24 hours ago teen was downstairs watching tv, annoying the dog, loud, obnoxious, happy go lucky as usual. 3:30 AM wakes me tell me his throat hurts. 8:00 I go to work. 3:00 PM he sees white patches and goes to dr. 4:00 PM has xray a 101 temp and finds out the diagnosis is bronchitis. Really who does that??
On another note, did I tell you hate conference night. Do you know why? Because of the parents? Nope. The 12 hour day? Nope. It is the FOOD. You see teachers love to eat, and conference night is a great night for POTLUCK. And do you kno where we keep the food for potluck? In the lounge and guess where the lounge is? Yep, out the back door of my office....cream puffs, nacho cheese, chili, chocolate mint brownies, tortilla chips. Nothing I would ever make at my house but by gosh sit it in the room next to me and the grazing begins.
THEN I come home to the wonderfu smell of french dip I made the peeps at home...here is the recipe, make it this winter, it will be the easiest think you ever make!!
Well that is relevant, but it is one of my favorite easy things to make!
http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Easy-Slow-Cooker-French-Dip/Detail.aspx
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
sigh
A moody tweener-I guess small fry will officially be one soon
A moody teen-oh how those middle school teen self-confidence and-I-don't-fit-in blips are so painful
Moody students at school
A smelly dishwasher that I just can't convince hubby to kick to the curb
All of these make for one heck of an emotional eating binge on the evening horizon. Maybe if I just go to bed it will all go away.
A moody teen-oh how those middle school teen self-confidence and-I-don't-fit-in blips are so painful
Moody students at school
A smelly dishwasher that I just can't convince hubby to kick to the curb
All of these make for one heck of an emotional eating binge on the evening horizon. Maybe if I just go to bed it will all go away.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
To Terry
Terry Lee Walker. My dad. I don't talk about him much, he is after all just my dad. He wasn't a war hero by any means and doesn't talk about his time in Vietman much at all. The only two things he has ever mentioned that I remember were these two things. He was a door gunner in a helicopter and was very thankful. He said if he had been on the ground seeing what he was actually killing it would have been the end of him. The second was, he doesn't remember leaving Vietnam because of umm, you know a little bit of help from various medicinal herbs and plants if you get my meaning. That's my dad honest to a fault.
I think he spent a very short amount of time there compared to most, just one year. But I am sure it holds a lifetime of memories. So when I had a chance to see the Vietnam Memorial, the Wall, it was on the must do list.
It came up last on the list but not least. As I first walked up I had expected bigger (AND I was running through in my head how much time I had before we had to make a last chance dash for the airport) so maybe the impact wasn't quite there yet. As I walked by names, and more names. and then tokens left by families and friends, and then finally a women in a wheelchair with family around her holding her as she cried. Then a little girl much to young to have know someone, reading and touching names carefully. I so wanted to capture it in a picture that did it justice. Honestly I don't think one can. I wanted to look, and read every name. Wondering if my dad would remember any. Then you come to a book, a book with every name...it is astounding. Knowing the names of most were young men, someone's son or brother. I could have stayed and sat all day watching people as they paid their respect. As I said, one thing off my bucket list is crossed off.
Do you see me in the reflection, didn't even notice that til later, here is to you dad.
I think he spent a very short amount of time there compared to most, just one year. But I am sure it holds a lifetime of memories. So when I had a chance to see the Vietnam Memorial, the Wall, it was on the must do list.
It came up last on the list but not least. As I first walked up I had expected bigger (AND I was running through in my head how much time I had before we had to make a last chance dash for the airport) so maybe the impact wasn't quite there yet. As I walked by names, and more names. and then tokens left by families and friends, and then finally a women in a wheelchair with family around her holding her as she cried. Then a little girl much to young to have know someone, reading and touching names carefully. I so wanted to capture it in a picture that did it justice. Honestly I don't think one can. I wanted to look, and read every name. Wondering if my dad would remember any. Then you come to a book, a book with every name...it is astounding. Knowing the names of most were young men, someone's son or brother. I could have stayed and sat all day watching people as they paid their respect. As I said, one thing off my bucket list is crossed off.
Back home again
Wow, back home again from the big trip to the big city of DC. It is hard to believe I was gone since now I am surrounded with laundry and making dinner, but the memories will stick with me because after all there are great memores. When else will I get a chance to to Virginia, West Virginia, and Maryland all in one weekend. Probably never. When will a friend go with me and comb racks of pants to find yoga pants just for me? Probably never. Who will watch me buy four-yes four pairs of shoes and applaud my efforts-can't think of another person. Who will let me cook in HER kitchen and tell me what I made tasted fabulous (when I know her cooking skills far exceed mine).Gracious as always
I will let Karen share the rest, she is always better with words then me...Thanks for the visit friend.
Monday, October 1, 2012
List for karen
Mango Salsa ingredients
Pork with green salsa ingredients
Boots
Purse
Yoga pants
Wine
Think that about covers what I need!
Pork with green salsa ingredients
Boots
Purse
Yoga pants
Wine
Think that about covers what I need!
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