How to Make School Fun
January 30th, 2007 -- Posted in General | Comments OffEven geography can be fun.
Even geography can be fun.
I love LL Bean!! So during one of my flickr searches I looked up LL Bean. I missed seeing that giant boot in front of the store. Anyway, I learned that they decorated their outdoor tree at Christmas, with Nalgene bottles. It looks so cool!! Here is one picture and here is a close up.
Funny how Groundhog Day is this week - which signifies that winter might almost be over! But it just started… sort of makes me giggle for some reason. I’m sure we will have six more weeks of winter but still… how can we judge whether winter is almost over if it just started? Not that I would complain if it were almost over. I am really hoping for a spring like March Break. The first year my Mom and I went to Michigan for March Break, there were buds, and flowers popping out of the ground and it was great. Since then it has been freezing! So some nice spring weather would be appreciated this year.
I just got this book, Children of Men by P.D. James, out from the library. I have a vague idea of what the book is about, and sometimes that’s enough - enough to get me imagining what it’s about, and what it’s not about but what I want it to be, or imagine it could be about. I understand it’s a movie now, so if it’s not out in theatres it will soon be and my musings may be redundant.
Basically, semi-suddenly, humankind is infertile. Childbearing gradually slows but then suddenly stops. For the next 25 years, no children are born. The implications are interesting:
Imagine the impact this would have on:
And what it would be like to all of a sudden realize that:
I bet it’d become a really dismal society, and then gradually becomes more pioneer-like until people got too old to work, and then we’d just be a bunch of decomposing, weakening, old animals that shrivel up and die.
I can’t wait for this movie! It sounds great!
Did anyone else watch Scrubs this week? It was done like a musical… and was SOOOO funny! I have been singing two of the songs all week. Well, really, I started with one… and then Doug made me stop so had to pick a new one.
You might need to be registered at geocaching.com to read this, but it’s one of the funniest photo caption things I’ve read in a long time. In any case, Bryan will appreciate this. Kristen too, if she reads sillyspot.com.
Well, smart in different ways than Doug. Doug is always teaching me so much… so it’s exciting when I get to teach Doug something (doesn’t happen often!). So here is my list of THREE words that I have been able to teach Doug over our 10.5 years together:
So the low next week is -25! What?  Just when I was getting used to these +10 temps… not sure if I’ll survive those cold temps!
I often try to pass off my parking day pass onto someone else if there is time left on it. Is that wrong? I mean, if you pull up to a parking metre and it has time left, you park there, right? Anyway, did it again today. I have to pay for 5 hours and anything after 4 takes you for 12 hours or something… so when I saw someone standing at the machine as I was leaving I told them I had time left on mine and gave it to them…
I hate those gas people - not the mainstream ones, but the ones that try to get you to switch. He came to my door this afternoon (Jenn’s probably moaning right now - don’t worry, no violence!). He started his blurb, I interrupted him and politely pointed out the sign we had posted for no solicitors. Most people say, “oh sorry!” (at which point I determine whether they are good (ie. children) or bad (ie. sleazy adults) and either say “no problem, have a great day”, or “well, pay attention next time” and close the door), but he said that he wasn’t soliciting (all the vermin of his type try the same argument). So I (still politely) define “solicitation” - He says he’s not doing that - he’s just telling me about the program, then tries to change the subject back to the program. I explain that after we finish discussing solicitation, we can then decide whether to talk about his program. He then says that he doesn’t have time to discuss solicitation. Well, that just sets me off. I say how unbelievable it is that he comes to my house, interrupts my work, and says he doesn’t have time to talk about what I want to talk about first? Well, it kinda escalated from there and I chased him off our porch yelling at him to never come back. Boy, it’s fun toying with door-to-door salespeople, the swine!
Okay…. so I haven’t hidden my sadness over working in a nut free environment. Peanut butter is a staple in my life and so are nuts (oh how I miss my chewy granola bars - Nature Valley… Yumm!). I used to have peanut butter and crackers, peanut butter sandwiches, etc… and now I never know what to have for lunch! Anyway, this week I got a memo that any hand creams, cleansers, etc. that I bring to work now have to be approved by WHMIS. Crazy? Am I not allowed to enjoy anything? Oh, and there are rules about how much paper/flammables can be on the walls and doors… and how far apart they can be. My problem is there is no where for me to hang anything outside of my room so I have been using my door… and now I learn that I’m not supposed to have anything on my classroom door. Hmmm… Anyway, I long for the old days where I can use hand cream and eat my peanut butter….
I’ve been out and about this week visiting people from my past - my camp past! On Monday we went to visit Matt and his wife Tanya. Yesterday I headed out to visit Krista and then to see Ciska! It’s been fun to catch up with people. Three more sleeps until my holidays are over. *sniff sniff*. I did manage to squeeze in a two hour massage today though and I think we are heading to the motorcycle show this weekend as well. And we’ll end our weekend with a riveting game of Dutch Blitz!
Don’t follow the link if you don’t like seeing surgical procedures, but otherwise this is amazing:
Samuel thrusts his tiny hand out of the surgical opening of his mother’s uterus
During a spina bifida corrective procedure at twenty-one weeks in utero, the doctor lifts his hand, Samuel reacts to the touch and squeezes the doctor’s finger. As if testing for strength, the doctor shakes the tiny fist. Samuel held firm. At that moment, I took this “Fetal Hand Grasp” photo.
Jenn writes like a boy and I write like a girl. I’m so confused.
Brock and Julie - Happy 8th Anniversary! Hard to believe with the weather today, that you were married during a blizzard!