tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63091782011-04-21T20:54:22.186-07:0030 something English Teacher... that's me! (`Tis I!)omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.comBlogger2731100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-33640196812618224252009-01-01T11:02:00.000-08:002009-01-01T11:08:34.741-08:00

0 PiecesMmmmm... Bubble Bread!!!3 Pieces Sooooo Goood! Must have More!!!10 Pieces Oh Help. Must Finish... no sick! It's a Good Thing Bubble Bread only comes once a year!

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Worshipping Mel on the Throne of Atta

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-63598374915899028142008-11-01T07:28:00.000-07:002008-11-01T07:30:25.833-07:00

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So while she was gone, I had a lovely lull in the construction... but the day after she returns? Jackhammers in the street.Today, the racket started at 8:27. How she's still in bed 5 minutes later, I have no idea.I haven't figured out how she sleeps through her alarms either.

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I've discovered yet another time eating web site. And since it's related to I can has cheezeburger, I'm going to say it's Mel's fault. It's called Graph Jam... where people submit graphs... most of them mocking pop culture. Here's my favorite so far: http://www.graphjam.com/

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July 9, 4pm EST – DetroitAnd it's a good thing too, because Mel was getting really grumpy and going on tirades about piddly little islands and their tiny toilets and miniscule showers.I think she was set off by the sight of our hotel room in London. Our room where only one of us could stand up at a time. Mel could literally touch both walls at the narrowest part, and linked together we could

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July 8, 10:23 – currently on train leaving Bath.Yesterday morning, armed with my trusty anti-rain talisman (aka brolly) we set out for Bath Abbey – which I think is much more like a church than a tourist attraction (unlike many of the Cathedrals we've visited in the past.) The Heritage Vaults were interesting and not dumbed down as many of the museums. A school was practicing for their Founder's

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July 6, 8:20 pmWe walk into our hostel room and there are two very hairy guys sleeping in the lower bunks. A little uncomfortable, but we drop off our stuff and take off for the Roman Bath Museum. It starts to rain… this ws the beginning of a pattern we had yet to comprehend. It goes like this. Rain. Enter museum. Rain stops. Exit Museum. Rain pours down so hard the store clerks' eyes pop.

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July 5, 1 pmWell, Clare's officially a married woman and I think Mel and I have left her in very good hands. The wedding was beautiful. My poem went over well. Clare looked absolutely stunning and Reuben looked very dapper in his Bob Scratchit (cravat). It was definitely a good thing that Clare got to test out her mascara during the Hen Night because she cried. We sat at the "cool" table in

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July 2, 3pmMel's off to go soak her feet and look for Leo as he passes her by on his iceberg. Today has been museums and blister plasters.Mel sneezed her way through brekkie so we stopped in at a chemist and purchased some blister protectors and off brand Claratin. We stoppd on the city walls to apply said plasters (Brit Speak for band-aid) and I continued on slightly paranoid at missing the

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July 10, 2008Let's just say I'm feeling my little boom trip and the subsequent Minster Tower steps today. According to Mel, we made five stops today… shall we count them off?Clifford's Tower – its claim to fame (besides being atop a Big Pile of Dirt like Canterbury's Dane John Mound) is that some Christians chased about 150 Jews inside and told them to convert or die. Guess what they chose?

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June 30, 9amFYI, Pancake = Crepe. Must wait to see what Scotch Pancakes are until tomorrow. Brekkie was yummy and we're now shortly off to York Minster. Mel has gone off to the loo. So yesterday we obviously slept in and Reuben drove us to Stevenage Station. Avoiding London = cheaper AND less traffic. We arrived in York 5 minutes after the tourist bureau closed. Yeah! And with a bit of

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-39689693014724470482008-07-10T06:05:00.001-07:002008-07-10T09:52:20.833-07:00

June 29La! We survived our First Official London West End Hen Night. We went to Bar Salsa and there were at least seven other brides there though I felt lucky that Tara didn't arrange bunny ears, pink Stetsons, bobble headbands or pink afro wigs for us to wear like many of the other parties. Clare got a tasteful sash and a blinking plastic tiara.We started off the night when Amanda, Reuben's

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June 28, 7amGot on our flight which was delayed because it was early… a strong tail wind would have put us into London before curfew ended and that would mean a hefty fine for the airline. Clare said teletext had us landing seriously early, so she rushed to sit and wait around for half an hour.Passport control took FOREVER, The queue stretched down the hall and back again. Mel noticed the

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June 26, 6pm There's nothing like a 4 am wake-up call to start the day. Mel looks a little grumpy, but we've got 20 minutes before our boarding time and we're sitting comfortably in some chairs near Gate 6. The past day and a half passed in a blur of City of Hero playing, manicure and pedicure getting, dinner and bow tying. My manicurist was seriously chatty and pronounced us cool. I must say

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June 25, 5pm ish.Rugrats won. Yes, the mom let her daughter kick the back of my seat for most of the flight and I was treated to bouts of Annie, temper tantrums, threats, and Take Me Out to the Ball Game. The woman next to me kept falling asleep and leaning next to me, but the Asian gentleman in the window seat was quite amusing. At the beginning of the flight he demanded a carpet.Flight

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June 24, 2008So I got piped through the security maze and as far as I know, am still in possession of my belongings… that's if my luggage makes it onto the plane. Called Mel. She's excited… she better be. Seriously. Got the airplane stomach and the Starbucks Coffee. Also brought banana, string cheese (2), and an apple. The lady next to me is describing her "big city airport" experiences too

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-11705158534110193402008-04-23T20:37:00.000-07:002008-04-23T20:45:28.625-07:00

So this post is dedicated to the Laskos. Because The Michael said that I had ALMOST earned back my link. And because The Nicole said my pictures weren't dramatic enough. I tried to explain that they weren't BEFORE and AFTER pictures. They were just PROGRESS pictures... so to please The Michael and The Nicole, I have posted again with real DRAMATIC PHOTOS. I went looking for some full length pics

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-63179873163126882802008-04-16T19:55:00.000-07:002008-04-16T19:57:46.763-07:00

So I'm sitting here all by my lonesome at the RC Cafe. Let's just say Script Frenzy people are not as talkative as NaNoWriMo's. Sigh. At least I'm getting a lot of writing done! Woot. Page 60!

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-5757169993069242392008-04-14T16:03:00.000-07:002008-04-14T22:00:21.190-07:00

I gots me a brand new passport!It came in the mail on Friday. Strangely, my old one came today... in a separate envelope. Oh, the wonderful nature of the Federal Government.My new one is all teched out. It's all digimacated and everythin'!

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-75828444708260945852008-04-09T20:18:00.000-07:002008-04-09T20:35:26.520-07:00

So for some strange reason, they decided to tear out the pool and reline it so our apartment has been construction zone for the past few weeks. At least now they're in the middle of refilling it with a garden hose. The water has now reached the bottom step. I've been watching it progress for the past two days.On a different note, tonight was also Open House. I decided to buy a new dress for the

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-50878537280552983112008-03-09T17:53:00.000-07:002008-03-09T18:01:08.702-07:00

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-23924820209759854002008-03-05T06:53:00.000-08:002008-03-05T07:05:39.183-08:00

The Ides of March are fast approaching and it's getting bad. The Governator has decided that all schools must cut 20%. Now imagine that you're already on a tight budget... living in a cramped apartment, eating a lot of top ramen and beans for dinner, barely making ends meet. Somebody comes along and proclaims that your salary is going to be cut by 20%. It's kind of like that.To add insult to

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-7298108348992181262008-03-01T16:39:00.001-08:002008-03-01T16:43:50.314-08:00

Okay, so who could resist a picture of Prince Charles wearing a leek. Or maybe just a scallion. Those Welsh and their strange customs. I suppose they can be forgiven, since they are the home of Torchwood and Captain Jack. I bet he'd be able to carry off a whole bundle of veggies. Mmmmm...

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So many of us agreed that 2007 was pretty much crap. So what does it mean for 2008 when I've been out of bed for 10 minutes and I've already bled twice? Once needing band-aids? The first is understandable. I'm in the wintery climate where things like nose bleeds are part of the territory. The second was due to my love of cats. Mel's got this little former lab cat. When I say, little, I mean

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-62422919433069379382007-11-22T13:02:00.000-08:002007-11-22T13:13:21.776-08:00

Definitely a new experience sitting in a parking lot outside Sun Devil Stadium on Thanksgiving with a slight head cold. Praying that cold doesn't get worse as choir concert is on Sunday. Trip so far has very bad travel karma. 7.5 hrs to phoenix, got lost on the way to hotel, and waited another hour as Hotels.com had forgotten to tell Hilton that we were coming. gah. but now well on the road

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-63339226171954158972007-11-16T18:56:00.000-08:002007-11-16T19:05:21.868-08:00

"You're not thinking up new names! You're just stealing them!"This coming from Mel is quite hilarious... but once she said it, I just kinda decided, hey, yeah! Let's run with it!So, just a note... the names I've been using are just names... and have no relation to the actual people. Here's a few:Hensley, the town Betsy lives in, Mel's last name (and the one she commented on)Ryda, former

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So I had a big presentation at work today... and of course I've been pretty stressed out about it for reasons I won't go into here.But I rocked! I think I shocked their socks off. Hey, I've always been an A student, but I'm somehow surprised when people are surprised by my presentation skills. The principal's substitute (who also just so happens to be our WASC consultant) said it was "a

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-13330946343032184802007-11-04T07:53:00.000-08:002007-11-04T08:01:41.363-08:00

So how's life? Well, besides getting two tires slashed, I'm pretty good, especially when I found out the tire slashing was done by random to several cars up and down the street.I'm in full NaNo Mode. Chapters 1-5 are posted on my NaNoBlog if you care to read... (link to right)I survived Homecoming and Halloween - We went to Hollywood on Halloween to a sing-a-long Nightmare Before Christmas at

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-11184606463113970692007-10-03T07:10:00.001-07:002007-10-03T07:11:34.261-07:00

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So I was surfing the Coke Rewards site, and saw they had a new college football section. Ooh, and for 1800 points I could get two free tickets to a USC game. Coolio. Click. Order. Arizona. Oops. Roadtrip!Then Liz says, "I've never been to the Grand Canyon!"So when you ask me what I'm doing for Thanksgiving, the response will be, "Tempe! Grand Canyon! and Vegas Baby!" Holiday Traffic,

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-72644125558561539522007-08-26T06:50:00.000-07:002007-08-26T07:03:06.952-07:00

A call to Liz from my classroom cost me nearly $500. A necessary $500, but still, I get a little sticker shock.You see, I've shrunk out of all my work clothes. Oh Darn. (GUYS MAY WANT TO STOP READING HERE)So we head into Lane Bryant and I start trying on the size that I think I am, and discover, nope, I'm a size smaller. Now I know that Lane Bryant has some serious vanity sizing issues, but

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-43684246824903490862007-07-21T15:25:00.000-07:002007-07-21T15:27:19.131-07:00

So I finished Harry Potter 7, but I can't talk about it yet because Liz isn't finished. Anyway, just thought I'd mark the time, 3:20 pm pst, just so I can say I finished before those people on the East Coast who had three extra hours. lol

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-81757799103772878342007-07-13T06:03:00.000-07:002007-07-13T06:09:28.898-07:00

So it’s my birthday. It’s only seven, but I’m awake. I have a bit of a headache, but the Diet Coke should take care of that. Hey. It’s my birthday. I’m allowed. Yesterday was a long day. It started off pretty well as Clare and I went to find the Ancient Burial Ground and my Really Great Grandfather, William Leete, the first governor of Connecticut. When we reached the cemetery, we split up and

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-17700031745163413972007-07-11T19:10:00.001-07:002007-07-11T19:27:18.681-07:00

We started the morning with the strange weather which seems to be the constant of our trip – overcast and icky looking, while still being 85 degrees. Our first stop in Norwich, VT was the King Arthur Flour Bakery and Store where I finally found two of the more obscure ingredients listed in my new healthy bread cookbook. I also bought a cool silicon baking mat, a set of bread flavor mixes and a

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So I forgot to mention the little girl who couldn’t have been more than four, wandering out of the Ben and Jerry’s factory with her parents and a fruit smoothie nearly as big as she was. “Let Daddy have a turn,” her dad said as they passed. She simply shook her head and planted the straw back in her mouth. Not stupid, that one. I only mention it because the same family group of six (from Ohio

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7-10-07Today was Vermont Sampler Day. If Vermont makes it, we checked it out. Who needs to eat lunch when you can get free samples? Unfortunately most of Vermont has a sweet tooth. Here’s an outline of our adventures.Cider – Cold Hollow Cider Mill – Scale of 1-10, it was a 4. Unfortunately there aren’t any apples to make into cider or other good things, so I tried some apple butter, perused

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-17180568249448930592007-07-07T15:30:00.000-07:002007-07-10T15:32:40.029-07:00

7-7-7Ah, the wonders of technology. I brought my new laptop so hopefully blogging will be a bit on the faster side than in the past. Though we opted not to pay the extra $10 for tonight’s internet, so you should be able to read this a few days later… but at least I’ll be able to copy and paste.We started off at 7:00 (7777) completely by accident… well, mainly because Hrothgar, Mel’s cat, seems

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-37004769458813753002007-07-06T06:16:00.000-07:002007-07-06T07:17:46.271-07:00

So this was all started when Clare and I were planning our trip through New England. I decided I wanted to visit my relations buried in the Hartford Ancient Burial Ground. Then Melissa got the bright idea to take a short day trip to Doylestown, PA where another of my reputed relatives (by adoption) lived. Off we went to the James A. Michener Art Museum to see if we could find the direct link

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Script Frenzy is now past the 20,000 finish line.Which is slightly amazing, considering I've been moving Mel all day. I almost didn't think I'd get it done. Blug, blugh, bleh.I'm tired now. Bed time.

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-86973749048869274652007-05-28T21:59:00.001-07:002007-05-28T22:25:49.724-07:00

Tricia's secret of taking photo yourself: Put the camera up high.The Uncle's Bar and the rather large key lime cheesecake margarita things that really weren't that good, but I was so far on the right side of happy that I drank the whole thing.So at first glance this is a picture of Tricia with her tongue sticking out... but if you look closer, it's actually a picture of Tricia and Michael...

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-85736255621530616852007-05-28T21:35:00.000-07:002007-05-28T21:58:34.685-07:00

So aren't they cute? I made two different versions of this picture, which I really think is a rather interesting commentary on our family. This is the first.And this is the second.

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-36918638492399687012007-05-18T15:23:00.000-07:002007-05-18T15:25:26.704-07:00

Okay, it’s that time again! Name! That! Thingy!I’m one of the worst people for naming things. If I had my way, every girl would be Kate and guys Alex* but I want to branch out. I’ve already done the “name them after your distant relatives” and the “Name them after Shakespearean Characters”. I need something new for ScriptFrenzy.So here’s a quiz for you to take: Winning names will receive

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-52598914028428931412007-05-12T09:34:00.000-07:002007-05-12T09:35:58.801-07:00

How evil are you?

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-807016316929759112007-05-01T06:56:00.000-07:002007-05-01T07:02:49.976-07:00

Okay, so I've finally heard from the Clare. Was getting a little worried that she was being sucked down some dark hole and not given enough light.Nope. She's just getting married!Not that I think that's the reason for the incommunicado. That I will blame entirely on the technology. Right Clare?Anyway, I just hope she picks a better wedding date than my cousin Stacy... Cinco De Mayo. Other

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-74176564098409551902007-04-19T06:43:00.000-07:002007-04-19T06:47:47.682-07:00

Open House last night.I set a new cool record:Two parents showed up.

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Dude, one more thing... I'm making up for lost time today! So all of you May B-days out there... and there are too many of them... well three... anyway.What do you want for your birthdays?

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-53880497386310449192007-04-14T09:54:00.000-07:002007-04-14T10:01:50.074-07:00

So I've been thinking about the summer. Yeah, I know. We've got 8 weeks of school left yet, but I'm so ready to think about the 8 weeks I don't have anything to do. ;)The bad news: Mel wants an edumacation. How dare she want better prospects and job opportunities. If they ever find her application. So Mel wants to save her pennies... plus Dismalworld put a dent in both our pockets this

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-80456538997462280292007-04-14T09:36:00.000-07:002007-04-14T09:54:25.715-07:00

Okay, so now that NaNo is branching out to June's Scriptfrenzy, (I guess NaScreeWriMo just doesn't have the same ring to it) I've been thinking about what I might do for a new movie. We won't mention that I haven't finished my dragon movie yet... or my half a young adult book... but I want to start fresh.So any preferences?1. (Sci-Fi) A movie take on Space May Bee. A girl wakes up on a

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I've been watching out my classroom window as the dark storm clouds havesnuck across the sky, steadily getting darker as they came south. I'mfeeling a bit poetic at the moment, and I really wonder how with all thestress in my life, I have abnormally low blood pressure. I've also got low cholesterol... with my good cholesterol being strangly too low. I could try and follow Mel's advice, but I

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First of all, I think it should be a crime for tree trimmers to cut down trees right outside a teacher's window at 7:00 am on a school holiday. Argh!At least I was up early enough to be number 34 in line for blood drawing this morning. Oh, goody. Note to self, when going to give blood, remember they will also require you to pee in a cup, so don't go to the bathroom right before you leave the

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1167353708089197342006-12-28T16:48:00.000-08:002006-12-28T16:55:08.103-08:00

So we're at Natalie's making a banner for Jule. Apparently she sticks it up on the wall at work and brags for a while. Personally, I think bragging after running a marathon and a half is acceptable, but then I don't work with her. hehehe. Anyway, Nat has a very cute new black lab puppy who is very well behaved named Starbuck... after the fighter pilot, not the coffee. Not to mention her very

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1159835515505064372006-10-02T17:25:00.000-07:002006-10-02T17:31:55.520-07:00

So I'm probably one of the very few who get excited about October 1. Not my birthday, or anniversary, or any such nonsense.I love it because it marks one month before National Novel Writing Month. It's the day they open the forums, and update the website. And suddenly I will have a huge bunch of people to procrastinate with on my lunch hour.And a month to come up with an idea. So far it's The

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1156430030637302002006-08-24T07:20:00.000-07:002006-08-24T07:33:50.840-07:00

Got my CSET test results back, and found that my $77x3 was not wasted. I passed all three history subtests. Suprisingly, I did the worst on the US Geography section, and the best on Civics, Econ, and CA History. As for the last of the three, I must say that being a CA Flag Bearer for a year (Rainbow stuff) probably helped.The bad news is you almost need a PhD to figure out how to read the state

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1155913396430495262006-08-18T07:58:00.000-07:002006-08-18T08:03:16.430-07:00

When getting ambitious and making your own frosting from scratch, do not use baking chocolate that has sat in a box next to the cumin for a year. While cumin goes wonderfully with some things (potatoes for example) Chocolate Cream Cheese Cumin Frosting is not particularly tasty.

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1155484186682516912006-08-13T08:32:00.000-07:002006-08-13T08:55:07.133-07:00

So last night, Liz and I went to Arcadia, which feels like it's in the middle of nowhere, but Liz assured me was actually next door to Pasadena. That's where the LA arboretum is located, and although the only thing we saw of the place was the concert lawn, it looks like a place we might want to go back to.After we hiked in to the park, Liz was in her "annoyed" mode, as she couldn't locate any

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1155350910534917532006-08-11T19:44:00.000-07:002006-08-11T19:48:30.556-07:00

I think I just got a promotion.Wow.Still reeling.Of course I only got it, because no one else wants the job, but hey, it makes me feel appreciated!I get to be in charge of something, not just a lolely prawn on the food chain.

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It's depressing. I need to set my alarm for EARLY tomorrow so I can be in North Long Beach at 8:00. 8:00! Argh. You know what that means... it means that my lazy days of getting up at 9 and hanging out are over. Summer has slipped by and August is well into its cycle. So what have I been doing? Slacking off. Hey, I work really hard during most of the year. And I seriously needed a break

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1151369509934673902006-06-26T17:18:00.000-07:002006-06-26T17:51:50.006-07:00

I feel quite accomplished today. Of course I did nothing last week, but that's what deadlines are for!So far I've:Checked in online for tomorrow's flight at 6:02 am.Played an hour of RunescapeBought a Heavy Duty Hole Punch at StaplesBought 2 new shirts and 5 new pairs of unmentionables at The Avenue (I love when the underwear's on sale!)Went to the Vet for Ed Food.Went to the post office.Found a

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1150588849322918212006-06-17T16:54:00.000-07:002006-06-17T17:00:49.336-07:00

Got a few minutes to pop in an entry before heading off to a Kenny Chesney concert courtesy of Liz's work. I love free tickets. And I've never been to a country concert before! (How on earth have I managed that?)I survived the last day of school and the teacher luncheon. I ended up sitting at the Math teacher table (accidently). I saw Diana, the sheltered Math teacher and sat down to chat

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1150472060288386572006-06-16T08:25:00.000-07:002006-06-16T08:34:20.306-07:00

So I had this dream last night. I was on some sort of tour in a minibus, and at one point, I stopped in a hotel and just chopped my hair off. Like really scraggly like. Someone, not sure who, made a suggestion that I go get it fixed at a hair dresser. We get back on the bus, and Wham! we're driving by Canterbury, and I suddenly remember that Jennifer, my hairdresser and long time family

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1150332365985938562006-06-14T17:32:00.000-07:002006-06-14T17:46:06.000-07:00

So I've had two songs running through my head all day long: "One Day More" from Les Miserables and "3 Lions" by the Lightning Seeds (it's a British footie song... and the only reason why I know the title of the World Cup Trophy).I've also learned a few lessons.1. When teaching ELD kids during the World Cup, one must have a computer tuned into SportsIllustrated.com score updates at all times.

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So I'm back from my Spring Vacation and about halfway through my free lazy day off before school begins.I'm also glad that I checked my email, because I've just learned that most of my ELD 1 students are going to be taking a test tomorrow... and that means I get the afternoon off! Whoo hoo! Not really. I'll just let the leftovers (mostly the Cambodian kids and the Seniors) play some games that

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1143424693427951562006-03-26T17:32:00.000-08:002006-03-26T17:58:13.490-08:00

So I thought I was obliged to announce that Tricia is my new favorite sister. Yeah, so I'm a little late with the news, but I've been busy.A few days before St. Patrick's Day, I thought to myself, "Self, if you're going to go out drinking on St. Pat's, who's the most likely person to be having a good time that day as well. I bet that's your sister."So after a bit of delay, I called her up and

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1142183084957019882006-03-12T08:52:00.000-08:002006-03-12T09:04:44.970-08:00

Hold on to your hats and glasses folks!Well, since Clare is coming out in April, and Andy has been unlaid off (at least until June), that means that we might all three be able to swing a vaca together during Spring Break, instead of during the summer when it's A. Hot and B. Crowded.So here are some of the plans I'm thinking about for the road trip (because we've so "done" LA):Hearst Castle - Not

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Four ThingsFour jobs I've had:1. Round Table Pizza2. Pick Your Part Auto Wrecking, DMV Department3. Telemarketer - A.K.A. Two Days of Hell4. Camp CounselorFour movies I can watch over and over:1. Indianna Jones (All three)2. Star Wars (First 3)3. Goonies4. Miss CongenialityFour places I've lived:1. Oklahoma City, Oklahoma2. Geilenkirchen, West Germany3. Fairborn, Ohio4. South Central Los Angeles,

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Once again, it has been over a month since last I've posted... so maybe I'll do like three posts and catch up. I'm not the only one who hasn't posted in a while, so maybe I don't feel that bad. Except I've managed to smash my pinkie a few minutes ago and every time I hit the right shift key I go ouch! Unfortunately I seem to use the right shift key a lot. Especially since I need it to type

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1139014530178221082006-02-03T16:31:00.000-08:002006-02-03T16:55:30.230-08:00

So I've been trying to post a bit more regular like. At least more often.Today I watched one of the Level 2 students and one of my former Level 1 students (now in Level 3) have a very interesting conversation. They were mocking white girls.A: I am not Mexican. I am white. I don't speak Spanish.E: You? No I am white. Mexicans are stupid. They are burros. Burritos. You know ... Donkeys.A:

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1138861713706167702006-02-01T22:16:00.000-08:002006-02-01T22:30:44.456-08:00

Okay, so last night I had a weird dream. I was on the London Eye... you know, the big ferris wheel... and it fell over (something to do with terrorists, I believe). I remember seeing the ground come rushing up, and thinking oh F**K! Then suddenly I was in the Thames and swimming for it. I managed to rescue myself, but I think there were several other casualities. I think at one point, I was

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1138149198113360332006-01-24T16:31:00.000-08:002006-01-24T16:44:32.573-08:00

So I have 4 days in a row where I get out at noon. Unfortunately, I have 6 sets of finals to grade... and only two are scantron. Right now I envy the math teachers.Sigh.So I finally started the Intermediate Screenwriting Class at UCI. I'm the only one who didn't take intro with the prof. I feel a bit out of place, but the vibe I'm getting is so much better than the prof I took Intermediate

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1136175567132170252006-01-01T20:10:00.000-08:002006-01-01T20:19:27.143-08:00

Well... It's now the big 2006. Spent an exciting New Year's Eve at home with Liz watching a marathon session of Roswell, Season II. At nine we headed out to the bookstore, only to find it closed, so we headed over to Mimi's for Spinach Artichoke Dip and Banana Foster Mud Pie. At 10, we headed back to Marina Pacifica and watched Narnia, which I thought was pretty good and faithful to the book

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1135707585687254822005-12-27T10:13:00.000-08:002005-12-27T10:19:45.686-08:00

A book of poems by Billy Collins... one of my favorites.Stroking Your Muse... I think that's the title... but it's a hilarious book on writing.LOTR trilogy in serious hardback book form.Cute cat pillowcases from my Aunt KarenJC Penny's gift certificate from GrandmaSewing stuff from Mom... lots of it. scissors, feet, machine oil, thread, organizers, spools, pins, etc. So I asked my mom, "Does

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1135707183118917932005-12-27T09:11:00.000-08:002005-12-27T10:13:03.156-08:00

We went directly over to the parcel of angry people arguing with the people behind the counter. They said that they had created another flight for tomorrow at 11am that we'd all be on. Because the airport was fogged in, we recieved nothing from the airline. They don't give hotels, meals or drink coupons for acts of God.Tricia went to luggage claim to get her suitcase while Nikki and I stood in

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1135702845852879432005-12-27T08:47:00.000-08:002005-12-27T09:00:45.863-08:00

So let me describe the original Christmas plan: Liz drives Nikki, Tricia, and Jenny to the airport on Friday evening. We get on Horizon's flight to Redding that leaves at 8:55 pm and arrive in Redding at 10:50 pm, get picked up by my cousin Stacy and driven the 45 minutes to Gerber. That was the plan, anyway.The Liz to the airport part went extremely well. We even had enough time to stop at

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1135124897867432112005-12-20T16:27:00.000-08:002005-12-20T16:28:17.880-08:00

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Let me tell you how happy I was that the USC/UCLA game was so one sided... I didn't feel cheated having to leave at halftime to make call time for my choir concert. We arrived at USC at 7:30 and by 8 the parking structure was closed. (The game started at 1:30 pm.) We were later than some, who at 7:30 were already completely plastered. We made up the time, however with beer, mimosas and this

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1133715582919567152005-12-04T08:51:00.000-08:002005-12-04T08:59:42.930-08:00

The last time I drove up to Barbara's Brewery, which is "on the other side of downtown" near "General Hospital" (County USC), it took me 2 hours, so this time, with rain expected, I allowed myself two hours and got there in 45 minutes. The good news is that I got there at the same time as the other Municipal Liason, Elizabeth. We laid out the prizes, (Big Lots Baby) and I ordered a hamburger

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1133715077209044822005-12-04T08:35:00.000-08:002005-12-04T08:51:20.056-08:00

So I've had a Mega Packed 72 hours and plan to do completely NOTHING today to make up for it.It all started when during the last class of the day, my ELD 1 class, an announcement came over that we had a lock down drill. My students dutifully closed the windows and blinds and I locked the door. I had to keep them from peeking out the slats in the blinds at the army of police and fire that were

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1133407866704337932005-11-30T19:27:00.000-08:002005-11-30T19:31:06.720-08:00

Okay, so it's only the last day of NaNoWriMo, but I know I'm going to be sad. I'm always sad after nano. It's like saying goodbye to a friend who only comes to visit once a year. Sigh.To cheer myself up, I thought I'd post my favorite Andy Poem, from 2002 (ooh, preBlogspot)A Dragon Poem by Andy Cohen (a.k.a. the spouse of Liarbyrd) If dragons wrote modernist poetry: Burnt down your castle,Ate

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1133056685500367982005-11-26T17:47:00.000-08:002005-11-26T17:58:05.510-08:00

In case you've wondered where I've been, check out my nanoblog... link to right where Liarbyrd and I have been writing a book. I'm pretty much done... she's not.So I survived Thanksgiving with little incident, though Mr. A. (Rainbow Guy) must now think the Mathises are the most materialistic family in the world. We spent most of the afternoon talking about how the rent's stuff was going to be

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1130894371815874722005-11-01T17:15:00.000-08:002005-11-01T17:19:31.826-08:00

Mom is telling anyone who will listen about how horrible her day was.She lost her purse... or thought she left it on the bumper of the car, until she got home and she realized it was on the living room floor.So all while she was having "her boob squished" (her words, not mine) she was worried about the purse. I suppose it took her mind off the mamogram... especially when it was a second one,

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1128223418877046502005-10-01T20:22:00.000-07:002005-10-01T20:23:38.883-07:00

So it's October 1, and Nano is supposed to be officially opened today, but there's nothing there yet. I'm so sad.Sometime in the second week of July, Mel and I went outside of our chateaux and began to plan our new nanonovels. This year I'm doing something different. There will be no more Seven Part 4... which was potentially about Snult finding a hord of dragon eggs.Instead we're writing space

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1127944027901688242005-09-28T14:40:00.000-07:002005-09-28T14:47:07.906-07:00

Just thought I'd let everyone know that it is really hot today. Like 100 degrees hot. Seriously. Yahoo weather said 98, but the Weather Bug program says it's 107... but was 111 about 30 minutes ago. Either way, that's aweful. Back To School Night is tonight. I've got to go find something to eat to get my energy back up. I slept through my alarm this morning, and only woke up when it turned

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1127862765565076712005-09-27T15:57:00.000-07:002005-09-27T16:12:45.570-07:00

This weekend I headed over to the Long Beach Jewish Community Center to "volunteer" myself to help with Mom's quilt show. She was treasurer and so most of my time was spent sitting in a chair trying to pretend that I wasn't guarding the stash of money. I did get a chance to "white glove" which means I donned white cotton gloves and volunteered to turn over the quilt edges to show the back of

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So we go into the computer lab this morning and some of my students say "Miss Mathis, there are ants on this computer." I say "Squish them or move." So they moved. Later I went to take a look. There were a few ants trailing in under the moniter stand, so I move it, thinking maybe a kid stuck a candy wrapper or gum under the stand and that's what the ants were after. Nope. We're talking full

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English GeniusYou scored 100% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 100% Advanced, and 86% Expert! You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go! Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you

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Your Sci-Fi Alter EgoYour LiveJournal Name: Your First Name: Your Lucky Number: Your Sci-Fi Alter Ego is This cool quiz by GrantGould - Taken 16018 Times.

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In case you're not in SoCal, yesterday's weather was truly awesome... as in full of awe... as in thunder all day long. This is not typical weather for California. It was freak of nature kind of weather. Though it did allow me to prove my theory... if Omouse carries an umbrella to school... it will not rain on her. From about 7:00 am to 7:10 am it didn't rain. And then suddenly at 2:30, the

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I suppose I've been out of BlogMode lately, partly because they've blocked blogspot at school, and partly because I've been too busy to write anything. Of course that doesn't excuse my summer lapse. Other than the facts that I have 5 preps again this year, classes are large, and I've been feeling icky, school has been going pretty well. My schedule looks like this:2 classes of Literacy Workshop

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Katharine HepburnYou scored 19 grit, 23 wit, 57 flair, and 14 class! You are the fabulously quirky and independent woman of character. You go your own way, follow your own drummer, take your own lead. You stand head and shoulders next to your partner, but you are perfectly willing and able to stand alone. Others might be more classically beautiful or conventionally woman-like, but you possess a

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1122598959847915412005-07-28T17:59:00.000-07:002005-07-28T18:02:39.853-07:00

You'll have to check my other blog to see what I've been up to this month.

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So don't be expecting any posts here for the next month. I'll be out and about in the United Kingdom. I will be, however, posting my travel journal here. Be happy. World Peace and all that.

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1119897168243400442005-06-27T11:22:00.000-07:002005-06-27T11:32:48.246-07:00

Okay, so my sisters used to joke about mining rights. If they cleaned my room, they got to keep any money they found. I'm not done yet, but here's a total so far.$11.90 in spendable change.$4 in $2 bills$4 in Susan B. Anthony dollars$6.50 in half dollarsThen there's3.42 in Spanish Euros1.05 in Irish Pounds100 Italian Lire.50 German Marks21 Austrian Schillings10 Asian somethingorothers...

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So far I've been spending my summer sleeping in, getting ready to leave and... doo doot, doo doot, doo doot... cleaning my room.Yeah. Anybody who knows me knows how scary that is. So far, some of the things I've found...Yes, that would be a new pair of shoes that I'd forgotten I bought.The cats are suspicious at the least. More later. Gotta go pick up dinner. Chicken Sharwama. Yum!

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I feel strangely unemotional about today. I just finished cleaning up my classroom and everything is packed neatly (well, neat for me). Graduation came and went, and next Monday, I don't have to go back to school. I should feel happy. Ecstatic even.Maybe I've got to the point of a seasoned teacher that realizes the summer will be all too short... especially when I'm spending almost half of it

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So I get out of bed this morning, grab some banana bread and sit down at my computer. Thought maybe I'd get some actually writing done. Then I got interrupted... by Act of God. Doesn't happen very often.I debated about moving over to the doorway, as I could tell it was just a little roller, big enough to catch my attention, but not big enough for any damage. I went online and reported it on

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1118444905995292452005-06-10T15:58:00.001-07:002005-06-10T16:08:26.000-07:00

It's still a little surreal... but I only have to sit through another 2 hours of each one of my classes before I'm free for a whole summer!I'm afraid summer is going to go by waaaay too quickly.What with 26 days in England and all that.I had my last novel writing class last night. I think I finally convinced my prof to read Chris Baty's book. I'm going to miss some of the stories that I've been

omousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09238330673786083894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309178.post-1117078563534926122005-05-25T20:34:00.000-07:002005-05-25T20:36:03.540-07:00

:: how jedi are you? ::And who else were you expecting?

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Some idiot has decided to block my favorite internet sites at school. These include the one you're currently reading, Wilwheaton.net, and Fark.After I spent 90 minutes getting a class web page together on Blogger, they decide to block it. I hate the fact that they always brag about their technology and the wonderfulness of how we're preparing our students with the skills they need. Instead,

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So, never let it be said that the Westminster Chorale doesn't know how to go out with a bang. The bang in this case would be the sound of one of the choir members hitting the floor during our last number. During When You Wish Upon a Star, somebody tugged at my sleeve and I look to my left to find one of the ladies on the ground and two of them trying to wake her up. The show went on for the

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