I am going to bed on an angry note because of the news.
Two different segments on cruelty to an animal.
The first involved a 14 year old boy abusing a kitten at the park and cutting it. An 8 year old boy grabbed the knife away from the older boy before more damage was done. He had already dropped the kitten on the ground from a high slide. The little boy kept pleading for him to leave it alone. The kitten lived but has a broken leg, fractured rib and bruised lung. How horrible but kudos to the 8 year old for standing up to a bully on behalf of that kitten. The kitten goes up for adoption Friday.
The next one was a dog that was adopted and has a great life now. He was found weeks ago burned with acid and stabbed.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE? Are people so warped that they have to pick on something that can not defend it self.
As I finished this post a thought went through my head.... What should I expect when I live in the area that thinks that famous football player from around here was innocent when he was found to be involved in dog fighting?
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Application Process Begins
My application process for next school year has begun... again.
Please pray for me during this process. I so need a full-time job with benefits.
Please pray for me during this process. I so need a full-time job with benefits.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
What happened to Good Samaritans...
Has society come so far down that we do not look out for fellow humans that are struggling?
My Mother and I went out to a fast food chicken place today. We do this occassionally on Sundays when the rest of the family has other plans. We like this chicken but the others find it spicy. There were only two tables dining at the time. The lady at the table next to us saw the situation first. There was a man pulling up in a wheelchair scooter on the sidewalk heading to the door. She saw it first that he was not going to be able to hold the door and maneuver the chair to get in. I overheard her tell her husband about the man when it caught my attention. I looked at this couple to see if one of them was going to get up and help. They both sat there. I finally got up from eating to go assist this handicapped gentleman. I heard the lady tell her husband...Awwhhh, she is going to help him. I was thinking well duh lady you and your husband obviously are not going to help. ( They were two very capable healthy adults.) He thanked me.
He then went and ordered. The employees gave him his to-go order. He wheeled across the dining room but could not get past the carpet because the high chairs were in his way. I, once again, got up from eating to assist him both with the highchairs and the doors so that he may leave. He thanked me again. I was happy to assist.
My Mom was uptight. She even called the manager over to give her opinion. She understood that the employees could not see him trying to enter the restaurant and could not assist him but when he came through the line they then knew he was handicapped and may need help. They gave him his food then basically walked away. She explained to him that his customer should not have had to stop their meal to assist this man while his employees stood behind the counter talking and oblivious that the man may need assistance. She went on to explain that customer service starts from the start of walking through the door. They were not busy and could not assist they were just conversating. The manager agreed with her and also thanked me.
It still leaves me wondering. Neither the couple beside us that first discovered the situation nor any of the employees had the decency to help assist the man. What has happened to society?
Someone mentioned that they are afraid of their help being rejected. I would rather have tried to help the man and been rejected, which I wasn't , than to sit there and watch him struggle and struggle to get both in and out of the door.
My Mother and I went out to a fast food chicken place today. We do this occassionally on Sundays when the rest of the family has other plans. We like this chicken but the others find it spicy. There were only two tables dining at the time. The lady at the table next to us saw the situation first. There was a man pulling up in a wheelchair scooter on the sidewalk heading to the door. She saw it first that he was not going to be able to hold the door and maneuver the chair to get in. I overheard her tell her husband about the man when it caught my attention. I looked at this couple to see if one of them was going to get up and help. They both sat there. I finally got up from eating to go assist this handicapped gentleman. I heard the lady tell her husband...Awwhhh, she is going to help him. I was thinking well duh lady you and your husband obviously are not going to help. ( They were two very capable healthy adults.) He thanked me.
He then went and ordered. The employees gave him his to-go order. He wheeled across the dining room but could not get past the carpet because the high chairs were in his way. I, once again, got up from eating to assist him both with the highchairs and the doors so that he may leave. He thanked me again. I was happy to assist.
My Mom was uptight. She even called the manager over to give her opinion. She understood that the employees could not see him trying to enter the restaurant and could not assist him but when he came through the line they then knew he was handicapped and may need help. They gave him his food then basically walked away. She explained to him that his customer should not have had to stop their meal to assist this man while his employees stood behind the counter talking and oblivious that the man may need assistance. She went on to explain that customer service starts from the start of walking through the door. They were not busy and could not assist they were just conversating. The manager agreed with her and also thanked me.
It still leaves me wondering. Neither the couple beside us that first discovered the situation nor any of the employees had the decency to help assist the man. What has happened to society?
Someone mentioned that they are afraid of their help being rejected. I would rather have tried to help the man and been rejected, which I wasn't , than to sit there and watch him struggle and struggle to get both in and out of the door.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
He is a monster...
I had a chat with my nephew today. I asked him what did he do with his bad paper last night. He told me he stuffed it under my television stand. I was puzzled. How could he had stuffed it under the tv stand and I have it too? Well then he confessed that he received two F's this week. One in vocabulary and one in math ( symmetry).
I have decided to look for some things on symmetry and work with him on it. As for the vocabulary , I think he was just having a bad day. He usually aces those tests.
I have created a monster.... well his parents have to be technical.
I have decided to look for some things on symmetry and work with him on it. As for the vocabulary , I think he was just having a bad day. He usually aces those tests.
I have created a monster.... well his parents have to be technical.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Kids...You have to love them
Sunday School on Mother's Day we were discussing honoring your Mother even when she makes mistakes and forgiving them . I asked one of my first grade boys if his Mom ever makes mistakes. He responded..... Oh man, she makes a lot of them. I could only laugh.
Today my nephew received his work envelope for the week with all his grades for last week in it. He was stressed that he earned an F on his last vocabulary test. He does not make F's. He is an honor roll student and his parents are hard on him about staying on the honor roll. He showed it to me and asked if I would trash it before his Mommy saw it. I told him I couldn't. He gave me the goo-goo eyes. He asked if I could hide it in my garage. I don't know why the garage was so important because his Mom rarely comes over here. I told him I could not do that. He got quiet for awhile. I then looked at him messing with the envelope then erasing something and doing it again. My almost eight year old nephew was trying to forge their initials on the envelope they must sign each week. I never thought of such a thing until high school. That is how scared he was. The F paper was accidentally left here. It is not my fault that he packed all the papers up to take home while I was still looking at his mistakes. Then we ran out the door to go to baseball practice.
What would you do? I know what I should do but I also know how hard they are on him about his grades. It is crazy. Don't judge me until you are at his house during homework time. Dad sits there with an eraser to erase his mistakes before he even has a chance to see what he did wrong then gets yelled at for not doing it right.
Let me tell you about his last F paper from months ago. He was upset about it also. He was looking at it and was stressed about it. He packed his stuff up in the envelope and put it away. I was wondering why his Mom never seemed to fuss at him over that grade. Well a few weeks later my Mom found his F paper hidden under a bunch of papers on her desk. That devil.
It is sad though thought that at 7 years old this stresses him out and forces him to hide and think of ways to not let them see the grade.
We were not raised this way. If we made the honor roll, great. If we didn't she was still proud that we did our best. I remember waiting until leaving for the bus stop to show her a D that needed to be signed. She just asked... Did you try? I said yes and it was over. I didn't make many D's or F's though. I did fail 8th grade world literature. She was concerned but not stressed because it was all about mythology and I did not believe or understand it. It was against all Christianity that I had been taught. She asked if I had tried and even tried to do it with me. It wasn't happening. She knows I tried. No punishment, no fussing. It was over. I wish my sister would remember her upbringing. We turned out ok.
Today my nephew received his work envelope for the week with all his grades for last week in it. He was stressed that he earned an F on his last vocabulary test. He does not make F's. He is an honor roll student and his parents are hard on him about staying on the honor roll. He showed it to me and asked if I would trash it before his Mommy saw it. I told him I couldn't. He gave me the goo-goo eyes. He asked if I could hide it in my garage. I don't know why the garage was so important because his Mom rarely comes over here. I told him I could not do that. He got quiet for awhile. I then looked at him messing with the envelope then erasing something and doing it again. My almost eight year old nephew was trying to forge their initials on the envelope they must sign each week. I never thought of such a thing until high school. That is how scared he was. The F paper was accidentally left here. It is not my fault that he packed all the papers up to take home while I was still looking at his mistakes. Then we ran out the door to go to baseball practice.
What would you do? I know what I should do but I also know how hard they are on him about his grades. It is crazy. Don't judge me until you are at his house during homework time. Dad sits there with an eraser to erase his mistakes before he even has a chance to see what he did wrong then gets yelled at for not doing it right.
Let me tell you about his last F paper from months ago. He was upset about it also. He was looking at it and was stressed about it. He packed his stuff up in the envelope and put it away. I was wondering why his Mom never seemed to fuss at him over that grade. Well a few weeks later my Mom found his F paper hidden under a bunch of papers on her desk. That devil.
It is sad though thought that at 7 years old this stresses him out and forces him to hide and think of ways to not let them see the grade.
We were not raised this way. If we made the honor roll, great. If we didn't she was still proud that we did our best. I remember waiting until leaving for the bus stop to show her a D that needed to be signed. She just asked... Did you try? I said yes and it was over. I didn't make many D's or F's though. I did fail 8th grade world literature. She was concerned but not stressed because it was all about mythology and I did not believe or understand it. It was against all Christianity that I had been taught. She asked if I had tried and even tried to do it with me. It wasn't happening. She knows I tried. No punishment, no fussing. It was over. I wish my sister would remember her upbringing. We turned out ok.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Happy Mother's Day!
Happy Mother's Day to all my friends that are mothers.
Happy Mother's Day to all my friends who are like mothers to someone.
Happy Mother's Day to all my friends who would like to be mothers. I am one of you.
Today I cooked for my family. We had a sausage and shrimp pot boil. It was delicious. We spent the afternoon on the porch talking, playing with my nephew and eating brownies and cookies. It was a great memorable day.
Thank you Lord for such a great day!
Happy Mother's Day to all my friends who are like mothers to someone.
Happy Mother's Day to all my friends who would like to be mothers. I am one of you.
Today I cooked for my family. We had a sausage and shrimp pot boil. It was delicious. We spent the afternoon on the porch talking, playing with my nephew and eating brownies and cookies. It was a great memorable day.
Thank you Lord for such a great day!
Friday, May 6, 2011
Update...
I found a seamstress who will buy and make the dress for $189. I told her I just could not afford that and she lowered it to $150. She took my measurements yesterday.
My mom has a gazillion points on one of her credit cards. I am redeeming them for my airline.
Praise The Lord!!!!
My mom has a gazillion points on one of her credit cards. I am redeeming them for my airline.
Praise The Lord!!!!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Seamstress Needed
I have waited to the last minute because of finances to buy a bridesmaid dress. My best friend in Oregon is getting married for the second time but having her first wedding. I did not know if I really could travel to the wedding until the last few weeks. There are two bridesmaids, myself and her 18 year old daughter. She picked a dress that looks great on her daughter but the whole back shows which is not good for a fat 38 year old. She told me I could get any dress but try to get it as close to her daughter's color. I went to the bridal shop and the dresses all run 2 sizes small, so the largest size is too small in the in-stock dresses. They can order it but now they are running the week of July 23 but her wedding is July 2. The express dresses don't come in my size. I know I waited until the last minute but I had no money.
I went to the fabric store and found some material that matches but now I need a cheap seamstress. Do you know of one?
HELP!
I went to the fabric store and found some material that matches but now I need a cheap seamstress. Do you know of one?
HELP!
The woman never amazes me
My mother's sister is such a piece of work. Everything with her is "whoah is me". I mean everything.
My Mom was trying to to have a decent conversation with her. I don't know why she tried to have a decent conversation with her, it never ends that way.
Yesterday she called my Mom to tell her that she had been in tears all day just thinking about Mother's Day. She went on to say that next Sunday is her first Mother's Day without her mother. My Mom reminded her that it is also her first Mother's Day without her mother and she was not alone.
Her response......" Well she was my mother for 72 years and only yours for 68 years." As if she had more of a right to be upset and grieving because she was born first.
This woman is unbelievable. Just think, I don't post about all her antics anymore because I think my blog readers may think I have an active imagination. No imagination needed, I couldn't even make up such things with her. Nothing she does amazes me anymore.
I will tell you that my grandfather has fallen twice this week. Social services was called again by the emergency personnel. She beat them to the punch and called his doctor to convince him to tell SS that my grandfather is OK to stay by himself and he did as she told him. Unbelievable.
My Mom was trying to to have a decent conversation with her. I don't know why she tried to have a decent conversation with her, it never ends that way.
Yesterday she called my Mom to tell her that she had been in tears all day just thinking about Mother's Day. She went on to say that next Sunday is her first Mother's Day without her mother. My Mom reminded her that it is also her first Mother's Day without her mother and she was not alone.
Her response......" Well she was my mother for 72 years and only yours for 68 years." As if she had more of a right to be upset and grieving because she was born first.
This woman is unbelievable. Just think, I don't post about all her antics anymore because I think my blog readers may think I have an active imagination. No imagination needed, I couldn't even make up such things with her. Nothing she does amazes me anymore.
I will tell you that my grandfather has fallen twice this week. Social services was called again by the emergency personnel. She beat them to the punch and called his doctor to convince him to tell SS that my grandfather is OK to stay by himself and he did as she told him. Unbelievable.
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