with the most personality - forgive my appearance as it is Monday and the end of K Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2ehL5lvkvI/AAAAAAAABMk/Z4CXW93wUu4/s1600/P1050389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S2ehL5lvkvI/AAAAAAAABMk/Z4CXW93wUu4/s400/P1050389.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a 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blech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Dust and Vacuum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Finish K Portfolios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Start and do as much as possible TST Tier III forms times 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lesson Plans - Thursday and Friday Math&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;St. A application&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Type a new philosophy of education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Email Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Text Uri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;edit: &amp;nbsp;no wonder I'm exhausted -&amp;nbsp; hasta luego&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 21px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-6143758512085430554?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6143758512085430554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-to-do-list_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6143758512085430554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dreamoutloud247.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simply Sam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1.  If I weren't a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; teacher&lt;/span&gt; I'd love to be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;publisher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2.  When I'm super upset I   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; complain and scowl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;  . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3.  My favorite thing about myself is   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; my ability to improvise  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;  . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4.  If I found a $100 in the pocket of last winter's coat I'd spend it on   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;pocket it so I could make it to the end of the month  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5.  Even though some people might consider this a flaw, I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; early bedtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;   . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6.  I love the way I feel  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; after I have all passing grades on student's tests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; (it has happened twice)&lt;/span&gt;    . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7.  I love my hair most when it's   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; not hanging in my face  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4772461851561908233?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4772461851561908233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/fill-ins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4772461851561908233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4772461851561908233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/fill-ins.html' title='the fill-ins'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5873800597181555842</id><published>2010-01-30T11:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:42:02.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it feels good to be a gangster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I saw snow today for the third time this winter - I don't remember the last time this happened in the 'Sip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My freshman year roommate - the lovely Katy L. Jefferson is a blonde shag wearing size of a toothpick girl who was just as goofy as myself. &amp;nbsp;She told me once she wanted this song to play every time she walked into a room. &amp;nbsp;I miss her so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eniw_S8JaJM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eniw_S8JaJM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On to last night's escapades.  I was a player, as Liz called me.  It was priceless, There was flirting, there was hand holding there was 'kneesing".  For the first time ever I was hit on before the BFF.  The classic moment was when the dance partner from last week came in and broke up the closeness.  I know I turned three shades of red.  Then an hour and half later when I was told by Kareem, 'don't get all shy about it'.  I call it practically monumental. &amp;nbsp;Although I think my friends are making a bigger deal out of boy with the red truck than what is actually happening.  He'll be at the Superbowl though so its all a question of whether or not we have a run in over the week.  Can I mention that 'boy toy' already sent me a text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;Does it make me a social reject if I have had more make attention in one month than I did all of last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;My mom is better.  She is up, she is moving a 20 foot path and she is not in near as much pain.  The doctor visit to get the bandages off her leg is Monday and I am hoping for the best.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And now I am about to go spend the day with my Grandma and enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I must say my mood is much improved!  What has put you in a good mood for the weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5873800597181555842?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5873800597181555842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-feels-good-to-be-gangster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5873800597181555842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5873800597181555842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-feels-good-to-be-gangster.html' title='it feels good to be a gangster'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8322786308401605683</id><published>2010-01-26T17:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:28:34.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>where is the warning...</title><content type='html'>I am in foul mood - I have beef with about everyone I've come in contact with today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish I could just tell someone off and make things better, but I will be nice and bite my tongue as it will help no one if I say something in the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*grumble, grumble, work, grumble grumble, dad, grumble, grumble, brother, grumble, grumble*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8322786308401605683?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8322786308401605683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-is-warning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8322786308401605683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I type it out and put it for all the world to see, it is something that cannot be taken back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was one of those mediocre days that you know existed, but you remember nothing specific. &amp;nbsp;I do know that everything I did worked at an hour behind its normal completion time which quite abnormal for moi. &amp;nbsp;Friday was a different story it was one of those days where everything I did was timed perfectly. &amp;nbsp;I got everything I could imagined accomplished with to much of a stress. &amp;nbsp;Even schoolwork wise my class got it all done, which is usually a rarity. &amp;nbsp;Best news was that on the reading test - everyone passed. &amp;nbsp;Lowest score was a 72. &amp;nbsp;Epic accomplishment in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night was the opportunity I took to confess my match secret to core friends. &amp;nbsp;Ones who I knew would not judge or ask for an explanation. &amp;nbsp;Which leads us into the blind date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for a blind date it went extremely well. &amp;nbsp;He was very very normal. &amp;nbsp;Not the coolest, but not social reject. &amp;nbsp;Besides he was nervous, very very nervous - more outwardly nervous than I can ever remember being. &amp;nbsp;In the car I gave my self pep talk and took as smooth as possible. &amp;nbsp;Now on the point of a real date: &amp;nbsp;Am I interested in finding out more about him, nope. &amp;nbsp;Did I find myself attracted to him, not in the least (no pull at all for even the simplest kiss). &amp;nbsp;Did he give me any hints that he was interested, not at all. &amp;nbsp;Do I think I'll go out with him again, if I do it'd be a shock. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;But I did it - I had a date. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side the boy with the smile that made me melt like an 11 year old with her new issue of &lt;i&gt;Teen Bop&lt;/i&gt; with a Jonas Brothers expose has fallen silent. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps it is for the best, as he might have been too pretty a match for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I went out with the BFF and another female friend and enjoyed the girl talk. &amp;nbsp;Later as the boys all peeled off from their newspaper jobs, I danced with a sexy example of a man. &amp;nbsp;If given the opportunity to express this thought at another time, I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more important &amp;nbsp;personal note. &amp;nbsp;I've gotten an eye infection, surely somehow relates to my K's. &amp;nbsp;No contacts all week and eye drops every six hours - grumbles about the glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking forward to Monday. &amp;nbsp;It is yet another four day week for me as My mom is set for some surgery on Tuesday. &amp;nbsp;Which needs to be included with a mention that my grandmother is here for two weeks. &amp;nbsp;It shall be an interesting time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my blogger friends, positive thoughts for a new week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Marshmallows'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8232321747768289519</id><published>2010-01-20T21:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:12:37.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alicemissah Strikes again</title><content type='html'>One of my Kindergarteners informed me today that I looked like Wendy Williams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topnews.in/files/Wendy-Williams.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.topnews.in/files/Wendy-Williams.jpeg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S1fGEfU6RqI/AAAAAAAABKo/eO_yGmIIHRU/s1600-h/P1030830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S1fGEfU6RqI/AAAAAAAABKo/eO_yGmIIHRU/s320/P1030830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8232321747768289519?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8232321747768289519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/alicemissah-strikes-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-7148858793278965027</id><published>2010-01-20T20:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:38:38.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wednesday Scoop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please meet Alisha at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dreamerindetroit.blogspot.com/"&gt;dreamerindetroit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__5SPawI7oP8/S1XiO02fFtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-35FDQ4H1FM/s1600/beautiful+blogger+award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__5SPawI7oP8/S1XiO02fFtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-35FDQ4H1FM/s320/beautiful+blogger+award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She made my yucky yesterday into a pretty one! &amp;nbsp;Thank you fellow sprinkle lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The rules to this award are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Thank the person who gave you the award&lt;br /&gt;2. Paste the award on your blog&lt;br /&gt;3. Link the person who nominated you for the award&lt;br /&gt;4. Tell 7 interesting things about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5) Nominate 7 bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6) Post links to the 7 blogs I n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;ominate. -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-pretty.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Did That Here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you need to seven things about moi...&lt;br /&gt;1 - I &lt;i&gt;really really&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;want an English Bulldog, like my Uni mascot. &amp;nbsp;I already have the perfect named picked out whether it be male or female - Oktibbeha 'ocah-tib-be-ha' - &amp;nbsp;the county were you find the great Mississippi State University.&lt;br /&gt;2 - I dislike being the center of attention on all days but one - my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;3 - I don't like food items on my plate to touch - there should be a buffer zone at all times.&lt;br /&gt;4 - Patterns on clothes scare me, as I am afraid I won't match.&lt;br /&gt;5 - I've never ever once had a Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;6 - I love scary movies - the more supernatural elements the better.&lt;br /&gt;7 - If I was stranded on a deserted island the first two things I would want are sunglasses and diet coke. &amp;nbsp;The rest of life is just details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the important details if you so care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job - We went back to school after the no water crisis on Tuesday. &amp;nbsp;Today I only worked half a day as I had my job interview. &amp;nbsp;I loved the school, loved the people. &amp;nbsp;Oh I want it so bad. &amp;nbsp;I was told to call in two weeks, if I had not heard from her in that time period. &amp;nbsp;As of right now I have one school related item to get done tonight. &amp;nbsp;I think I can do it, and sleep at a normal time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends - PR party tomorrow night woot woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blind Date - That did not occur - shortly before I started to prep we were put under severe storm warnings, email from him notified me of this as I was oblivious. &amp;nbsp;Tentatively rescheduled for sometime this weekend - we shall see as I got a "I really do want to meet you." &amp;nbsp;Whatevah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a quick Thursday and Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-7148858793278965027?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7148858793278965027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-scoop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7148858793278965027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7148858793278965027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-scoop.html' title='The Wednesday Scoop'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__5SPawI7oP8/S1XiO02fFtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-35FDQ4H1FM/s72-c/beautiful+blogger+award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2297311421949187417</id><published>2010-01-19T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:42:36.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?</title><content type='html'>What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Job Interview and a Blind Date on the same day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hump Day has just become oh so much more exciting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2297311421949187417?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2297311421949187417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2297311421949187417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2297311421949187417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/huh.html' title='Huh?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-7159832632810585829</id><published>2010-01-17T22:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:57:40.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day is Done...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #aabbcc; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;And at bedtime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Cleaning the closet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dusting all of the book shelves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Vacuum the bedrooms and hallway&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fold Clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dust&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Email x 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fill out and Return insurance form&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-7159832632810585829?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7159832632810585829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-at-bedtime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7159832632810585829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7159832632810585829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-at-bedtime.html' title='The Day is Done...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-6424476278519618503</id><published>2010-01-17T12:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:10:10.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday To Do List</title><content type='html'>Today I hope to accomplish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleaning the closet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dusting all of the book shelves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vacuum the bedrooms and hallway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fold Clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dust&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Email x 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill out and Return insurance form&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-6424476278519618503?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6424476278519618503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-to-do-list_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6424476278519618503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6424476278519618503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-to-do-list_17.html' title='Sunday To Do List'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8901581675582890426</id><published>2010-01-16T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:48:02.288-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saints Game...</title><content type='html'>So there is a football game today that has the boys all worked up. &amp;nbsp;And they are going to dress out some player that just rejoined the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Dat? &amp;nbsp;Saints got their Deuce back - its got to be fun time I do believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8901581675582890426?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8901581675582890426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/saints-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8901581675582890426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8901581675582890426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/saints-game.html' title='Saints Game...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-9037865881918383622</id><published>2010-01-14T12:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:47:15.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 of Undefined Work Closure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S09mh8ILkZI/AAAAAAAABKA/xzpZiczy2eM/s1600-h/Photo+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S09mh8ILkZI/AAAAAAAABKA/xzpZiczy2eM/s320/Photo+11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At least I have something to do at 4:00 today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-9037865881918383622?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/9037865881918383622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-4-of-undefined-work-closure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/9037865881918383622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/9037865881918383622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-4-of-undefined-work-closure.html' title='Day 4 of Undefined Work Closure'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/S09mh8ILkZI/AAAAAAAABKA/xzpZiczy2eM/s72-c/Photo+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-8699318805803362703</id><published>2010-01-13T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:30:21.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>triumph over technology</title><content type='html'>I have&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;triumphed over technology!  I found the television remote in the laptop bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8699318805803362703?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8699318805803362703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/triumph-over-technology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8699318805803362703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8699318805803362703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/triumph-over-technology.html' title='triumph over technology'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3048904645529640209</id><published>2010-01-13T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:28:51.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Why...</title><content type='html'>Why do I feel like the free Starbucks coupon means I have to order something fancy in the venti size?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I start on next week's stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I print out my resume?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I watching American Idol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't I trying to find the TV remote?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3048904645529640209?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3048904645529640209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3048904645529640209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3048904645529640209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-why.html' title='Wednesday Why...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2133273097393983385</id><published>2010-01-11T19:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:16:12.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A missed opportunity</title><content type='html'>Dear cute boy at Borders, I'm sorry I was on the aisle with my mom. &amp;nbsp;When I ditched her to make a round, you had moved. &amp;nbsp;Stalling as best I could I kept looking. &amp;nbsp;Seventeen minutes later I finally check out, and as I'm walking out the door I see you again. &amp;nbsp;There is no way I can come back to Borders in such a short time. &amp;nbsp;Sorry, as I might have spoken had we been within 3 feet or each other. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, the curly headed girl in the purple coat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2133273097393983385?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2133273097393983385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/missed-oppertunity.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2133273097393983385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/2133273097393983385'/><link 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Tree&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fill Out Report Cards&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Update Resume&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fill in Grade Book&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vacuum&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make Math Test&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Put Clothes Away&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write Social Studies Lesson Plans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- &lt;s&gt; Made stuff for this week's lessons&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- &lt;s&gt; Spent EEF money&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-874706228518113310?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/874706228518113310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-did-get-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/874706228518113310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/874706228518113310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-did-get-done.html' title='What did get done...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2888259751478585387</id><published>2010-01-10T10:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:05:05.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday To Do List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In the next twelve hours I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take down Christmas Tree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill Out Report Cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update Resume&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill in Grade Book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vacuum&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make Math Test&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put Clothes Away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write Social Studies Lesson Plans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 20px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://daltonboley.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Mr. Pilot Man Dalton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.  I think it is pretty and fun.  Apparently someone wants to know more about me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For all those I awarded, here are the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1) Thank the person who nominated you for this award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2) Copy the award &amp;amp; place it on your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;3) Link to the person who nominated you for this award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4) Tell us 7 interesting things about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;5) Nominate 7 bloggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;6) Post links to the 7 blogs I nominate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;My things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1. Berries no Cherries - I despise all cherry type things.  Bad experiences from childhood has given me a life long cherry ban.  Thinking about the fruit makes me shudder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2. Permanent - I like sharpie markers, they fit my career perfectly, and I carry one with me at all times.  I do not deface things, but chances are if I'm out to dinner, I've signed my receipt in green or blue sharpie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;3.  Shower power - I like to take showers.  Taking a soak does very little for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4. Picture Books - I get excited over children's literature.  My classroom's library has about 350 titles.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;5.  Reindeer - I have a cute little reindeer collection I put out during Christmas time.  My mom adds to it very year, and there is not a single Rudolph depicted reindeer in the bunch.  Glowing noses need not apply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;6.  Textual - I think in fonts.  Often I can look at something and name its typeface, or mentally I assign an appropriate typeface to an event.   My favorites are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Venetian style fonts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;7.  Name Game - I don't name things.  My car, computer, iPod, kindle, bed, and what not are nameless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Now for those I'd like to pass it on to...though I think I read them more often than they read me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The Glamourous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iris-mylifeinpurple.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Life in Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; would not be complete with the beautiful award - she's still sticking to her resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A southern girl like myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wifetothenavylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; - her work related stories are entertaining to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caffeinate-me.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Andrea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; - witty and to the point reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The girl is trying her best to make it in a new city - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlemisspaige.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Paige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Jessie at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://punctuatedlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A Punctuated Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; gives awesome eye candy posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The girl who posted about the $750 cupcake and drinking black coffee - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hautewhimsy.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Jen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;There is also this girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pre-life-crisis.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Lilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; - who makes me want to live/love in the big city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-8880821385538923783?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8880821385538923783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-pretty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8880821385538923783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/8880821385538923783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-pretty.html' title='The Friday Pretty'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9n1GSRNyM8/S0S_gntzzeI/AAAAAAAAAXw/F7jh89Jd5Rw/s72-c/bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5452340002938120536</id><published>2010-01-06T21:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:37:02.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wednesday night fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Late wednesday nights, my hair has become the victim of barrettes and bobby pins, my computer is humming, my fingers have lost feelings in the tips, and I rub my eyes to see past the haze of being a involuntary workaholic.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So there is this vicious cycle to my life.  It goes as so...&lt;div&gt;Every Thursday at 12-noon lesson plans, helping hand interventions,  and all attachments are due.  Every second week this includes common assessment in reading, language, and math.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that are in or remember college -  This equates to a 10 page report due once a week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I want to cry about it.  Somedays I think - "What would happen if we just didn't do it."  However that would directly negate one of those work resolutions.  Never fear though it gets done, but not with out the extended effort by myself and cohort Anna.  We get our pretty 20 pages in.  Tonight's effort ended with only two cups of coffee and not once pressing next on the iPod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of these days I will lead a revolution where we all go back to the bartering system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5452340002938120536?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5452340002938120536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wednesday-night-fog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5452340002938120536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5452340002938120536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wednesday-night-fog.html' title='My Wednesday night fog'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-168552758376740788</id><published>2010-01-03T21:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:13:02.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Channeling Adam Sandler</title><content type='html'>Oh, Back to School...&lt;div&gt;I've have taken a 16 day hiatus and it has been nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now as I need to sleep to meet my smiling twenty over zealous five years olds I am pondering the school year.  before we got out the principal shared with us 'professional reads' from a text you use when trying to become nationally board certified.  All were about being the best and loving your job, ways to do a better job, in broad schemes you could adapt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Ta da ladies and gentleman now I will give you the wants list for school days 86-180&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will be excited to see every child everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will spend more time with them reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will try to be a better listener to my students&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will try to ask their opinion more often&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will carry through with my &lt;strike&gt;bribes &lt;/strike&gt;promises&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will want this job next year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not earn a sneer from Lord Voldemort&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all, please return your chair back tables to their upright positions and do not access your cellular telephones until the captain has turned off the fasten seat belt light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-168552758376740788?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/168552758376740788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/channeling-adam-sander.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/168552758376740788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/168552758376740788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/channeling-adam-sander.html' title='Channeling Adam Sandler'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-105577113473690623</id><published>2010-01-03T17:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:42:58.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking not doing</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think about kissing so much my lips tremble.  It has been so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-105577113473690623?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/105577113473690623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/thinking-not-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/105577113473690623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/105577113473690623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/thinking-not-doing.html' title='Thinking not doing'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5295118202729546142</id><published>2010-01-01T21:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:22:08.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you warm up with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The first day of this new year has been excellent, moreover it has been an excellent last day of vacation!  As Monday its back to school.  A night of cajun-y coastal favorites, lots of picture taking, watching the ball drop twice (Eastern and Central), Taboo (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Something you warm up with...- A sexy lady!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, throwing chocolate cookie 'ninja' stars, and a club all to ourselves.  It says a lot when you sleep only three hours of the day.  I'll say this year already holds lots of potential!  Now if only I had started the year with a clean bedroom.  And my New Years kiss was the same person I had one with in 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's a glimpse of the mad ninja star skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz607z7z9rI/AAAAAAAABEQ/2cOoSHgrbhs/s400/P1050336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz607z7z9rI/AAAAAAAABEQ/2cOoSHgrbhs/s400/P1050336.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5295118202729546142?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5295118202729546142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-you-warm-up-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5295118202729546142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5295118202729546142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-you-warm-up-with.html' title='Something you warm up with...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz607z7z9rI/AAAAAAAABEQ/2cOoSHgrbhs/s72-c/P1050336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-7712343550722579391</id><published>2009-12-31T17:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:12:09.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was bad in my spending tendencies yesterday, but I am going to look so nice, when the time comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0Oj99-BdI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LBO5XP_Cudw/s400/P1050313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0Oj99-BdI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LBO5XP_Cudw/s400/P1050313.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-7712343550722579391?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7712343550722579391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7712343550722579391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/7712343550722579391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-bad.html' title='I was bad'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0Oj99-BdI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LBO5XP_Cudw/s72-c/P1050313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3240472456611405506</id><published>2009-12-31T12:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:06:38.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know it is a big news day...</title><content type='html'>The noon news just reported that Waffle House is open all 24 hours of New Years Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3240472456611405506?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3240472456611405506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-it-is-big-news-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3240472456611405506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3240472456611405506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-it-is-big-news-day.html' title='You know it is a big news day...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5489965710367816871</id><published>2009-12-30T01:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:59:44.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night = Long</title><content type='html'>So I'm trying to remember that line from 'When Harry Met Sally' - It's the last day of the last decade - blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I saw people that spread my social circle over the entire decade, which is odd in the past nine days I've seen more people and spoken to more than I'd have ever imagined.  And there's been some mulling in my mind.  No real decisions just straight up facts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could relish on what did not happen and I could celebrate what did happen.  Really though for me a New Year is just another day on the calendar when I wake up and can do something.  I almost think that we should celebrate Leap Year Days too.  "Whoa a whole extra day to make a difference!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a speech one time given by Hyrum Smith - or the guy from Franklin Covey - they make planners.  He said something that sticks with me always - "Time is merely measured Chaos."  I have to use my Chaos appropriately.  Will I do that?  Some days I do a mighty fine job and others, I know I wasted some of my precious seconds.  I'm realistic enough to know my organized chaos overall is used wisely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One label I could give 2009, the year I didn't kiss anyone.  Are you shocked?  In hindsight I am, but not surprised after reflection.  Where did the men go or what was wrong with me?  Though tonight I as I did go see 'New Moon' with the BFF, I realized I am smart enough to know life isn't like the movie or book.  It was fiction.  But is it wrong to want a little of that?  I sure hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One label could be the year I made an effort.  I tried to be nice to lots of people.  I will continue to be nice.  More importantly I want to keep those that mean something close to me.  Stop making excuses.  I loved visiting with Jess again, I need to see Stephanie again, and I need to love my family - more than I do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I found my career.  I had one grown up job in one small place.  I liked it, but I knew there was more.  I found more and with it came a lot more stuff.  I have learned that I can be hardworking and fight for what I want.  Though the bossman might not like it if I do.  I've said it once and I'll probably say it again.  I have to fight for my students since they cant fight for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the dynamo is still working I need to finish up as kitty is looking at me to lay down and go to sleep.  I do feel energized recently as I've been learning from people across the 'interwebs' that I can get out of sharing as much as I put in.  So if you read this - my final label - 'Thank you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5489965710367816871?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5489965710367816871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-night-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5489965710367816871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5489965710367816871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-night-long.html' title='Late Night = Long'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2107342617513982076</id><published>2009-12-28T12:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:43:56.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty of being a PerezHilton junkie</title><content type='html'>So I do read gossip rags, but this video was posted on Perez's blog and it was awesomesauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Love Mraz and my pull for The Black Eyed Peas, Beyonce, Kanye, and the weekend of Lady Gaga overload...are some of the ways I want to remember 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2107342617513982076?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-1932303961863961463</id><published>2009-12-26T20:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:29:35.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Draco</title><content type='html'>Tom Felton on the HBP Special Features = HOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-1932303961863961463?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1932303961863961463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-draco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1932303961863961463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1932303961863961463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-draco.html' title='Hello Draco'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-9133319353839478146</id><published>2009-12-24T13:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:08:37.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There is rain and wind</title><content type='html'>But I know I am safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and that this is a pathetic excuse for a blog post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy, its day six of sixteen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-9133319353839478146?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/9133319353839478146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-rain-and-wind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/9133319353839478146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/9133319353839478146'/><link rel='alternate' 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of'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3171003130512381373</id><published>2009-12-20T02:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:05:42.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Notes and you know when...</title><content type='html'>Thursday at school was the Christmas Program - we had a guest sing "O Holy Night" and I cried as did one of my 5 year olds Ariana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Thursday I realized I taught in the 'hood when...&lt;br /&gt;The PTA gave the teachers Captain D's gift certificates!  I was excited seeing as how the PTO at Forest never gave me anything before, and Wells Church gave us cookies!&lt;br /&gt;Also each grade sang a Holiday song or two and the only two Caucasian students in the whole school were both in grades that sang Kwanzaa songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3171003130512381373?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3171003130512381373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-notes-and-you-know-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3171003130512381373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3171003130512381373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-notes-and-you-know-when.html' title='Christmas Notes and you know when...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3950443675182629408</id><published>2009-12-15T22:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:37:40.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Test</title><content type='html'>On the language exam today they had to fill out a bubble map about colors.  Christopher copies the names of the crayon brand off his crayons - 'Crayola' and 'Roseart'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3950443675182629408?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3950443675182629408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/language-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3950443675182629408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3950443675182629408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/language-test.html' title='Language Test'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-3689257948626165482</id><published>2009-12-15T21:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:14:45.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now what...</title><content type='html'>It is nine pm and I have finished all my school work.  I'm not sure what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a problem?  Should it be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-3689257948626165482?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3689257948626165482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-what.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3689257948626165482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/3689257948626165482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-what.html' title='Now what...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-1784940089270309906</id><published>2009-12-09T21:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T09:30:16.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I've established a few things</title><content type='html'>#1 - Chantity made me a card that called me Dr. instead of Miss  - odd to say the least but it just didn't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Kamarious made the entire school laugh today the Nutcracker - lets just say he throughly enjoys the 'blue girl that spins.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - I have realized that at my work I question things more than others do.  I'm not sure if that puts me on a hit list or a 'wow she's doing her job' list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - I have no reason to but any cute blinky/flashy countdown things on my blog.  Really what do I have to promote except the end of the school year, and really thats only exciting to me.  Not that I would ever put anything that blinks on a blog, just as I wound never use comic sans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I think I need new contacts - they should have a countdown widget thing for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-1784940089270309906?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1784940089270309906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-ive-established-few-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1784940089270309906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1784940089270309906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-ive-established-few-things.html' title='Well I&apos;ve established a few things'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5003267533251056622</id><published>2009-12-06T09:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:50:09.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>David's Bridal is the Sam's Club of Weddings</title><content type='html'>Regina said, "Put some make-up on before you go out tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamarious, "Look, I've got on two pairs of pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow almost put in the Christmas spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5003267533251056622?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5003267533251056622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/davids-bridal-is-sams-club-of-weddings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5003267533251056622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5003267533251056622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/davids-bridal-is-sams-club-of-weddings.html' title='David&apos;s Bridal is the Sam&apos;s Club of Weddings'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-5724562051912278182</id><published>2009-11-28T14:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:45:27.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A pick 6 what</title><content type='html'>If you want to approach someone you may be attracted to don't belittle their answers to your questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment my Christmas Spirit is at an all time low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when did my feelings lose impact in certain matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This and more on the six o'clock news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-5724562051912278182?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5724562051912278182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/pick-6-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5724562051912278182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/5724562051912278182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/pick-6-what.html' title='A pick 6 what'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-4810363159073564560</id><published>2009-11-24T20:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:17:06.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have Tim Tams!</title><content type='html'>I only use Coffee Mate in my coffee, unless I can sit and enjoy it.  It is not worth the calories to drink on the fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-4810363159073564560?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4810363159073564560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-tim-tams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4810363159073564560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/4810363159073564560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-tim-tams.html' title='I have Tim Tams!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-6258910618050978105</id><published>2009-11-14T10:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:14:22.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Effin Bama, go back to T-town</title><content type='html'>I might actually hold a real baby in June or July.  It is just wow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-6258910618050978105?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6258910618050978105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/effin-bama-go-back-to-t-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6258910618050978105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/6258910618050978105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/effin-bama-go-back-to-t-town.html' title='Effin Bama, go back to T-town'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-614476677450718001</id><published>2009-11-11T18:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:59:44.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh or Cry</title><content type='html'>Spotted in real life - Mimi from The Drew Carey Show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-614476677450718001?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-1887854271997035535</id><published>2009-11-10T20:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:26:34.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm meeting individual needs</title><content type='html'>"There is a whole lot of issues over there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and truthfully I do need reclaim my natural life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-1887854271997035535?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1887854271997035535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-meeting-individual-needs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1887854271997035535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3209054754979452847/posts/default/1887854271997035535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-meeting-individual-needs.html' title='I&apos;m meeting individual needs'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03599493958729171048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-2160301576182147898</id><published>2009-10-19T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:32:19.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well my birthday is going to be at Chuck E Cheese</title><content type='html'>My boss told me today, "Relax and just do what you do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-2160301576182147898?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2160301576182147898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_whe40JK2yZg/Sz0vguHKWUI/AAAAAAAABAU/3xyI24DZVg4/S220/P1050303.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3209054754979452847.post-7766139139685395760</id><published>2009-10-18T23:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:25:54.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a time and purpose...I just have to find it</title><content type='html'>Somedays are disenchanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While other times, I feel like I'm completely behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3209054754979452847-7766139139685395760?l=musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musingsfromthekteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7766139139685395760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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