Saturday, December 6, 2008
Grandma X 3!!!!!!!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Where were you?
I have, therefore, chosen this time and this place to discuss a topic on which ignorance too often abounds and the truth is too rarely perceived — yet it is the most important topic on earth: world peace.What kind of peace do I mean? What kind of peace do we seek? Not a Pax Americana enforced on the world by American weapons of war. Not the peace of the grave or the security of the slave. I am talking about genuine peace, the kind of peace that makes life on earth worth living, the kind that enables men and nations to grow and to hope and to build a better life for their children — not merely peace for Americans but peace for all men and women — not merely peace in our time but peace for all time.
If we cannot end now our differences, at least we can make the world safe for diversity. For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children's future. And we are all mortal.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Our Next President
"And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too."
My 8th grade students were excited about this election. We spent the month prior to election day studying about the election and talking about the candidates and learning about the electoral college and what it would take to win. On election night they had the assignment to watch the coverage and keep track of the states and listen to the speeches. The next day they were excited to have history made in their lifetime and excited to understand that in 4 years they would be voters too and that Barck Obama would probably be running for re-election.
Their excitement is contagious. I have a lot of hope that positive changes can be made in our country. Barack Obama is a family man with strong moral values, an honest man with integrity. I could never say that about our last Democratic president. But Obama has my respect and support as long as he supports the Constitution. This is our system of government, the best in the world. He deserves every chance to do good for our country.
God Bless America, land that I love.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
From Laura's Tag Post
this one! This is a picture of my older brother and two sisters, Butch, Dell and Faye. It looks like it was taken Christmas of 1957, just two months before I was born. My Dad was stationed in France and this picture is in the apartment they lived in. Dell is holding the Dolly. Wait, this can't be 1957, does Faye look like she is 3 years old? Maybe she does...anyway, I have always thought this picture was of Christmas right before I was born. :)
Now, the 8's
8 favorite TV shows - The Amazing Race, Survivor, 2008 World Series of Poker, Friends, Seinfeld, Bill O'Reilly, Glen Beck, Cash Cab
8 things that happened yesterday - I caught a cold, Jake got his driver's license, I had 3 students for lunch detention, kept score at an 8th grade girl's basketball game against Declo that went into overtime, talked to Laura and Carter on Skype, joined the KLIX loyal listener club, emailed Jean
8 things I am looking forward to - getting over this cold so that I can sleep, Thursday when Casey and Cody get here and we babysit Halle, during fun Friday at school we are going to learn the zombie dance from Thriller. Ever since I saw 13 Going on 30, I have wanted to learn that dance., Election Day, just so the suspense will be over, Christmas when Laura, Josh and Carter come home, spring break when we get to go visit in Mississippi, having more grandchildren, retirement
Sunday, October 12, 2008
One of those "get to know you" things
(x ) Gone on a blind date (x ) Skipped school ( x ) Watched someone die ( x ) Been to Canada ( x ) Been to Mexico (X ) Been to Florida ( X ) Been on a plane ( X ) Been lost ( X ) Been on the opposite side of the country ( x ) Been to Washington , DC ( X ) Swam or played in the ocean (x ) Cried yourself to sleep ( X ) Played cops and robber ( x ) Recently colored with crayons ( x) Sang Karaoke ( x ) Paid for a meal with coins only? ( X ) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? (x ) Made prank phone calls ( X ) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose ( X ) Caught a snowflake on your tongue ( X ) Danced in the rain ( x) Written a letter to Santa Claus (x ) Been kissed under the mistletoe ( X ) Watched the sunrise with someone you care about ( X ) Blown bubbles (x ) Gone ice-skating ( x ) Been skinny dipping outdoors
1. Nickname: Railerhouse, Tio, Munge
2. Mother's name? Helen
3. Favorite drink? icy cold coca-cola with a real cherry in it.
4. Body Piercing? Ears
5. Tattoo? No
6. How much do you love your job? a lot
7. Ever been caught 'in the act'? almost
8. Favorite vacation spots? Diana's porch, Mom's swing, Faye's house, Boston
9. Ever been to Africa? only in the movies
10. Ever eaten cookies for dinner? Yes
11. Ever been on TV? YES
12. Ever steal any traffic sign? Yes, I used to have a yield sign in my bedroom
13. Ever been in a car accident? Yes.
14. Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle? 4
15. Favorite salad dressing? 1,000 Island
16. Favorite pie? boston cream
17. Favorite number? 8
18. Favorite Movie? It changes, depending on my mood, but I would have to say the one I like to watch over and over is "While You Were Sleeping"
19. Favorite holiday? Thanksgiving, at least, the Thanksgivings of my past when it was just family, food and watching the Cowboys play football. Before someone who shall remain nameless criticized my cooking, choice of food and pretty much everything about me. Now holidays are only enjoyable when I have just my little family, because I never get to spend holidays with my Mom or my siblings.
20. Favorite dessert? chocolate molten lava cake
21. Favorite food? crab - steamed crabs, crab legs, crab cakes like you get in Maryland.....mmmmm crab (no imitation krab - yuk)
22. Favorite day of the week? Even though I like my job, I am always happy when Friday at 3:05 rolls around.
23. Favorite brand of body wash? Bath and Body Works Sweet Pea, or Lime Verbena
24. Favorite toothpaste? Crest
25. Favorite smell? roses like from Grandma Van Noy's garden and ocean air or rain. I love the way my kids smell when they hug me (except when they stink, right Laura?)
26. What do you do to relax ? get my jammies on, get in the bed, watch TV, surf the net, play pogo, read, Guitar Hero is a good way to get your mind off other things.
27. Brothers & sisters? Butch, Dell Faye, Junior and Diana
28. How do you see yourself in 10 years? retired and grateful
29. Furthest place you will send this message? Mississippi
30. Who will respond first? You only have to answer this one if you are going to email it. I think Laura and Casey responded at about the same time.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
September 11th
Today I talked with my students about the day and showed a video of the events of the day. They were barely 6 years old when it happened and really don't remember a lot about the day. I think it is important to remember. Remember what happened, and how our lives were changed forever. Remember the sacrifice of all people who have died in order to insure our liberty. And remember that freedom often comes at a high price, particularly to those who were directly affected.
In the weeks after 9/11, Americans came together. Flags were flown, songs were sung, memorials were presented, money was collected, and we vowed that terrorism would not prevent us from living our lives with a sense of security and peace. Since those first few months, we have splintered again, and some people even believe that our own government was responsible for those planes going into those buildings. People who think that was dishonor those who died that day, particularly the policemen and firefighters who died doing their duty, and those on flight 93 who realized that unless they took control of that plane, hundreds more people would die.
I hold this day with particular reverence. I personally knew two of the people who were on board flight 77, the plane that went into the Pentagon. This day is a tribute to them and to all who had to sacrifice their lives through the cowardly acts of muslim extremists. This day particularly, I pray for our country. I pray that God will bless our country and countinue to allow us the freedoms and liberties we have heretofore enjoyed.
Land of the free, home of the brave.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Temple Dedication and a New Stake
Then we were at the 9am session for the temple dedication. We got to watch the cornerstone ceremony and participate in the Hosanna shout. It was a very special day.
Then today at church we were told that a new stake was being form, the Twin Falls South Stake, of which our ward will be a part. we will have a stake conference at the new Twin Falls Stake Center on Spetember 14th. Then a new stake center will be built next spring off of Orchard Drive. Until then, we will use the old stake center on Maurice Street as our stake center. It is exciting to see how Twin Falls is growing spiritually.
Friday, August 29, 2008
A'S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Philly and Gettysburg
Gettysburg was full of reenactors because it was the anniversary of the battle. It was really neat to walk down historic downtown and see all of these people in period clothing.
This is the memorial in front of the tomb of the unknown soldier in Washington square. I really liked the quote "Freedom is a light for which many men have died in dark."
And this one is the Graff house, sometimes called the Declaration House. This is where Thomas Jefferson drafted the Declaration of Independence. The houses are so narrow becaused they were taxed on how much frontage they had.
In Philly and Gettysburg I was again impressed with what a blessed country we live in. The liberties and freedoms, first expressed in the Declaration of Independence, then guaranteed by the Constitution, are what made the sacrifice at Gettysburg so important.
"...It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth. "
God bless us and God bless America.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Gumbo - it's whats for dinner
Friday, June 20, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Father's Day
Father's Day is tomorrow and is always a bittersweet day. My father passed away 15 years ago and I miss him. I wish he could be here to know his grandchildren and great grandchildren. He was a funny loving guy and someone you could talk to. He was a retired Air Force veteran. I remember talking to him on the phone when I was at BYU and he asked me how my money was holding out. I told him that my debts were all paid but there wasn't much left over and he said "Not even a quarter to buy a candy bar with?" and we both laughed. A few days later, I got a card from him with a quarter taped in it. He did those kind of little things that could always cheer you up. I could always count on him to stick his finger in my ear when I was pouting to which I would always respond " Da-ad!!" He would never let me sass my mother. He was hardworking and I always knew that he loved me.
Missing you Daddy. Happy Father's Day!
Relections on a particulary difficult school year
We had 130 students and approximately half of them were underachievers and intent on doing anything other than schoolwork while at school. We lectured, we rewarded good behavior, we had parent/teacher conferences, we had parent/teacher/student conferences with the principal thrown into the mix most of the time. We gave detention, we gave fun Fridays, we had after school tutoring, morning tutoring, lunch detention, lunch tutoring...it just didn't seem to matter what we did, we just weren't getting through.
As much as I lectured these kids and got onto them about proper behavior and treating each other with respect, and all the eye rolling and huffs and puffs in response, I thought the school year would never end.
I teach with the best group of teachers you could ever ask for. Each of us has a different teaching style and usually each of us can reach a different group of kids and nuture them and we have some positive experiences along the way. That wasn't happening with these kids and it really wasn't until the last week of school that we finally realized that we had done some good along the way.
One of the positive things that comes from having this kind of year is that you learn so much about truly effective discipline. The other good thing is that you realize that this type of class doesn't come around very often. Thank goodness for that.
Teachers get very little respect in the United States. Constantly on talk radio, public school teachers are bashed, particulary by people like Glenn Beck and Sean Hannity. They dislike all teachers because of the teachers union. They want choice in public education. They have never seen a group of dedicated teachers who truly want the best for the students go through a school year like the one I just went through. And on that subject, I have an opinion I would like to share about choice and the voucher system particularly. If you pass legislation that would give vouchers to parents to take their children to any school, public or private, then you are also going to have to give those vouchers to parents who homeschool their children. I know many families who successfully homeschool their children and who would continue to do so. The problem comes in when parents in the lower socioeconomic bracket discover they can get a lot of money for their children if they educated them at home. That will induce a lot of parents who are ill qualified and undereducated themselves to pull their children out of school in order to boost the family income. What you will end up with is whole generations of people with little or no education. Crime, unemployment, and a welfare state will result.
Public education in the US has its problems, yes, but it still allows a good ecucation for all of its people, even insures it. Those who want to change it need to think the process through very carefully and work all consequences of change before they alter it.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Me, too
1. Where is your cell phone? ....................bookbag
2. Your significant other?......................computer chair
3. Your hair?....................................brown...ish
4. Your mother? ................................. dear
5. Your father?.................................. missed
6. Your favorite thing?.......................... hugs
7. Your dream last night?........................confused
8. Your favorite drink...........................Coca-cola
9. Your dream/goal?..............................eternal family
10. The room you're in?..........................sanctuary
11. Your children?................................brilliant
12. Your fear?................................... car crash
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years........... retired
14. Where were you last night?...................home
15. What you're not?............................. fashionable
16. Muffins...................................... poppyseed
17. One of your wish list items?.................debt free
18. Where you grew up?.......... Bermuda, Tennessee, Houston, Picayune
19. What you read last........Narrative of a Revolutionary War Soldier
20. What are you wearing?........................ lounger
21. Your TV?.....................................50 in plasma
22. Your pets?.........................kitty asleep on the heating pad
23. Your computer? .............................. outdated
24. Your life?........................routine (and I like it like that)
25. Your mood?...................................anxious
26. Missing someone?.............................The Van Noys
27. Your car?....................................minivan
28. Something you're not wearing?................shoes
29. Favorite Store?.............................. amazon.com
30. Your summer?.....................studious, which is my kind of fun
31. Like someone?................................many people
32. Your favorite color?.........................dandelion yellow
33. Last time you laughed...............over dinner (Curt and Jake are funny)
34. Last time you cried?..............well, off and on since Laura left
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Good news
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Spring Break
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Happy Birthday Nate!
I can't figure out how to make these pictures go where I want them to in this blog so it looks kinda goofy. But that is Nate when he was 4 months old. He was such a chunk. And then that is Nate when he was 25 years old and just graduated from POST. He is the best police officer in Twin Falls and I am not just saying that because I am his Mom.
On Turning 50
Monday, February 25, 2008
Uniqueness...hmmmm
I was born in France, which makes me unique among family and friends, but not particularly to the French.
I like raw oysters. The best oysters I have ever eaten was the summer of 06 in Virginia.
I have been in the very top part of Monticello, which most of the public isn't allowed to view.
I went to 6 different colleges before I finally got my bachelors degree....in 3 different states.
That's about all I can think of.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Go Braves!!
5 Memories
One: My father was stationed at Kindley AFB in Bermuda, and I went to school there from 1st grade to 3rd grade. Before I started school, I chatted with my friends about who our teachers would be and we were all excited to go to school like our older siblings. My Mom walked me down to the bus stop, but the bus took a long time to get there, so she went back to check on my little brother and sister. In the meantime, the bus came and I got on, hoping it was the right bus. My mother came back to make sure I got on the bus and when she saw I was gone, she called my Dad and asked him to check and make sure I got to school ok. When I got to school, a lady read my name tag and told me to get in line "over there". So I got in the line she indicated. My friend was in the line next to me and we knew we were supposed to be in the same class. I thought she was in the wrong line and she thought I was in the wrong line. We got to class and did some preliminaries and then the teacher took roll. She asked if there was anyone who's name she didn't call and I raised my hand. As she was trying to figure out where I was supposed to be, my Dad and the base commander (I think) walked in the classroom door. When they hadn't been able to find me in my class they were afraid something awful had happened. I was happy to see my Dad and didn't realize that they had panicked somewhat until Mom told me "the rest of the story" Anyway, that was my first day of school.
Two: This one also has to do with school in Bermuda. My older sister, Faye, was learning how to use quotation marks in school. She was a fourth grader and I was in first grade. I thought quotation marks were really cool, so the next day as we were doing adding and subtracting, I put quotation marks around all of my numbers. I was so happy to be able to use quotation marks! When I got my paper back, graded, there was a big, red F on the paper and all of those quotation marks were circled. The teacher, (whose name was Mrs. Sherman and she must have been old and ready to retire, with no sense of humor left) was disgusted that I had put those on my paper. Well, it was the first F I ever received and I just knew I was going to fail first grade because of that, so I cried for the rest of the day. When I got home and showed the paper to my Mom, she laughed and told me not to use quotation marks anymore and Faye told me I was stupid.
Three: I have a lot of memories from Bermuda. We lived at one time, in a two story yellow house. We occupied only the top story. The bottom story was some kind of storage place. There was a balcony that we could play on. It was a cool house. There was a banana grove across the street, which I was deathly afraid of because my brother told me there were spiders as big as your hand in there. Anyway, when our parents would go out of an evening and leave us kids at home, my older brother and sisters came up with cool games, which I only got to be involved in because I threatened to "tell" if they didn't let me play. We played "Murder in the Dark" and other scary games. Then my brother devised a really fun game. We took a white sock and fashioned it into a kind of ghost effigy thing. We put some twine around its neck. Our house was close to the street and we had a window overlooking the street. My job was to watch for cars that turned down our street and say "Victim!" Then my brother and sister would fling this ghost thing out of the window at hopefully the right time to land in front of the windshield of the driver and scare the pants off of them. Did we think we might be doing something dangerous? NO. We just thought it was fun to scare people. We made a couple of cars swerve and had great fun. We play the game a few times until we threw the ghost out in front of my Dad. He was really mad, we all got spanked and that was the end of the ghost game.
Four: The summer after 7th grade in Houston, Texas was probably one of the funnest. I had a new best friend, Frances Campbell. I still keep in touch with her. One time, we went bike riding round to see who we could see. Frances wanted to take a shortcut, so she took me over to a catwalk that spanned a canal. Well, I am afraid of heights, always have been. The catwalk was only about three feet wide. Frances just rode her bike right across it, turned around and said "Well, come on." I told her no way. She called me a scaredy cat and I agreed. There were other kids there too that we didn't know and they were running back and forth on that catwalk, not at all concerned that if they fell, they would fall about 30 feet.. There was no water in the canal. So, Frances left her bike on the other side, walked back across the catwalk and rode my bike across and I crawled on my hands and knees across. That was really scary. The summer after 7th grade was when we saw the Osmonds in concert there in Houston. Frances and I would talk for hours and hours about all sorts of things.
Five: The summer after 10th grade, I went to Houston to visit Frances. We had moved to Mississippi. Frances and her Mom were going to Mexico to visit relatives and they invited me to come along. My first trip that I can remember to a foreign country. We drove to Monterrey, where her relatives live. They were all so very nice and she had a cute cousin. Frances' Mom decided she wanted to go to Guadalajara. The three of us, plus two of her cousins made the trip. To get from Monterrey to Gudalajara, you have to drive over the mountains. We were beginning to come down the other side of the mountains when the car broke down. This was a road less traveled and there was not much traffic. And this was way before the days of cell phones. A truck came by and he gave us a lift back to the nearest town and we were going to stay the night there, but there were only two motels and they were both full. Frances's Mom had us get on a bus that was heading back toward the car and the bus dropped us back at the car and we stayed the night in the car. It was raining and we could hear rocks falling. When lightening would flash, we could see this huge boulder and we just knew it was going to come tumbling down that mountain and smash us. Well, we made it through the night and when dawn broke, we saw that the huge boulder was actually a big bush, so we felt a bit foolish. A truck came by and I think Frances's Mom rode with him to get a tow truck. We stayed with the car and amused ourselves by clearing the road of all of the rocks that had fallen down during the night. We finally got the car fixed and the mechanic's wife made us something to eat. That was one of the best meals I ever ate.