http://www.americanthinker.com/2009/11/medical_response_to_the_ft_hoo.html

I spoke to my son today- he flew a few hours to get home. It makes me a bit less worried that doctors like the one above will be taking care of him in harms way. What happened was a tragedy, but those soldiers are rare.
My nephew is also safe at Fort Hood.
It was another long day.

I am thankful for

The day is hazy and the combines are out. I am thankful for the farmers who tend their fields so we may have food on the table.

Thirty days of Thanksgiving

I am not really good at this- but I am willing to give it a try. Found it on Michelle's blog. She found it on Kayla's blog http://karladornacher.typepad.com/karlas_korner/

Day one was a good day. I was thankful for the opportunity to do my windows before the winter started and for getting a paper done that I thought I would not get to.

Day two I was thankful that my husband is well enough to ride his motorcycle again.

Day three I was thankful that I work on with a good team of teachers

Day four I was thankful for the beautiful weather during our field trip

Day five I was thankful for prayer in the morning

Day six-which is today- I am thankful that I went to the officer's club 29 years ago today and saw those amazing eyes. You know those eyes...the ones of the one you will marry:>)

Mostly I am thankful that I have a loving family.

Surprise! I took on too much.

I finished a paper last night.
Taking two classes and having a life is pretty difficult.
Thinking it would be a breezein the beginning, I broke about three weeks ago.
How do people do this.
Fortunately, the professor decided to give me time instead of forcing me to drop the class. Last night I wrote one of the best papers I ahve enjoyed in a very long time. The class is caught up and "moving forward" (pg 29) is the theme of the day.
Now, if I could only find the forms for the Social Studies meeting this morning!

It was a wonderful day to be

a teacher!
The field trip was excellent.
The hour of 11 year olds telling silly jokes in the van was the best part.
Sitting in a warm van with kids who just needed to talk and chill was a smooth second.
The gulls, the walking (including watching the "macho boys trying not to get their shoes dirty) and the kindness of strangers at lunch time....
Yes, it was a wonderful day.
Even the last minute website presentation for my fellow teachers went well.
I promise bison pictures soon!
I will miss rock, paper, sissors if I leave.

Fall back

It was really a beautiful day. My windows are all clean for the winter and the spiders have all been removed.

Looking out my living room window gives me the joy to continue my day.

The bedroom gives a peek at the dogs and later, when the leaves are all gone, the horses who live on the pasture above the house.

Yes! There is not a bad season here!

Helen Keller?

I grew up talking about how wonderful Helen Keller was.
When reading another blog I found that she grew up to be very contrary to my own beliefs. It took a lot of looking before I could find a primary source- but this clinches it for me:
Dear Margaret Sanger,
What a glow of gratification was kindled in my heart when Polly read last week the wonderful news that you had founded the Planned Parenthood Association in India!
Not only have I continued to follow your work with loving admiration and expect ever greater results from your beneficence, I have also known of Nehru's statesmanlike interest in birth-control, and now I behold you and him and Lady Rama Rau working together -- a triple Hercules -- for the deliverance of a land long cursed with excess of population. I cannot imagine anything more blessed happening on earth. As you teach, mankind has through ignorance often destroyed the sweet joy of childhood. Now a tide of enlightenment, slow but sure, shall lift its healing waves from one end of the world to the other until every child has a chance to be well born, well fed and fairly started in life -- and that is woman's natural work as the creator of the human race. Affectionately I salute you, Margaret Sanger, as the prophet and the the woman Prometheus of humanity's highest physical and mental welfare.
Often Polly and I speak of the visits we used to have with you and the inspiration I drew from your brave words. You have travelled up and down and athwart the world since, but I never lose the warm thrill of your beautiful personality.
With Polly's and my love and wishes for a Christmas luminous with the service you are rendering to mankind, I am,
Devotedly your friend,
Westport, Conn., December eighth, 1952

Bull's Eye

My husband and I are beginning to work through what we have in common. After a longer marriage and many years working on opposite sides of schedules...we have a great deal of work to do. See, we plan on being together for the next fifty years....

Some people do quite well growing up together. We tend to look at things quite differently. Still, just like in the money, we have decided to rework things.

Today we went shooting. Both of us enjoy target shooting, but we have not done it together for several years (probably three). When we last did, I was there more to accomodate our son's (now ex) fiancee. Grocery shopping at seven and then off to the range.

I have to say- I still have it!

Once again I proved that women can be a better shot. We both shot well- but I beat him by one point! Now, did he "let me win"? Maybe. All I know is that we had a good day at the range and plan on having more good days together. I really like my husband.