Thursday, October 21, 2010

While I Should Have Been Reading Piaget and Studying Biodiversity & Toxicity Levels...

I changed my blog!  I actually have the same background because I'm not yet
willing to part with this "Fabulosity" print, but I've purged the clutter & made it a bit
airier and brighter.
Hopefully a new header to come.  Possibly soon.  Most likely in the far future.

However, the special Scriptura font that I downloaded &
installed for my post titles is now gone.  Apparently selecting a
new template altered that customization..?  The strange thing is, the
Century Gothic that I set as my default font has remained.  I don't have the time at the moment to
go back & muddle through the html to find out vhat ees dee pwoblem with the
vanished Scriptura font, so if anyone has any ideas,
do enlighten me!  

Oh, & have a marvelous weekend! 

Monday, October 18, 2010

I Count Because. . .

. . . when I give intentional thanks,

my heart is worshipful, my restless spirit is content, and my mind ponders the praiseworthy.

~.:Gifts 100 ~ 113:.~

~:  the long~awaited & ardently hoped for "let's catch up soon"

~:  unseasonably warm temperatures

~:  apple cider

~:  dinner on the rooftop

~:  goldenrod, scarlet, crimson, amber, burnt sienna & rust

~:  birthdays & 49 years of life for the person who knew me before I realized I existed

~:  night out with one of my besties at a funky, artsy joint

~:  courage to join the spinning, dancing circle

~:  boom box necklace purchased during my last visit that distant & happy summer

~:  one~on~one time with the new third grade student, frail & meek

~:  leading toddler music & going crazy with bean bags, scarves, & rhythm sticks

~:  an email to my prof from my field placement advisor praising my skills & abilities {for real, now?}

~:  cinnamon rolls with buttercream icing from the farmer's market

~:  tears that wash clean the eyes of my heart

Photo taken April 2009 in North Philly, Puerto Rican quarter; Lehigh & N. 5th area

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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Top 15 Worst Pick~Up Lines ~ Compiled by Yours Truly

{1}  Have a baby by me, baby- be a millionaire!  {compliments of 50 Cent}

{2} You make me wanna say 'oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh my gosh!!!!' {compliments of Usher}

{3}  Is your dad a terrorist?~ because you're the bomb!

{4}  I've heard that my shoulder makes a pretty good pillow.

{5}  I forgot my phone number.  Can I have yours?

{6}  Is your daddy a pirate?  'Cuz you could have fooled me with booty like that!

{7}  Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

{8}  If you were a booger, I'd pick you first.

{9}  Wouldn't we look cute on a wedding cake together?

{10}  Call me Fred Flintstone; I can make your bed rock!

{11}  You look like my ex.

{12}  You be my Dairy Queen, and I'll be your Burger King.

{13}  You must be tired, because you've been running through my head all day.

{14}  Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk past again?

{15} What's the name of your perfume?  "Catch of the Day"?  

Now, the million dollar question:  Have any of these gems been used on me?
Unfortunately. . . . yes.

Can you think of any other heeby~jeeby~inducing pick~up lines to add to this list, ones that are either totally cheeseball or grossly stale?  Do share!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Tiny Talks with a New Batch of Little Ones

It's been awhile since I've participated in Tiny Talk Tuesday.  The reason?  Resuming my college courses this fall has packed my schedule so that I can no longer work at the daycare center {except an occasional late afternoon}.  My life has been sorely lacking in little people, and I miss them oh-so-much!

However, some of my current education courses require that I spend a few hours a week in our lab preschool, so I've gleaned a few tiny talk soundbites to share!

I don't know these children well enough to give them aliases yet, so the first letter of their names will have to do for now.

: :

"What kind of flowers are these, E----?" her mother asked her as we entered the school, pointing to a flowerpot of yellow flowers.

"Chrysanthemums," itty-bitty-tiny-petite two year-old, squeaky-voiced E---- replied with perfect articulation.

One of the teachers later commented to me with E---- nearby, "She speaks with such great articulation!"

"Articulation," E---- echoed with each syllable pronounced and consonant crisp.

Later, I was playing with L------ in the pretend kitchen area of the classroom.  As we were serving up a tea party, P----- wandered over to join us.  {Both, like E----, are girls, two years old, and extremely verbal}.

"Oh look," L------ said to me.  "I think P----- wants to be our guest."

"No," P----- replied.  "I don't want to be a guest!  I just wanna live!"

Overheard any tiny talk from the little ones in your life?  Link up and share over at Mary's Not Before 7.

Sunday, October 3, 2010


"A single joy shatters a hundred griefs."

This week's photo challenge at Aspire is JOY and I immediately knew I have no better selection than this photo in my archives with that simple title.

The contagious cheerfulness on the faces of these two beautiful baby girls radiates off the photo.  How blessed I was to be their teacher for a time!
Her fingers say "peace" and their faces say "joy" . . . sheer, innocent, untainted . . .

Aspire Photo Challenge