Once Again, Testing Approaches And With It The Familiar Fear That We're All Gonna Die

In our End of Instruction Exam prep book, we just read a passage from The Iliad. We just went through it together, I read part of it aloud and another kid did the rest.

When we finished, one kid put down his book and said (really),

"Dang. This is good. Did they make a book out of this?"

Making things interesting...

So this week has been full of stories I could share. And, over the next few days intend to share each one. I could do a short summary of the week, as I've done before, but I feel each story has a little life of it's own that I'm pondering. So, in light of that, I will share the latest school ramblings...

Outside of my classroom I have a KU Jayhawk poster. Yeah, yeah, I know, KU Jayhawks lost last weekend the MU! I have taken flack all week for that. I even owed a student some candy because the Jayhawks lost. I tell ya though, it made last week a bit more fun as the "Border War" was on.

Well, in light of last week's game, I decided to cheer this weekend for OU. Now, let me be real about this, I don't care about football. I know, stop your yammering. But, really, football isn't as exciting as basketball to me. However, in light of last week's loss, I decided I couldn't cheer for MU because they beat KU last weekend. Don't ya love that logic? I use the same logic in the Big Dance too.

So, this week I started chanting "Go OU" to our Fifth Graders. I can't foresee myself becoming a rabid OU fan, I am from Lawrence, so I will always root for the Hawks! But, it started something neat.

Throughout the week it became this little inside joke for us. It probably didn't help that I told the kids if OU lost I'd bring Ice Cream sandwiches on Monday. But, I tell ya, the kids made posters and put them up throughout the halls, and I would occasionally return to my room with a sign on top of my Jayhawk.

Needless to say, by the end of the week, my Jayhawk poster has sustained minor injuries. But, it had created kids to smile, joke, and laugh.

And, that is what really matters.

As for the game tomorrow. Ah, it doesn't matter.

What matters is that kids smiled and joke and laughed this week.

Awesome stuff.


In The Bosom Of Family

Ok, first, I love my mother. Love, love, love her. I do. I loved her before she was my only parent, and I love her more now as I see her navigate her new life alone. Love. My. Mother.

Now, I have a story...

Lately, it seems like my mother is more at home with my aunt and uncle (Dad's only brother) than anywhere else. We visited them over the holiday and one night, in her most at-home-ness, she started telling stories.

Back when we used to take the church kids on field trips, we went to the
Oklahoma State Capitol. One of the kids was fascinated by the portrait of Jim
Thorpe and asked who he was. I told them he was a great Indian---because back
then, we could say Indian!!!!

I hate it when she does this. She knows I hate it. She knows I say Native American, not as much from political correctness as to distinguish them from the Eastern Indian kids in my class. When I explained this, she rolled her eyes and said something horrible about knowing feathers from dots. She continues...

And when I told little church kid that Jim Thorpe won all those Olympic
Medals, he just looked at me with the saucer eyes and said "Wow. Just like
whoosiegirl". Now, what's funny is that whoosiegirl has medals from the Special
Olympics because she's mentally handicapped."

Now, before I finish this story, it's time to say that I also love whoosiegirl. I've tried to teach her to knit and if ever I want a bear hug, whoosiegirl is the one to do it. Her hugs hurt, but they're heartfelt.

But I'm still nursing frustration at her jab at my alleged political correctness, so I swing back.

Back then, we could call them retarded!!!!*

*It bears mentioning that although I might say the d-word, s-word, b-word, and sometimes even the f-word, I say Native American and I don't say retarded.

Because What Would A Holiday Be Without Stories Like This, Part One

Story 1--
My small family (mother, sister, and maternal granny) was gathered around the table about to enjoy our Thanksgiving bounty. We'd all bowed our heads to (as my Granny would say) "turn thanks". Mother was leading...

...and God, thank you for the rest of our family and bless them wherever
they are. Especially Goofboy (my cousin who is serving right now in Afghanistan)
who is so far away...
Granny interrupts--yes--interrupts our sweet hour of prayer
He's home!!!!!

Mom, ever smoove, goes back into prayer,
Thank you, God, for bringing Goofboy home for a while...
Granny again
Yep!!! Home last Thursday for two weeks!!!!

I wish I'd thought about how funny it would be to interject our prayer of Thanksgiving with a few other personal tidbits, but it's probably better that I didn't. Mom finished her prayer quickly and tersely so as not to give Granny another window.



8 Hours of Heaven...well, kind of....

So, yesterday was better than I could've expected. I came to the prayer room for some soaking time, and expected to get some work done. Well, the work never got done. My favorite worship leader, Misty, led from 2-4. That was awesome. Then I messed around a bit on the web, but didn't work really. I was going to start working about 5:30, and I was sitting here and people started flooding in. I couldn't figure it out. Evening services are usually held in another building at 7, and I had already decided not to go to service, because I had too much work to do. Well, apparently God had other ideas for me...

As it turns out, they have moved evening services to the Prayer Room. (I'm in the Prayer Room now.) And services begin at 6pm. Well, I thought, "okay, God, whatever." I hadn't eaten, and was hungry, but at that point leaving wasn't exactly an option. So I stayed. I figured service would be over around 8-ish. Well, I was right.

Who came out at 8? Misty!

I stayed until 10. It felt great to be here. I can't put into words what God is doing in me and through me right now, but suffice to say, this weekend has been a gift.

For those of you who have never been here, and think I'm a bit nutty (which some people do, which is fine, this is me. If others can't handle it, that's their issue, not mine) I want to sort of descrbe this room to you. Some have asked, "Well, is it a dark place where all you do is pray?"

It's not dark. It's a well-lit room with chairs facing the stage. It's a large room, not a tiny room like they started out in. On the stage are about 12 musicians and singers who play and sing to the Lord. Sometimes it's worship songs, and sometimes it's just music, and sometimes it's prayer. To me, worship is the same as prayer and vice versa. So, while I sit here, and I sing and pray all at the same time. But, no, it's not a dark, sad place. There are cameras (small ones) set throughout the room because they are webcast 24 hours a day and God TV broadcasts from here for some of the programming. Yesterday I was asked to move because I was using my computer and they want us on the side seats if you're on a computer. That's okay by me. I can still sit and sing.

I'm currently reading a book about a guy that visited Heaven and came back to life. In the book he describes the heavenly music. What he described sounds similar to the music here. (It makes sense, because what they do here is Scriptural) I now long for heaven in a deeper way than ever before. Don't worry, I'm not suicidal, but I am intrigued. I know what scripture says about Heaven, but there is an element I didn't grasp until I read this book. It excites me.

So, while this may not be Heaven, it's kind of what I picture it to be like.

And that excites me...

That's about it for now. Later!

A true friend...

I met with someone today who loves me very much. No, stop reading into it...not a date. I met with a friend. And, we usually joke and laugh. But, today I was challenged. She spoke truth into my life, and while it was hard to hear, it was a gift. I sit right now in the Prayer Room in KC, and am in a rather reflective mood...go figure. I'm in my favorite room on the planet, and I feel reflective...seriously...

I've been walking in some serious, heavy stuff. Well, serious and heavy to me. Not Cancer, not life or death, so it's not that heavy, but I have been pondering life quite a bit.

I don't care how old you are, I think we're all on this journey to figure out who we are, and how we fit into this big world. I know I've spent a great deal of time lately reflecting on who I am, and who I want to be.

Today I had someone speak into my life as to what she's seeing within me, and what there can be if I reach for it. I felt blessed because she cared enough about me to share her heart like that. I could tell she was hesitant...and by the end of it, I had tears streaming down my cheeks.

Someone spoke life into my life... For that I feel blessed.

I plan on spending the day with the parental unit tomorrow, but will return here Friday and Saturday. Stay tuned for my latest thoughts and ponderings!


Isn't It Cute When Adults Text?

My friend chronicles a cruel text message I sent her this weekend.

It's worth noting that I did, in fact, see Pygmalion on Thursday night (a Broadway production, it's one of eight shows not affected by the strike as their stagehands aren't employed by LocalOne). It was good. Great in parts, but overall good. Claire Danes was good, but not any better than my friend at our University production fifteen years ago. As far as the production goes, Jefferson Mays was outstanding as Higgins. There was great irony to this incredible wordsmith saying volumes with his silence. My favorite performance overall was Jay O. Sanders (who you may recall as the inimitable Ziggy from Rosanne) as Mr Doolittle. His scene in the second act about the perils of middle class values was stunning.

But I digress.

The twin peril to the joy of sending text is that I can also receive them. Halfway through the day on Friday, I got a text on my phone from my teacher neighbor around the corner.

The peed in your ice chest

Isn't he hilarious, this one? Ha ha ha, siiighhh...I love these colorful characters I work with back home!

I threw back a one word message,

...and went off to do something pretentious. Perhaps it was a poetry slam or a discussion on innovative classroom methods or just cruising the exhibit hall for free books. Whatever, when I finished it, I had a return text.
I'm totally serious.

My thumbs flew back with some fury about the incompetence of the sub or guesses at the perpetrator or some such and all was left until I returned today. Today, when the students would fully experience the dark, dark midnight of my wrath.

The urinator had already confessed and is on a temporary sabbatical from English class. His accomplices were nabbed today and the ice chest will be replaced. Once the guilty three were removed, I could finally laugh about the incident and I was thrilled to see that my class echoed both my outrage and my laughter. Jokes about this being the "number one problem" flowed like...well, they flowed.

Sorry, it's not yet that funny.

49 Questions

So everyday, I read Ms. H's "Molding Young Minds" blog. It's fun to think that I'm not the only one in the trenches attempting to mold the minds of the future. Anyway, she posted 50 questions that I found intriguing, so I thought I'd answer them myself. There was a mistake in my cutting and pasting...there are only 49! Enjoy!

1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say? Um, yeah, not possible...I'M NOT DATING ANYONE!
2. Do you trust all of your friends? Yeah, pretty much.
3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love? Yes.
4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? yepper doodle
5. Can you make a dollar in change right now? yep
6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor? Rinard. He's already a lawyer, so I figure he'll be a doctor before he dies too!
7. Are you afraid of falling in love? no.
9. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times? No.
10. Whats your most favorite scar? My leg surgery scars. Kids are intrigued by it!
11. When was the last time you flew in a plane? Years ago when I went to see Ms. H in Texas.
12. What did the last text message you sent say? I miss you.
13. What features do you find most attractive in the preferred sex? In love with God and a heart for worship in song.
14. Fill in the blank. I love: the fact that people trust me with their children everyday.
15. What is a goal you would like to accomplish in the near future? Staying caught up on my IEP paperwork regularly.
16. If you were to wake up from being in a coma for an extended time who would you call? My parents and my brothers.
17. How many kids do you want to have? I've always said, "two", but now that I'm a teacher and see what it takes to raise a kid properly, I'm not so sure...
18. Would you make a good parent? Yes, I think so.
19. Where was your favorite picture taken? Outside my Grandpa's nursing home with my younger brother. It sits on my dresser.
20. Whats your middle name? Lynn
21. Honestly, whats on your mind right now? Whether or not I should be brave enough to wear my jogging pants and KU hoodie to school tomorrow. We're having a border war tomorrow, and I want to go all out!
22. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be? Nothing. I believe everything I've walked through as made me who I am today, in both good and the bad.
23. Who was or will be the maid of honor/ best man in your wedding? Bakerywoman
24. What are you wearing right now? My flanel pants and a T-shirt and socks. I can't stand to be barefooted!
25. Righty or Lefty? Lefty!
26. Best place to eat? Pizza House #6
27. Favorite jeans? Levi's
28. Favorite animal? Miniature Schnauzers
29. Favorite juice? Does cherry Kool-Aid count?
30. Have you had the chicken pox? yep
31. Have you had a sore throat? Um, yeah, who hasn't?
32. Ever had a bar fighT? Um, you've got to be kidding! Someone could push me lightly, and I'd fall! Badoomp!
33. Who knows you the best? It’s a tossup. Bakerywoman and Laura.
34. Shoe size? 7.5
35. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses? Glasses.
36. Ever been in a fight with your pet? Um, no.
37. Been to Mexico? Nope, I'm a home person!
38. Did you buy something today? Pepsi and a dog toy for Sophie. I tried to find ones for Rudy and Roxie, since I'll see them this week, but there wasn't anything I thought they would like!
39. Did you get sick today? Does a runny nose count?
40. Do you miss someone today? yeah
41. Did you get in a fight with someone today? nope, I love "no drama" days! I like drama, just not in real life!
42. When is the last time you had a massage? Facial massage at women's retreat 2 years ago!
43. Last person to lay in your bed? Me!
44. Last person to see you cry? Karen, my adopted Spitual Mom.
45. Who made you cry? Noone in particular, just overwhelmed at school.
46. What was the last TV show you watched? House
47. What are your plans for the weekend? IHOP-KC and the parental unit's house!
48. Who do you think will repost this? I don't care, I've just had fun with this!
49. Who was the last person you hung out with? Bakerywoman
50. If your significant other asked you to marry them TODAY what would you say? Yeah, um, not gonna happen today, so don't worry about it! :-)

Random Ramblings

Wow, so where did the weekend go? Wow. I should be headed to sleep. But, before I do, I wanted to post some random thoughts. It's been a good weekend, it's just gone by super fast. What did I do all weekend? I worked on stuff for the SmartBoard! Now that I've learned new stuff, I want to implement it NOW with the kids. I'll be anxious to see how it goes tomorrow.

Yesterday morning I went to a Bible Study for church. We meet once a month, and while I was the youngest one there (literally...I was the only one without Grandkids! Well, I don't have kids either, but that's beside the point.) It was really good. I was glad I went.

Today church was really good. I find myself thanking God every Sunday that He put me where I am. Tonight we had our Holiday Dinner, which was fun too. I look around at my church family, and just feel blessed. I'm loved very well there....

Finally, I've been pondering something, and well, it's odd to share, but I am going to anyway. Last month we had Women's Retreat, and I played bongos for the first time in about 2.5 years. I was asked to play, so it wasn't like I asked them if I could play. Actually, I quit 2.5 years ago, and felt that God asked me to lay it down. I was okay with that. And, I didn't really miss it. I was nervous going into the retreat weekend, since I hadn't played in so long. I didn't think I had missed it...Until...Women's Retreat. It's odd to think I'm a female drummer, but I am. Somewhere deep inside of me there's a new longing to play again. I mean, Women's Retreat was such an incredible experience with God. Only thing is, I don't know if that was just for that weekend, or if I'm to pick it up again. Anyway, it's something I'm praying about...we shall see what happens. I have the opportunity to play on Monday Nights at the local House of Prayer. I'll keep ya posted!

Well, I should crash. At least it's a two day week!

Yippee Skippee!

More highs than lows...

Well, another week has gone by, and it has been what I would call a roller coaster of a week. It had some very high highs, and some really low lows. So, I've decided to share a little bit of both tonight before I move to the couch and watch "Don't forget the Lyrics". (I've decided I need a few new hobbies, by the way, because TV isn't a life.)

High: I spoke Monday morning to a College Class full of Future Educators. I shared my life story and my experiences in teaching. It was really fun. I made them laugh a lot, which is neat. I only had one student fighting sleep (I've never had one do that to me before!), so I guess that's a good thing. At the end, one student came up to me and handed me a sappy "You bless me" note. Yep, highlight #1 of the week!

Low: For a few days prior to Monday (sad to say, I can't remember the exact day) a girl had gone missing in a town not far from here. I had been praying off and on for her. Her name was Rowan. Her family had been on the news, pleading for someone to return her. On Monday, she was found...dead. Not only was she found dead, but it has been reported that the Stepdad was one of the two men responsible. Everyone at work took it hard. We had all discussed the case repeatedly, and prayed for her. I could share with you the graphic details of the girls death, but suffice to say, it led to some very tough discussions this week in my classroom. I just keep thinking of this kid who probably pleaded with God in her last moments of life for her to be saved...and she was...just not the way we all wanted her to be saved. I never knew the kid, but, the homelife reminded me so much of my student's lives...it's been in the back of my mind all week. Yeah, low #1 of the week.

High: TLA day for me! I learned some really cool stuff I can use in my classroom with a SmartBoard. I have taken ownership of the SmartBoard out of the Computer Lab and have taken it as my own. :-) The past two days have been really fun with the SmartBoard. I can see my students going to new places with this stuff!

High: My Best Friend and I got caught up on Tuesday night as we watched House. I don't take that stuff for granted at all anymore.

High and Low all at once: I got another new student this week. I like the kid. In fact, I love the kid. Only low point is, it puts me at 25 kids I'm servicing... Yikes!

High: Going to homegroup and having my friends and I be "real" with each other. In a few areas of my life, I am wrestling with God, and it was nice to be able to share my heart with safe friends. I'm a blessed gal. We didn't solve the problems of the world, but I was reminded of how blessed I am.

High: My Best Friend inquired as to why I was so quiet lately and I was real with her and told her. Seems odd that I should note that as a high, but I do. We've had some real challenges in the course of our friendship, and to have her notice I was down amazed me.

High: Seeing Guys and Dolls play with Best Friend last night. I realize she went primarily because I was so open with her the night before and she could tell I just needed someone to be by me for an evening. The play was really good. I had fun.

High and Low: We met this morning on one of my students. I don't typically have parents who get upset in meetings, but today was the exception. We met on this kid, Jay, who I just adore. He came to me from another school in our district with only a Math and Oral Expression label. This kid can't write a sentence to save his soul. He's come a long way since August, but he is WAY below grade level. So, we had met with Jay's Mom once to get permission to re-do his testing. Not a problem. She liked us, we liked her, and everything was good to go. She shared at that meeting that she had had a bad experience at the other school, etc. I dismissed it, and we moved on. This led to today's meeting.

We had to go over the testing. I had prayed that this kid would qualify for more help. And, honestly, my motivation was to qualify him for our alternative state assessment. Yes, in my little corner of the world, state assessment is everything. Mr. P. only cares about scores. (I'm not overexaggerating...it's a sick, sick world.)

So, the meeting started, and I was sent to get a member of the team. I was missing Mr. C., the regular classroom teacher, so I said I would go. Right before I had left, I heard a couple of our team members discussing that maybe an interpretter was needed, as Jay's Mom is from another country, and her English is incredibly choppy. They wanted to make sure she would understand everything.

When I entered the room with Mr. C., the team leader was clearly trying to smooth things over. Yep, you guessed it, while I was out, an interpretter had been offered and Jay's Mom was OFFENDED. It was a misunderstanding in so many ways. By law, our team leader had to offer the interpretter because of the ESL family background. The flip of it, Mom stated that in her culture that is an offense. There were so many things that I wanted to say. And, in fact, our team leader apologized and we tried to move forward, but Jay's Mom was offended and didn't want to look at our team leader. Team leader left in tears, and we tried to smooth things out. It took time, but we did it. I pleaded with the Mom that my hands were tied in what I could do for her son because of the law, and if we didn't go over the papers then I couldn't do anymore for her son.

She stayed.

The high of it all: Jay now qualifies in all academic areas! And, qualifies for alternative testing. Whew! Definate high!

High: One of my fifth graders has mastered a math concept. Ashton came to me last Spring and couldn't add 2+5 with her fingers. She processes things differently than we do. So, I have taken the past month and taught her whole group touchpoint addition. And, then we played "Addition Bingo" and she can do touchpoints without the worksheet and figure it out! :-) Yes! It is rare I get that kind of result, but I did! :-) HIGH POINT OF THE WEEK!

High: Only 2 days of school next week!

High: I get to go to IHOP next week!

Low: I miss Laura. She won't be back until late this month. I miss laughing with her.

Well, I guess that's about it. I'm moving to the couch. I'm missing my show.

Thanks for reading! Later!

If You Could Read My Mind, Love

Today, the familiar urgency to blog struck me. It's been too long since the feeling hit, so here's a bunch of stuff...

Third Hour Celebutante

ParisBritanyLindsay was checked out by a parent at the beginning of class. Toward the end, she returned with the announcement, "I totally just took a bubble bath at home!". When I questioned her, she explained that since she forgot her lunch money, she was checked out (after lunch, during class) to go home and eat.

And take a bubble bath.

If I am ever called to testify before the Legislature about accountability, I shall tell this tale.

Lawd Have MRSA!

Normally when I am on hall duty and catch students amorously embraced in the throes of passion, I just yell, "Ewwww!!".

Today, with a nod to current events, I shouted, "Aaah! Staph!!! You'll get staph and die from that much contact!!!"

When the young lady (a kid I knew only from the hall) in question untangled and composed herself, she asked me seriously, "Do you think if I asked the counselor, she'd put me in your English class? I really want you for English."

For A Serious Moment

For a limited time, you have the chance to give a great gift. The XO low cost laptop is finally available (I remember hearing about it as early as 2003). If you purchase one before November 26th, you get the laptop and another is given in your name to a child in a developing country. You also get free hotspot access for a year and can deduct part of the cost on your taxes. Quite a deal.

...And Lastly...

If I spend my Spring Break doing this, will you petition to get it on television?

In The Interest Of My Own Health...

"If you don't blog this sign, you're dead to me. Ok, maybe not dead to me, but you're very very sick."

For the record, the arrow was pointing into a liquor store.

The hunt continues...

Well, another day was spent shopping. Well, part of it anyway. It was beautiful here, so it was a good day to get out and shop. However, my search for the perfect Birthday Gift continues. Sometimes I wish I was a bit more relaxed about stuff like this. I mean, it's not like it's the end of the world if I don't find just the right thing, but I still shop my little heart away. I think half the fun is in the hunt. And I really do believe that once I see it, I will think to myself, "It was worth the hunt!"

We'll see what happens...

I'll keep you posted!



So, tonight I have a headache and should probably be on the couch, but I don't want to get to the couch too early because I will fall asleep. I know, you're thinking, that's a good thing...well, yes, but if I'm asleep now, then I'll be awake at 5am, and I want to sleep a bit later than that...so, I decided to blog snippits of my week. It was a weird one...

On Tuesday I played detective and found out that my new kid isn't really mine, she's our EMR teacher's, so I got to hand her off. She was a sweet kid, but clearly doesn't fit in with my class, so I was glad there was a class that was better suited for her needs.

Wednesday was hectic, but not bad at school. Wednesday night I figured out how much my Homegroup really is about to change. I'm okay with that, it just sort of really sunk in this week. My homegroup leaders are taking a break from responsibilities, so things are going to shift. On one hand, that's cool, as I have come to realize that there are times when God shifts a season to move you to a place that's even better than where you were. And I'm okay with that. On the other hand, it's hard because some of the ladies in the group are REALLY fighting the change. Not fighting, just not wanting change, if that makes sense.

As for me, I'm praying because there's another group I had been going to that I really enjoyed, but I don't want to leave my homegroup high and dry, so I'm still praying. So far, I have simply learned that change isn't bad, we just fight it because it's hard sometimes. It will be interesting to see how it all plays out...

Thursday and today were okay. I had gotten a bit dhydrated, so I have been working my way back to health the past couple days. As I said in a previous post, I'm a wimp, so I'm ready for all this to be over.

Finally, I will share one last observation I made this week. Typically I am in a really good mood. I mean, to the point, I annoyed someone this week due to my chipper attitude. :-) Leave it to me to make someone frustrated because I'm positive. And in that moment, I discovered something PRICELESS. People are watching whether we want them to or not. And, they're not just watching for actions, they're watching for REACTIONS. That makes me want to be the best person (real and transparent) that I can be...

The Perfect Gift...

Okay, so the Shopping Season is underway! Okay, so it seems odd to be saying that, as that it's November 5, but, I have decided that this year I am not waiting until my December paycheck to get all my shopping done. This year I'm dividing it over several paychecks so that it won't hurt so much. And well, I'm on a hunt...

Not for a Christmas gift, mind you, but a Birthday Gift. Someone close to me is about to have a Birthday, and I've already spent about 8 hours trying to find just the right gift. And, unfortunately, I haven't found it yet.

But, I am not a quitter! I keep saying to myself, "I'll know it when I see it!"

I will find it!

I just hope Christmas Shopping isn't this tough!


Well, back to shopping...


Because You Never Know Who Lurks Behind A Name Tag...

I've been to more than one teacher conference wondering if some of you edu bloggers are there hiding behind your "real names". Is the person I share notes or an eye roll with someone I've been reading for years?

With that thought, I've wondered if any of you will be at NCTE (if you don't know that stands for National Council of Teachers of English then you probably aren't going) later this month (because I'm totally going!!). I contemplated making myself easy to spot (say, wearing a hot dog suit or something...) so you could approach me and we could share a happy chat. Rethinking that strategy, a hot dog suit is a bit hard to pack so perhaps you should just drop me an email if you'll be at NCTE.

Or bring your hot dog suit, just so I'll know.

Taken for granted...

I have come to many conclusions over the past couple days, and above all, I have come to realize how much I take my good health for granted. I am in good shape 99% of the time, and this week was the 1% I don't!

I woke up about 10:30 Tuesday night sick. And, when I say sick, I'm not saying sniffles. I had the stomach flu. I had felt a bit under the weather before I went to bed, but figured I was just tired and needed to sleep. So, I was asleep about 9:30-ish. About 10:30, I was wide awake.

I'll spare you the details of the LONG night. It was horrible. I haven't felt that sick in about 4 years! And everytime I woke up, one phrase kept coming to me... I CAN'T BE SICK, WE HAVE HALLOWEEN STUFF AT SCHOOL! Not to mention I was presenting to the teachers that afternoon at a workshop! Yeah, the worst possible day for me to be sick, and I was really sick!

I called in to work about 6, called my committee members after that, and went back to bed. And, I'll be the first to admit, I am a wimp! I hate being sick. I hate pain.

So, what did I do?


I got up long enough to take the DVD to work that they needed for the workshop, and went right back to bed! I don't think I've slept that much in a long time.

I took Thursday off too. I was still weak yesterday when I went to work, but I took the day fairly easy. (I say that, I got there and I was notified we were having a field trip! If I'd known that, I would've taken another day off!)

So, today I have taken the day fairly easy. I still feel tired, but I'm not in the restroom every hour, so life is much better.

In the midst of it all, I realized how much of a wimp I am.

And how much I take my good health for granted. I really, really take it for granted. I'm never sick, which is why I'm up to like 45 sick days!

It made me think of the people I know who are in constant pain or illness.

I have stepped up prayer for them though.

As I got up today and thought, "Okay, God, I'm ready to be okay again!"

Then I thought, "I'm so blessed to have that ability."

I'm never taking good health for granted again!