Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Another Day
Another Day. I never stop to realize what a blessing each day is until I am reminded of it by some tradegy. That is such a shame, because when the day is done I am really greatful for what has transpired that day good or bad. It is all experiences that make me who I am. I love each an every new day.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
I Did Remember
It has been so long since I posted that I didn't know if I would remember my password-as you see I did.
I've been busy beginning a new year of teaching. I enjoy my job, but every year I stress out when school is about to begin. I have the teacher nightmares--kids running away, me strangling some student for an action that was unexceptable to me, going to school without any cloths on, forgetting to set the alarm--that one may have some trueth to it. Needless to say I don't sleep well the first few weeks before school. Once school begins and I have a chance to meet my students--the nightmares are gone. The tiredness comes from the emotioan work load of teaching and keeping everyone happy. It takes me about a month before I begin to feel rested after a nights sleep.
My dear sweet husband has been busy clearing trees off lot. I have helped some but he has done most of the work. We have the septic system almost totally in. That was a goal we had for the summer but had hoped to have it completed by the first of July. Only a little behind schedule.
My next goal in this blogging is to make my page a little more attractive. For that I will have to enlist my daughters help.
I've been busy beginning a new year of teaching. I enjoy my job, but every year I stress out when school is about to begin. I have the teacher nightmares--kids running away, me strangling some student for an action that was unexceptable to me, going to school without any cloths on, forgetting to set the alarm--that one may have some trueth to it. Needless to say I don't sleep well the first few weeks before school. Once school begins and I have a chance to meet my students--the nightmares are gone. The tiredness comes from the emotioan work load of teaching and keeping everyone happy. It takes me about a month before I begin to feel rested after a nights sleep.
My dear sweet husband has been busy clearing trees off lot. I have helped some but he has done most of the work. We have the septic system almost totally in. That was a goal we had for the summer but had hoped to have it completed by the first of July. Only a little behind schedule.
My next goal in this blogging is to make my page a little more attractive. For that I will have to enlist my daughters help.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Idaho Spud
When I was a young girl I loved visiting my grandparents who lived just outside of Firth, Idaho. Grandma and Grandpa enjoyed an occasional evening out. Once when I was staying with them they promised me a treat if I would stay home while they went out. Of cource I chose my favorite candy bar at the time--Almand Joy. To my surprise grandmother brought me back an Idaho Spud bar. I was happy for the surprise, but displeased it wasn't an Almand Joy. Grandmother explained that there hadn't been any Almand Joys to purchase and she thought that I might like this candy bar instead--afterall it had coconut in it. I must say it turned out to be a sweet experience. I have loved them ever since.
You know you can't buy this candy bar just anywhere in the world. You find them mostly in Idaho--surprise, surprise--and in some of the surrounding states. Over the years I have found them to be good Christmas presents for family who live out of state--if they like them of cource.
There is a certain way I enjoy eating an Idaho Spud bar--kind of like when one eats and Oreo cookie. I like my bars cold, that way the chocolate outside comes away from the marshmellowie inside very easily. Once most of the chocalate outside is gone I then eat the marshmellow inside.
I do this when I really want to savor the experience of eating the bar.
I thank my grandmother and grandfather for introducing me to one of my favorite candy bars, the Idaho Spud Bar.
You know you can't buy this candy bar just anywhere in the world. You find them mostly in Idaho--surprise, surprise--and in some of the surrounding states. Over the years I have found them to be good Christmas presents for family who live out of state--if they like them of cource.
There is a certain way I enjoy eating an Idaho Spud bar--kind of like when one eats and Oreo cookie. I like my bars cold, that way the chocolate outside comes away from the marshmellowie inside very easily. Once most of the chocalate outside is gone I then eat the marshmellow inside.
I do this when I really want to savor the experience of eating the bar.
I thank my grandmother and grandfather for introducing me to one of my favorite candy bars, the Idaho Spud Bar.
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