I looked up some state education rankings. Tennessee ranked 41 (2005-2006) out of 50 possible states, yet their DOE says homeschoolers are unqualified for certain jobs.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Read this and thought I'd share.
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Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
For anyone looking to shed some tears here is a great story. My friend Tammy from NM is a participating photographer...amazing work. While I hope you never need this service, I feel it is important to get the word out. Tammy, and all participating photographers, THANK YOU for providing this amazingly wonderful and heart-wrenching gift.
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
31, nothing witty to add
B is for burger of choice:
If they are made at home, with swiss cheese, green chili, lettuce, ketchup, and onions. From my favorite burger place (red robin, yum) their regular with swiss cheese, sans relish
C is for what kind of car you drive:
Honda Odyssey, but I am a Catholic homeschooling mom, i will graduate to a 15 passenger van some day
D is for your dog's name:
None now but growing up we had a black lab named ebony, when tug and i were new we had a black lab named drake, most recently we had a psycho beagle named archie (we got rid of both drake and archie)
E is for essential item you use everyday:
F is for favorite TV show at the moment:
Hm, technically at the moment i dont have one since we are in summer, but when it is in season The Office for sure
G is for favorite game:
Oh, that's a hard one. to actively play-soccer, to watch-college football, board-trivial pursuit, cards-euchre
H is for Hometown:
El paso, tx
I is for instruments you play:
None now, i played the clarinet from 6th-8th grades, i dabble with the keyboard-i mean piano
J is for favorite juice:
Dont much care for juice but i will believe the false rumor that dr pepper contains prune juice, therefore dr pepper is my favorite juice
K is for whose butt you'd like to kick:
L is for last restaurant you ate at?
Seriously ending this with at?!?
M is for your favorite Muppet:
Im not sure i know any muppet...is that the one with the swedish chef? manamana
N is for Number of Piercing:
Currently 2, in yrs past 5...all in my ears
O is for overnight hospital stays:
4 kiddies so one night for each of them, and another time in 7th grade when i hit a nerve in my head causing me to have a seizure
P is for people you were with today:
Today it's just me and the kids, but this weekend we were with e's family (saturday), and amy's family + 3 more families (sunday)
Q is for what you do with your quiet time:
Knit, sleep, pray for more quiet time (alright, i dont pray)
R is for biggest regret:
Chickening out and going to AtM instead of The Ohio State University
S is for status:
T is for time you woke up today:
U is for what you consider unique:
Myself. alright, not so much. um, a duckbilled platypus
V is for vegetable you love:
Fresh green beans
W is for worst habit:
Waking up in the morning, biting my nails
X is for x-rays you've had:
I dont think ive ever had one
Y is for yummy food you ate today:
Well, i have only eaten one thing today, scrambled eggs with green chili and bacon bits (getting back to the low carb) and i dont know if i would call it yummy
Z is for zodiac sign:
The one, the only, the biggest, baddest in the land...taurus
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Monday, May 26, 2008
The kids have an auntie
that they miss so,
Because that auntie
lives in Chicago.
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Sunday, May 25, 2008
Today we went to our local quasi-Catholic* Church for mass (not where we normally attend).
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Friday, May 23, 2008
I need a little help (again) my friends. For those of you who are homeschoolers (Catholic or not) could you give advice on the following:
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Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tug isn't excited about this one. He thinks it is cute but is bothered by the NKOTB. I am saying the baby is the nkotb, he isn't so sure. What do you think? Worth gifting, or too cheesy?
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My mom, sister, and great aunt have come and gone. Unfortunately, the weight came too but has yet to leave. Why is it that other participants who gain back and say "must be the cake I had every night" or "I didn't work out one bit" only gain a pound yet I gain back much, much more. It isn't fair I tell you. Obviously I take my cheating to higher levels.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Jessica was sweet enough to come to Sugar's First Communion and here is a picture she took. It isn't that great of Sugar but she isn't why I am posting it.
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Sunday, May 18, 2008
Sugar made hers yesterday. Unfortunately my camera was on a funny setting and I didn't know so most of the pictures didn't turn out. Even these are a little funny.Here she is with a wonderful little girl who you wonderful people were wonderful enough to help out.
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Thursday, May 15, 2008
I received an email asking to help out for the Loveliness of Rosaries Fair. In my infinite wisdom I forwarded on the email to other good, prayerful Catholics (Jessica, Amy and Shelly) and considered my part done. Truth is, I am not much of a prayer person. I know, I know, gasp. I was born and raised Catholic but the importance it played in my life was...very little. Truth be told the only 'important' thing was to not become something else. Church attendance only mattered if a sacrament needed to be made and prayer life was non-existent (not trying to rag on you mom, just spittin' the truth). I am trying to end those bad habits but I admit it is a slow process.
This is my rosary. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My rosary is my best friend. It is my life, I must master it as I must master my life.
My rosary, without me, is useless. Without my rosary, I am useless. I must pray my rosary diligently. I must pray harder than my enemy, Satan, who is trying to destroy me. I must pray for his destruction before he destroys me. I WILL...
My rosary and myself know that what counts in this war with Satan is not the number of prayers, the profession of our lips, nor the external symbols we make. We know that it is the holy intention of the heart in prayer that counts. WE WILL PRAY...
My rosary is part of myself, because it is my prayer life. Thus, I will pray for the intercession of the Blessed Virgin Mary continually. I will learn its crucifix, its beads, its promises, and its intentions. I will always keep it with me to pray in times of need, sorrow, and persecution. I will ever guard my rosary so that it becomes part of me. We will become one. WE WILL...
Before the Holy Trinity, we pray. My rosary and myself are the defenders of our Holy Catholic Faith. We are the masters of our demons. WE ARE THE SAVIORS OF MY LIFE.
Amen, until victory is the Lord’s and there is no eternal enemy, but peace!
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
And today is her birthday. I can't believe my lovely little niece Claire is 6. Here are the top 6 things the Fergs love about you:
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Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Calling all regular commenters AND lurkers...I need your help! PLEASE!! Tell me what you think the bottom picture is. I made this but Tug had no clue what it was supposed to be and there is no use making something that people can't tell what it is. I admit, it is a little abstract but I can see it easily. Of course, I know what it is supposed to be. This is on a onesie and is (obviously) for a baby. What I want you to tell me is 1. what the overall picture is and 2. what the 3 little pictures are (I think 2 are easy to tell, the third Tug again had no clue). PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE take a guess, I allow anonymous comments so you don't have to have an account or anything—anyone can comment! Also, please guess before looking at other comments so you aren't swayed!
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Monday, May 12, 2008
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Saturday, May 10, 2008
I'm overly pissed about 2 things:
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Friday, May 9, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Seriously, 2.5 months and I have nothing to show for it! These next two weeks (3 month mark) are buckle down time and I will, and I will lose 20 lbs. Alright, so I probably won't lose 20 pounds, but I will get on the straight and narrow. I have actually been good this week and I have started exercising-I think I worked out 4, possibly 5, days doing cardio for 30-45 minutes. I thought about starting weights too but haven't...baby steps I guess. We have decided to go see family this summer which means I now have some motivation to lose weight*. I also found out a friend from high school (my best friend) will be coming to visit in August. I haven't seen her in nearly 8 years. Luckily I will be smaller than the last time she saw me (I was 7 months pregnant with my first) but in school I was probably the smallest of my friends (thanks to non-stop running playing soccer) but during college (we went to different schools) she decided to lose weight and has kept it off. She is already thin again after having her son. So, I have until July to lose a decent amount of weight, and until August to really kill myself. Wish me luck :)
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
I was challenged via email as to whether I was bold enough to post this. Course I am...I am all about the laughs, not about the tact! Besides, I have no topics for today...
Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too
Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.
"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a
Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts. "How long will this take?" I asked.
"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.
I stopped. "Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet pape r between my
breasts larger over the years?"
Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your butt, didn't
He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy,he may even walk again, although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.
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Monday, May 5, 2008
Where have I been all day you ask? Well, I needed to get the girls signed up for swim lessons. There is an awesome local gal (I think this is her 5o-somethingith yr of teaching, that qualifies for gal right?) and this will be our third year having lessons with her. She is great. Problem is everyone knows she is great, and she is in high demand. Sign-ups started today at 9 AM. I got to her house at 8:50 AM. I was numero 48 on the list. Apparently some jackass decided to show up at FOUR FOURTY FIVE in the morning, and 46 other people decided to get there prior to 10 minutes prior to sign ups. I didn't 'get in' until 4:30 PM. At least it is done and we will be spending June in the pool.
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Sunday, May 4, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Sorry for the pun, my mil took over my body for a second.
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Friday, May 2, 2008
First I found this story via Laura regarding Haitians eating mud cookies because the price of food is too high (have these people never heard of Ramen noodles?) And why do they call them mud 'cookies', cookies aren't made of mud unless you are 3 and have a vivid imagination. It's mud people, it might be in the shape of a disc, but mud nonetheless.
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