We had two choices for lunch today chicken and fish. The girl behind me in line ask "Is fish a meat?" No sweetheart fish is a vegetable it grows on a vine in a dark place maybe they are flowers....would she like to tip toe through the fishlips with me......
Please people educate your children on where meat comes from and obviously what meat is.
A friend sent a template to me on "Who am I" it went beyond the basics and made you think about where you came from, thought it was great. It will let you know a little more about me.
I am from farm houses, hard work,
and make your own fun,
from Dad’s hot chocolate, mom’s meatloaf,
and Saturday morning cartoons.
I am from the very supportive, my house my rules,
always the place to find peace.
I am from bind weeds, sunflowers and good old dirt,
the sweetness of the fresh cut grass, the harshness of the wild thistle,
the cool creek on the burning summer afternoon.
I am from family dinners that required dessert,
tossing rolls and having holidays before they even arrive,
and gag gifts that provide years of humor.
from Trudes
from Hinkles
from Richard and Mary.
I am from the talkers not the hitters, the lovers not the fighters,
and people that will tell me the truth whether
I want to hear it or not.
from nursery rhymes that made me cry
and dog bites that almost made me die.
I am from yes God does exists, Sunday school is a requirement
baptism a choice, from there is belief in
everyone and you can choose yours.
I’m from small town, in your face, I know your parents, grandparents and
everything you think I don’t know,
fried chicken, mashed potatoes and
homemade pie.
From a mother to young to have me,
The man that worked two jobs to provide,
and the brother that never let my imagination hide.
I am from hope chests,
mementos stored in dresser drawers,
pictures hung to show my growth,
and love that cannot be shaken, broke or destroyed.
OK needing a little reminder today:
Am so in love with these little guys they are boxer puppies that a student of mine has. They breed and sale them and I told him how cute I thought boxers are and how bad I wanted one and so he brought them in to torture me...they are sold.....thank goodness I don't need another dog but am afraid I may not have been able to resist if they had not already been bought by someone else.
This one had played to hard and had to take a little nap!!
I have not been very good at doing this but because I am tired and a little grumpy I thought maybe today would be a good time to remind myself of a few things that I am grateful for.
If you know me at all you know that I am going to school to become a teacher, I so hope that I am this type of teacher...the type to teach a lesson and remember to use a little humor.
A bribe for your professor
A professor was giving a big test one day to his students. He handed out all of the tests and went back to his desk to wait. Once the test was over, the students all handed the tests back in. The professor noticed that one of the students had attached a $100 bill to his test with a note saying "A dollar per point." The next class the professor handed the tests back out. This student got back his test and $56 change.
