Tuesday, January 25, 2011

God made woman beautiful and foolish; beautiful, that man might love her; and foolish that she might love him

Remember that book, Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus?  I remember when that book came out.  I thought, what a bunch of gah-bage (that's how I say garbage, like I'm from the jersey shore).  I thought men and women are of one race....the human race.  At this time, I had a large group of friends that encompassed boys and girls.  Both genders seemed to get along marvelously.  We spent time talking on the phone, hanging out, and going to sporting events.  I do not recall ever feeling as though I was having to speak another language to get my point across.  And, thus, this was the utopia in which my formative years were spent.  Then, well, then, began the slow descent into what communicating with men is really like...

It really is like communicating in a different language.  It's like trying to speak to an alien from outer space. Sometimes, I have to stop and wonder, how are we even living on the same planet right now?  Don't get me started on people that have actually mastered how to live with one of these creatures.  I know, I'm no picnic either.  I'm sensitive, neurotic, and becoming increasingly paranoid with each new man I meet and seem to think I'm going to date.  Now, I'm not saying, men are bad, or inherently have unwell intentions.  I might be saying that in later posts, however.  I am only saying, that every time I try to speak with a man, it is one of the single most frustrating experiences of life.  That is all.

Thankfully, I KNOW this difference in communication styles is not in my head.  Although, some male that reads this will probably try to tell me that it is.  Because, as you know, according to many males, women are crazy, and they create bizarre situations in their head.  But, the scientists are with me on this one.  There has been study after study done on the subject of boy brains and girl brains.  There is a genetic difference in the make-up of male brains versus female ones.  Boys and girls perform different in co-ed classrooms, women are apt to use far more language in a day than a man is, learning is actually different in the male brain than it is in the girl brain, and the list goes on and on.  The differences are outstanding.

ABC ran a televised special once that posed the question, "What if one brain has a larger center of communication than the other?"  In short, they discovered that this may be possible in the female brain.  Obviously.  I might even argue, that not only is it bigger...but better.  Seriously, if I am trying to start conversation whilst walking through the mall with you (man) and I say, "Hey ya know what's cool about the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory?"  And man says, "Huh?"  I say, giddily, "They SLICE their caramel apples!"  Man crinkles his nose and responds, "Yuck!  I hate caramel apples."  Awkward silence ensues.  Now, let's go back.  Let's rewind the situation and break it down.  I'm trying to create conversation because I want to connect with man.  Man is content to walk all day holding my hand and think there is "connection."  I try to make a comment that would be informative and, also, give man a glimpse into something I like.  Man rejects/does not notice this and instead makes a semi-rude comment. Did I ask him to like caramel apples?  I did not.  Did I deserve this outlandish reaction of the nose crinkle?  I did not.  Did I simply want for him to acknowledge the fact that a sliced caramel apple is far superior to an unsliced caramel apple?  I did.  Let us now go through how the scenario could have been different and, thus, how I would have been happier.  I say, "Hey ya know what's cool about the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory?"  And man says, "Huh?"  I say, giddily, "They SLICE their caramel apples!"  Man looks at me, sans gesture of any kind, and says "Hm, I don't really like caramel apples babe, but that's cool, I guess."

Take for instance my dear friend, who recently started dating again.  A whole group of us goes out one night, and this new man in her life decides to meet up with us for a brief time.  He hangs out for awhile, then decides to go meet up with some people from work.  He tells my friend that he will give her a call, or text, where he's going next.  Sounds good right?  Right, until it goes horribly wrong!  Not only does she end up waiting for him to call for several hours, but he NEVER calls.  Later, this man and I end up in a heated conversation about communicating, when he informs me that that night (the night he never called her) doesn't "count" in our argument, because he wasn't communicating, therefore he should not be penalized.  My whole argument was that it's annoying when men say they will call or text and then they don't.  His argument was something about how men do communicate and how they are great communicators.  I can't be sure what his argument was because once he started talking I became disinterested and nothing he said made sense anyway.  If you're going to say you're going to call, or text, then do it.  I'm just sayin'.  It's courteous.  It doesn't make man hard to get, or make me enjoy the thrill of the chase, it makes me angry and gives men a bad name.  So, stop doing it.

Now, those are only a couple examples.  Don't worry, I'm rife with many more, as I certainly cannot stop speaking with man.  I have to communicate with him, and in the end, it is quite the learning experience regardless of whether I want to scream, "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" at the end of every conversation, or not.  So, I will continue to practice, and surely there will be some snafus along the way.  I guess it turns out that men might very well be from Mars and women might very well be from Venus.  And, here we are living on Earth...just tryin' to get along...

my brain hurts...
j

Today's list:  Hilarious quotes from my students for the week...possibly made even funnier by the fact that they are taken completely out of context.  (Not in order of hilarity)

1.  "That fishie right there is missin' his back toe..." - 4th grader (er...you mean tail?)

2.  "You know, when I started at Child Center, I thought I could break you guys (staff).  But, I never did.  You guys just never break." - a kid getting ready to graduate

3.  "I don't want a locker buddy!  No way!  I hate locker buddy's!" - said by a 4th grader. He won't have to worry about that for awhile!

4.  "Man, I am hungry!  So hungry! (whines)"  I shoot him a "look," and he says, "Oh!  That's not going to keep me from doing my work though!"  - very smart 7th grader ;o)

5.  Student:  "The fishies need a bigger tank."  Me: "Why?"  Student:  "Because they need more room."  Me:  "What do they need more room for?"  Student:  "They need a  place for their bedroom."  Me (getting more confused):  "Why do they need bedrooms?"  Student:  "For they can lay down when they are tired of swimmin!  Duh!"

6.  A student ripping a huge fart yesterday then laughs and says, "Darn!"  Darn = wow.  He says it when he earns tons of color spots, as well.  Occasionally, he will use "darn" in it's correct form.

7.  Boy talking to staff about middle school and changing classes throughout the day.  Boy says, "Man, I can't wait to have periods..."  Oh dear...

8.  4th grade boy to me, "I love you, Judy."  Why is this hilarious?  It's not, what's funny is that tomorrow he may come in and hate my guts.  Ahh well...

9.  "You guys are..JERKS!" - 4th grade boy.  Ouch.  Jerks?  Really?  That's the best ya got?  ;o)~

10.  On a comprehension check today.  The question reads:  What are some of the differences between New York and Yoshiko's hometown?  Student-created response:  "there are a LOT of differences. they smelt different. they looked different.  the whole 9 yards."  Ay yay yay....and the 9 yards would be...???

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

See, I am doing a new thing! ...I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.

So, the title is a little dramatic.  I'm not exactly paving a way through the desert, nor am I digging canals in this so called 'wasteland.'  However, that is not to say that these New Year's resolutions are a walk in the park either.  Sit back, relax, and get ready for a riveting read about me trying to better myself in this life....
I think I'll write this blog as though I were writing a report about one of my students.  I love writing reports so much, I'll write one about myself.

Health & Fitness:  Judy sees fitness as a necessary part of life.  Likewise, she demonstrates a strong desire to have a fit mind and body.  She has a gym membership and uses it frequently.  She enjoys eating fruits, vegetables and whole grains.  Judy recognizes that healthful foods and exercise minimize external and internal stressors.  Judy has two annual goals in this area.

Goal:  Workout five days per week.
Progress:  Three weeks into program, Judy has met this goal.  She has expressed anxiety over not meeting this goal.  She has figured out ways to make up work outs that she might miss over the weekend.  She continues to seek at least 150 minutes of exercise per week.  Judy will continue to be monitored and assessed in this area.

Goal:  Lose weight.
Progress:  Two weeks since beginning a weight loss program, Judy has lost 4.4 lbs.  It is surmised that Judy is mentioning this in her blog to garner accolades for her weight loss.  Despite a pint of gelato over the weekend, Judy is still on target on her weight loss plan.  Judy has many more pounds to go, but will continue to set small goals each week, in order to reach her larger goal in the summer. Judy will continue to be monitored and assessed in this area.

Hygiene:  Judy finds hygiene to be of utmost priority.  She prefers to shower twice daily and wash her hair on a daily basis, although discouraged by her hair dresser.  Judy maintains a clean appearance and is well-kept on most days.  She does not believe she should have to look "public ready" during weekends and will often choose to wear "lounge wear" instead of typical street clothes she would normally wear.  She acknowledges that she feels better when she is showered, her hair and make up are done, and has a cute outfit on.  Judy has two goals in this area.

Goal:  Stop biting nails.
Progress:  Judy does not express concern over the health issues that comes with biting her nails, but rather does not like the looks of nails that are bitten.  She prefers long fingernails, so she can have them manicured.  Judy suffered a set back during the University of Oregon Ducks versus Auburn Tigers football game.  She cites nerves as being the primary excuse for biting.  At present, her fingernails on the left hand are growing at a substantially quicker rate than those on the right hand.  So far, there is no explanation for this.  She will continue to monitor herself in this area.

Goal:  Floss three to four times per week.
Progress:  Judy has met this goal once over the past three weeks.  She was eager and motivated to floss in the first week.  She did not meet this goal in the second week.  Judy cites being "busy" and unable to attend to her dental care.  She expressed regret over starting this goal and has been considering revising this goal to two times per week.  Judy will continue to monitor herself in this area, and make changes as she sees necessary.

Perspective Taking:  Judy has been working on staying positive and minimizing her superficiality.  She considers her mood to be positive over the past two weeks.  She cited last weekend as having the most difficulty in being positive.  She expressed anxiety over not being able to control situations and, therefore, putting her in a negative head space.  She has also expressed a strong dislike of being in that space, but believes she is almost powerless to stop it.  In these situations, Judy has attempted to find something positive even though she acknowledged it was far easier to just stay angry, sad, or otherwise upset.  She continues to rely on friends and family, writing, and sleeping as an outlet.  Judy has one goal in the area of perspective taking.


Goal:  Increase positivity and decrease superficiality
Progress:  Overall, Judy is well on her way to meeting this goal.  She has temporary set backs but seems able to recover from them and navigate through her days.  She is working on decreasing worry, as she believes that is the major contributing factor to her mood.  Judy will continue to receive feedback from family and friends.  She will continue to work on this goal.  


Spirituality:  Judy strives to create a closer relationship with God.  She has added, "Me and My God Don't Need A Middle Man" to her iPod playlist.  She listens to it as a reminder to speak to God everyday.  She is successfully talking to God every evening and morning.  Note:  She speaks to God in her head, and does not disturb others by talking aloud.  She does not appear psychotic at this time. Judy has one goal in this area. 

Goal:  To grow spiritually.
Progress:  There is little to no way to monitor whether this is happening.  According to Judy, she states that she is making progress.  She has added morning prayers to her prayer routine.  Judy has been able to stay awake through evening prayers on most nights, she says.  Judy is working towards going to mass each week, as she has missed one week of services, at this time.  She will continue working on her relationship with 'Big Man Upstairs."

Stress Reduction:  Judy believes that blogging once per week reduces her amount of stress.  She has stated that it clears space in her head and allows her to share her world with others.  Judy seems to censor  some information that goes into her blog, but is adamant that she shares enough to clear ample space in her brain.   She has decided that blogging once per week is necessary to dump the "unnecessary" information.  She also enjoys telling funny anecdotes and, generally, just speaking about whatever is on her mind.  Judy has one goal in this area. 


Goal:  Blog once per week.  (Specifically, on Tuesday nights)
Progress:  So far, Judy is meeting this goal.  She has created a solid routine and is sticking to it.  Remarkably, she has decided to not schedule any outside activities on Tuesday evenings so she can dedicate herself to her blog.  She is encouraged by her readers, and hopes they, too, will get into a routine in reading her blog each and every Wednesday morning.  She will continue to practice on this goal, as she is only three weeks into her program.  Judy will continue to receive feedback from friends on this schedule.

Thank you dear readers, I am well onto my way for a pretty good 2011!

Today's List:  8 Great Reasons for Living in Oregon
1.  Rain...obviously
2.  Snow...doubly obvious
3.  Sunshine
4.  My family is here
5.  My friends are here
6.  Trees
7.  Clean air
8.  Drinking from the tap

Stay tuned for next week's topic:  Trials in communicating with men:  Are we from the same planet?

Fresh out...
J money

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

"We didn't lose the game, we just ran out of time" - Vince Lombardi, football God

January 10, 2011, a day that will live in infamy.  At least, it will live on in the hearts and minds of true Duck fans around the world.  Eugene was on FIRE yesterday.  Literally.  People could barely focus on work.  The day dragged on forever.  Finally, the game was set to take place.  It just felt like it took FOREVER to finally get here.  The moment we had all been waiting for, was here.  It was time for kickoff.

I was pleased a few of my friends were willing to watch the epic Duck watch party at Mac Court.  It is sort of amazing how sports can bring people together.  I mean, I didn't know all but 6 people in that gym, last night, and yet, it still felt like I was watching the biggest game of the year, arguably of all time, with my family.  I remember saying before the game, over and over, "I just hope it's a good game."  My God.  I could not have asked for a better game.  I could have asked for a better outcome, sure.  But, that game was unbelievable.  

From the first quarter, turnovers back and forth.  Ducks are the first to throw points up on the board.  The nerves began to build.  Then, the second quarter, the break.  The opening.  The opportunity to score and we grabbed it.  Took it.  We had to match the points that Auburn was putting up on the board.  Halftime.  Come on, Ducks.  The second half team.  Make the adjustments, come out, and blow them away.  Third quarter.  No such luck.  No score.  The Duck offense can't get anything going.  Auburn is just too big.  The third quarter goal line play.  The Ducks are inches away from scoring.  Inches.  One down.  Two Downs.  Three downs.  Really?  Inches!  Chip has balls.  We go for it.  We don't make it!  No score.  The Auburn defensive line is solid.  We can't get by them.  Fourth quarter.  This is it.  Last chance, summer dance.  Come on Ducks.  Time is running out.  Breath is held.  Quiet begins to fall over the crowds at Mac court.  Wait, what's that?!  Matthews for the tackle!  Auburn fumbles the ball!  Ducks recover!  Could it be?  Fate is on our side?!  This is it.  Right here.  A touchdown plus two ties the game.  Ducks SCORE!  Now for the two points.  Come on, come on...prayers are being said.  Mac court is on the edge of it's seat.  Go! Go! Go!  They did it!  They got 2!  Everyone last person is on their feet in Mac, screaming, crying, hugging.  Oh my God!  We are still in this thing!   The game is tied!   Little time is left on the clock.  Come on, defense.  You got this.  But, they don't.  Auburn runs away with the ball.  The Ducks try to get him to the ground, but he breaks free without touching Earth.  Field goal range.  10 seconds left on the clock.  Defense stops the TD.  Kicking team comes on.  2 seconds left.  Field goal.  Auburn wins.  Heartbreak.  It's determined.  Auburn is the 'best' in the country, the Ducks are second best.   

The Ducks are second best, unless you talk to Brent Musberger.  In which case, you'll probably hear about how great the SEC is, how amazing Cam Newton is, and how he is in love with Gene Chizik. Oh, if you want to hear how great Gene Chizik is, just ask Gene Chizik, or God.  Apparently, the reason they won last night was because God was on their side.  I can't recall if the coach said that, or if a player did, but either way, it's completely ludicrous.  I guess I just misunderstand.  Was God on your side when your player kicked one of our guys in the head, intentionally, after the play was dead?  Or, was that God speaking when your player grabbed our guys helmet and shoved it into the ground?  That's God, being on your side?  Interesting.  I would have interpreted that as a-bunch-of-thugs-who-are- undisciplined-and-have-no-regard-for-who-they-are-representing.  But, ya know,  you say tomato, I say to-ma-to....

I will say that I have thought Chip Kelly has done an amazing job at trying to create players, who are not only good at football, but players that have integrity.  He was faced with some tough decisions regarding Legarette Blount, Jeremiah Massoli, etc when he took over the head coaching position.  He made the tough decisions, and did what was best for the program.  Every Duck interview that I saw after the game gave Auburn credit.  They were gracious in defeat.  They played with heart.  Hard work.  Persistence.  They made people everywhere proud to consider themselves Ducks.  

Every Auburn post-game interview I saw was about God, and how good Auburn is.  I did not see, or hear, one player acknowledge their opponent.  Why would you, when you're that good, though, right?  So good, you won by a mere three points.  Arrogance.  Ingratitude.  Auburn, you made people everywhere want to be an Alabama fan.  Roll Tide.  

Click here for the new Nike Ad for Oregon, post BCS.  Awesome!
Nike Football: Everyone Loses Games. Few Change Them. (Oregon Ad)

Today's List:  The Top Ten things I hate about Auburn.
1. Gene Chizik
2. Cam Newton
3. Nick Fairly
4. Michael Dyer
5. The color Orange
6. Wareagle (what is that anyway?)
7. Tigers
8. SEC
9. Arrogance
10. Brent Musberger (He's from Auburn for all I care. Little known fact, he's from Portland, OR -or was at least born there- Obviously, he wants to be an honorary SEC member...Good go there.  You won't be missed.)

I'll be back later to discuss progress on my new year's resolutions.  That ought to be good, folks!

DUCK4LIFE

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

God ain't got nothing against a little drink to celebrate His son's birth with

Around the Tacchini household at Christmas-time, we definitely believe that God ain't got nothing against a little drinky drink.  That's pretty much how we celebrate everything, including a daily celebration of just surviving the day.  It's a ritual, of sorts.  I recently was able to spend two glorious weeks at my parent's house.  I say 'glorious' in total seriousness.  I am not the type of person who dreads going home and spending time with family in a remote town in Southern Oregon.  I. Love. It.  As my dear friend Mason would say, "It's a real treat."  Except, Mason would be saying that in a sarcastic way, and I would be saying it in a serious way.  It IS a treat to be home.  Home cooked meals, sleeping in, not worrying about cleaning, playing with my nephews, watching sports with dad, drinking wine with mom, seeing ol' friends, a night at the Buckingham's, running into someone I know every time I step foot into Fred Meyer.  I love it.  It's all good!

I wonder how quickly I can get these blogs done...bedtime is looming.

Another great perk of being at home is the wildlife.  Yes, you heard me.  The wildlife.  I am talking about the massing black tail buck that was in our backyard one morning after breakfast.  He was quite beautiful and had a pretty nice rack!  Klamath is a typically rural place, in general, so it amuses me how amazed I still get at seeing animals literally in my backyard.  You just don't see that thing where I live in Eugene.  It was a great surprise.

Speaking of surprises, how about that snow?!  I did not expect it to snow one time while I was at home.  I'm pleased to announce I had many days of snow and had even more fun sitting inside enjoying the beautiful white flakes falling to the ground. I should say it served as a fairly decent excuse to not workout on a couple of occasions.  I mean, I wouldn't want to endanger myself with the icy roads and all...right?  I don't think he would.  God loves me no matter what, even if I'm fat.  :o)~  Wait, I'm not fat, I'm just big-boned.  Anyway, I'm working on it.  See New Year's resolutions list.

Actually, I quite enjoyed my workouts over break.  I like going to the Anytime Fitness there because there are TV's on eaach and every workout machine.  Thank the Lord, I don't have to watch Fox news because the idiot next to me thinks it's fascinating.  Heck no!  I can watch Keeping up with the Kardashians, whom I'm doing a very good job of keeping up with.  Golden Girls repeats are always classic for a workout.  Sometimes I even entertain a little ESPN.   I was happy to get back to my regular gym in Eugene, however.  I love that gym.  Alert!  Do not misinterpret "I love that gym" for "I love working out."  No, there's not a single thing I like about working out.  But, I like the feeling AFTER I workout.  I see the necessity in trying to maintain a somewhat healthful body.  That's about as far as that goes.

My sister came into town a day early and surprised all of us.  Even I didn't know about the surprise!  She usually tells me at least.  I had been texting her earlier in the day and noticed she had been a bit "short" with me, or so I thought.  I, now, know that she was probably driving over treacherous mountain terrain and was basically obligated to text me back asap so that I wouldn't know something was up.  It was a great surprise.  Little did she know, I had signed us up for a babysitting gig when she got into town.  That's always a surefire form of entertainment, especially seeing as how Jacoby basically hates us.  Literally, screams and or hides when he sees us.  I had brought home all of the leftover candy and supplies from the gingerbread house making extravaganza at school.  So, I decided we would be making a gingerbread village.  The boys LOVED it.  They had such a good time.  We all worked together and built quite a fantastical little place.  Johnny figured out how to create a 'duck' with candy and Joey mastered the art of decorating the outsides of the houses.  They were all different.  My sister and I have a great time with the boys and I think those boys are pretty lucky to have such great Auntie's.  My nephew, Joey, is hilarious, and we could not stop laughing at his words!  He started out by talking to us about, "the Philinnesians."  We are like, the philla-who?  He answered us quite confidently the Phillinessians, you know, from the Philippine Islands, it's by Guam, etc.  Yes, we know where it is located but have never heard of it's residents referred to as Phillinessians.  He assured us, he was pretty sure that's what they were called.  They're not, Joey.  But, it's hilarious anyway.  Then, he got to talking about some comedian I have never even heard of.  He was trying so hard to convince my sister and I to watch it.  (I hope my brother doesn't read this, he may not want this story publicized, but it's too good not to share.  I wouldn't want to deprive my people.)  Joey went on and on and on about how funny this guy is.  Even though, he said, "Daddy said we shouldn't show you guys because it's not really your sense of humor, but c'mon, I think it'll be okay."  We kept putting him off saying no, not now, we have other stuff to do, etc.  He would not let it go.  Finally, Andy (my sister's boyfriend) arrived and jumped right into the gingerbread making fun.  While working, Joey is talking our ears off about this comedian.  Finally, Joey says, "Come on you guys, I promise.  You will laugh so hard, you'll orgasm."  UH! WHAT?  The room fell silent...all adults eyed each other, as if to say, what do we do now?  Then, Joey says, "I don't actually know what that means, but I think it means that you'll laugh really, really hard."  To which Andy replies, "Ehhhh, I've never really heard of that happening."  Immediately, all adults start busting up.  I could not hold it in any longer.  I texted his father stat, and when Joe and Aleasha got home they wanted the full run down.  Aleasha says, "Gosh darnit, I've had that conversation with him!  If he doesn't know what the word means, then he can't use it!"  He seems to have forgotten that conversation.

Christmas Eve and Christmas morning are usually the most exciting around our house because of the little kids.  They get thrilled about Santa, and it's kind of fun to get to play an elf, now that I'm older.  After Christmas Eve mass, we always have Abby's pizza.  Then, the boys go off to bed, and all the adults scurry around distributing packages between their house and our house.  (They live across the street.)  Then, the adults stay up drinking and finally get to bed way later than they should have and eagerly await the "Christmas call."  The Christmas call is when the boys get up and call us, so we can rush across the street to watch them open their presents from their parents and their mom and dad.  They had predicted the call would come at 5:30.  So imagine my surprise when I woke up at 6:30 and we still hadn't gotten a call.  I looked across the street and the house was pitch black.  Finally, at 7:30 my brother called and said they were going to wake the boys up.  And, we were off!   I tell ya, Christmas is so much more enjoyable with little kids around.  They make it so much more fun.  Joey began getting a little upset because he started worrying that everyone wasn't getting as good as stuff as he was.  He always worries about things like that.  Always thinking about everybody else.  Love those kiddos.  Jacoby got a brand new rocking horse and he looks absolutely adorable on it.  He rides hard though let me tell ya!  He was buckin' that thing.

Later on in the week, we had an exciting time ice skating and playing board games.  We even got my brother to play a couple board games.  That in, and of itself, is a Christmas miracle.  What's with people not liking board games?  That's ridiculous.  One night we decided to play one of Johnny and Joey's new games, "Diary of a Wimpy Kid - The Cheese Touch."  Andy called and asked what we were doing, to which, Jeanine replied by reading off the title of the board game.  Upon hearing this, Joey says, "Ugh, that sounds humiliating."  True, the name of the game is not alluring, but it is actually a fun game!


Get the heck out of here 2010....you will NOT be missed!
Today's List:  New Year's Resolutions - I know you probably shouldn't do this and set so many because you're destined to fail, but I'm hopeful.  Very hopeful.

1.  Stop biting my nails.
2.  Lose weight (approx 8 lbs per month)  be prepared to hear more about this one!
3.  Work out five days a week
4.  Work on staying positive and not being so superficial
5.  Growing spiritually.  I hope, then, that someone will ask me if I'm rich, to which I can respond, "Spiritually."  As it stands, I have some work to do.
6.  Floss three-four times per week.
7.  Blog once per week

Short term New Year's resolutions
1.  Finish renewing my teaching license
2.  Sell back old college books to an online bookseller
3.  Finish exercise in "Dating from the Inside Out"  Yes, I must do this because I'm annoyed that Joel's mother posted a picture of her "whole family" on Facebook, which included Joel and his new girlfriend. He looked so happy and I still hurt.  How unfair is that!  I hope to move on someday and hopefully 2011 will help that.  Sorry for the mini rant, but talking about it sometimes makes me feel better and I really want to get the thought of that picture out of my mind!  Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr....

Hope everyone is off to a great start in 2011!  Oh, I almost forgot.  Shout out to all my friends that did Christmas cards this year.  I love them.  I still have them up.  I couldn't believe how many I had awaiting me upon my return from Christmas break.  Thank you all for thinking of me over the holidays!  Loves!

Mr. Black Tail

Wish you could see the rack better.  He's all camo-ed up.

Beautiful, beautiful Christmas snow.

Gingerbread fun!

Enjoy the next series of "action" shots - those are so Joey can have some "real memories." (he told me that.)

John's serious about the candy canes around his lake. 

That's the look of fun, right there. 

A picture of me? 

So busy. 

Awwwww....

Double awwww....

Is that awesome or what!?  

Please, don't ever try to look THIS good.  

Ridin' the pony.

A dare from one of the games.  I can't believe he CHOSE for us to do that to his face!  Silly guy!

Enjoying his delicious hot chocolate/coffee drink, even though it did not give him the energy he was hoping for.

Hot cocoa addiction.

Me sister.

Such fun, such fun.

Do we look related?  I don't see it. 

Well, now, they are definitely brothers. 

Say, "I love Aunt Judy" on three...

I love Aunt Jeaniney on four...

Several people have said this is a good picture of me.  That is deeply concerning. 

Skating to his heart's delight. 

Skating to her heart's delight. 

I'm pretty good on skates. 

I wonder how many laps I did. 

Did you take the picture?

It was f-f-f-f-freezing.

I'm really having fun, contrary to the look in this picture.

There she is again!

Go, Johnny, go!

Joey's attempt at getting all three of us in the picture. Success!

There's Joe Joe!  No hands!

The wall provides security. 

Baby Jacoby in the sink.

Hello, doll face. 

Adorable. 

He likes to clean up. 

Pretty serious about vacuuming. 

Good morning, baby!

Joey sledding

Loves him some snow!

Johnny trying out his new snow board.  Still trying to figure out how to load the videos from my camera.  He rocks it. 

Christmas present from a student.  Interesting, right?  Yeah, I know.  I'm working on it!


'Til next time.  Thanks for reading.  Loves!