Archive for January, 2007

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From the Random Files…

January 29, 2007

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Question of the day:

 If the moon is made of green cheese, what color are the mice on the moon?

Please post your answer in the form of a question for all those Jeopardy fans among my readers…

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Beauty Rest

January 6, 2007
 You scored as Sleeping Beauty. Your alter ego is Princess Aurora, a.k.a. Sleeping Beauty!

You are beautiful and enchanting, and as sweet as ever.

Sleeping Beauty
81%
Cinderella
81%
The Beast
69%
Goofy
63%
Snow White
56%
Pinocchio
50%
Ariel
50%
Peter Pan
44%
Donald Duck
44%
Cruella De Ville
31%

Which Disney Character is your Alter Ego?
created with QuizFarm.com

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Tempus Fugit, Or Make Haste Slowly

January 5, 2007

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Reader beware; I am no prophet.  From me you shall hear no clarion call to action.  My  aspirations are far more humble in origin.  Resoultions can be found elsewhere (see myspace); allow me, however, to present my wishlist for the next 360 days. 

1.  I’d love to see Charles established in the career he’s been called to.  He will finish his Paramedic program and possibly even immerse himself in opportunities as a volunteer firefighter.  For myself, I stand poised at a crossroads; I know the type of career I’m suited for but the specifics still elude me.  By the end of 2007, I intend to be much more prepared to balance work and family. 

2. We will straigten out our finances and finally implement some of the strategies we’ve discussed (i.e. saving at least 3-6 months worth of essential expenses).  A more proactive and cautiously risky management of our portfolio will put us in a position to possibly purchase our first house by the end of the year.  In addition, we will significantly reduce the amount still outstanding on the Green Lantern (Charles’s truck). 

3. Getting myself into the best possible shape mentally and physically will start us down the path to beginning our family.  Essentially, I need less stress and more productive outlets for the stress I carry.  I’m concerned about my tendency to “sweat the small stuff”, as my mother would say. Charles and I will make a conscious effort to incorporate more quality time with each other every week; after all, proximity  is no replacement for honest conversation.        

4. I will progress towards maintaining (and strengthening) healthy relationships.  I complain often enough about feeling isolated, and if we end up moving I truly will be set adrift.  This introvert has every intention of reaching out before I stagnate.  

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The Truth and Nothing But the Truth…

January 4, 2007

Mood: Renewed
Song: “Sound of Silence” 

Breaking the silence, I present my autobiograpy in verse form.  Those of you who are my fellow English geeks will recognize the medium as an English (Shakespearean) sonnet. 

I wrote this as an example for my students, but the content comes directly from the recesses of my own psyche.  Please feel free to offer *constructive* feedback; I am no Philip Sidney, nor would I choose to be.  I know it’s a work in progress.

 Better yet, try your own version of the autobiopoem and either post the link or include it in the comments.  The gauntlet, my friends, has been officially thrown down.

White Rose Sonnet   

Oh what is in a name like Juliet?                                                                    

Does it foreshadow what I am to be?                                                             

From books I’ve learned what I cannot forget:                                               

That goodness, truth and beauty must guide me.                                                                                                                               

 With solemn thoughts I gaze upon the stars                                                   

And often sense my own transparency.                                                                      

Inspired by them, I long to have no scars,                                                      

But I must find a deeper way to see.                                                                        

I fear to fail but dread uncertainty                                                                                         

And could not bear to cause another pain.                                                                            

An ancient motto, “loyalty binds me”,                                                                                               

Is in my life both credo and refrain.                              

I am no piercing prophet with bold voice,

But, under mercy, in my call rejoice.     

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