Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Drove straight from the library to Michelle's last volleyball game of the season.
They won! (Beat those bratty kids from Naperville)
Took photo of volleyball team. (Michelle is back row, second from the right. Lucky number 7.)
Drove home. (This is no small feat these days. The major road between church/school and our house is completely under construction. What used to be a 5 minute commute is now almost 20 minutes.)
Dave brought home dinner from Taco Bell. (They shorted us a chili cheese burrito!)
Finished eating just in time to take Hannah to Drama Ministry.
Went to Micheal's to look for glow sticks.
Found the glow sticks (cheap!) but then their cash registers all went offline. (drat!)
Went to the party store. Jackpot! Found all different sizes of glow sticks -- on sale!
Went to Dress Barn. Got a new dress (50% off!), a nice dressy shirt and a necklace to match the dress.
Hurried back to church where I just ended up sitting and waiting while the kids finished running their skit one more time.
Read the Park District brochure.
Went home, put the kids to bed.
Washed the top & pants for Michelle's Halloween costume.
Worked on the mini-scrapbooks I'm making (completely from scratch!) for my leadership conference in three weeks.
Took pictures of my cats. (Those are still on the camera.)
Cleaned off the desk in the office.
Posted to the blog.
Not sure what I'll do next.....
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
So I made this card by stamping the leaves images onto the orange cardstock. Then I stamped the same image onto the green cardstock. Then I cut out the leaves and glued them onto the orange stamped image. Ugh. It was so hard to cut out the tiny little leaves. But it does look cool, huh? The red paper is supposed to be dry embossed around the edges. I really am no good at dry embossing.
For this one I stamped the speckled brown onto the yelllow cardstock. I stamped the leaf then colored it in with chalks. Then I rubbed the edges of the paper with a stamp pad to do the distressing. I guess it's okay.
I think this one turned out nice. All I did was stamp the leaf and use chalk to color it in again. Then I "double matted" it. I don't know if you can see that I stamped leaves on the red cardstock too.
I think I like this one, too. I stamped the leaves onto the yellow cardstock. Then stamped the one leaf and again used chalk to color it in a little more. Then just layered everything up.
That's about it. I haven't stamped much lately. Been concentrating more on scrapbooking. But if I'm going to send out homemade Christmas cards, then I need to get going on something soon.
I'm not asking for pity, I'm just saying, this is my boring. It hardly seems post-worthy.
Hm, maybe I'll be surprised with yet another Disney trip when I go to band tonight......that would be news now, wouldn't it??
Friday, October 24, 2008
1. I used the big paper cutter today. Every time I use the big paper cutter I think about the time that Julie sliced her finger using the big paper cutter at the Klinck Memorial Library. I imagine she still bears the scar today.
2. As I approached the library this morning, I was greeted by a squirrel coming towards me on the sidewalk. His beady little eyes on me, as we grew closer, it became clear that he (I assume it was a male squirrel) had no intention of yielding the walkway to me. We passed within probably 2 feet of each other and then the squirrel started following me. I wondered if his plan was to attempt to enter the building when I opened the door. I first tried to "shoo" him away by raising my arms and speaking to him in my most authoritative voice. But he was not dissuaded. As quickly as I could, I opened the door and went in.
This reminded me of the time that a squirrel invaded Julie's apartment in St. Louis. I remember her relating the story of how she would come home to find her apartment in disarray and her landlord put up chicken wire to keep the squirrel out and how that did not work for very long.
Why are we so afraid of squirrels??
It's just been a slow couple of weeks at work. Everything has been really routine and kind of boring, really. I miss having my own department to run; someplace where I have a lot of influence. I only supervise the maintenance crew, which is two guys, and there's not a lot that has to be done to supervise them.
I've been at the new job for almost two years and already the seeds of discontent are beginning to sprout into the seedlings of restlessness. The bad thing about working someplace that's really great is that there's so little room for change and improvement -- i.e. it's boring.
At my old library things were so bad, that we always learned to kind of go with the flow. Here, things are so good, that even the tiniest ripple in the waters of contentment evokes a tsunami of rage from some of the staff members. So much for my resolution to stop rolling my eyes so much.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
As I did, I allowed myself to dream a little. Maybe if I worked just a little harder at the piano, I could quit the library business and just do music for a living.
I know I could get a job at my own church running the contemporary music program. I could be the resident pianist and choir accompanist. I could even get back to directing the bell choir again. Then I could give piano lessons on the side. I do already have a regular gig accompanying our own school kids for their band solo competition, but maybe I could expand that as well. Hannah will be in high school next year and I'm sure those kids have a solo competition of some kind. Maybe it could work.....
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
When I woke up, I felt better, but not quite 100 percent. I laid around on the couch, watching TV until Michell came home from school on the bus. (Dave took Hannah to the orthodontist to get her retainer.) So then I read while Michelle worked on homework for the next hour and a half. Yeah, she had a lot of homework to do. But she didn't complain, she just got to work and got it done.
Finally around dinner time I was feeling more like myself again. We went to Lou Malnati's as it was a fund raising night for the school. For once, we actually did NOT order pizza. I never realized how many other tasty things they had on their menu besides pizza. But service was so slow. We spent just over 2 hours there.
By the time we got home, we had to send the kids to bed and then we settled in to watch Boston Legal. After that, Dave went to bed, while I stayed up and finished reading Breaking Dawn. Ugh, what a chore. I've now read the entire Twilight Saga. I don't know why, though. I found the books to really be awful, typical teen writing. Not that the author is a teen, but that the style of writing could only possibly appeal to teens. Fortunately, the writing is such that you really don't need to read every single word to get the gist of the story.
On to better books again. I'm still looking for a good non-fiction book on CD to listen to. The last one I listened to, Kluge, was interesting, but all the evolution stuff annoyed me.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
For the grapes' sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes' sake along the wall.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
A few years back I had two different files going (can't remember why) on the game Dark Cloud 2. In one file, I was significantly further along in the game than the other. We're talking probably a good 40 hours of playing time. When I went to save, I wasn't thinking about which file I was on, I had probably just defeated a boss or something. Anyway, I was pretty upset with myself to lose 40 hours of time invested in a game.
Fortunately, tonight's accidental save wasn't as bad. Hannah and I have been sort of competing to see which one of us can play through Twilight Princess first. We were pretty much neck and neck in the overall storyline, though I had a few more heart pieces than she did. I also had tracked down and defeated a few more Poe ghosts than she had and probably opened more treasure chests as well.
What actually happened is that instead of opening my file when starting the game, I opened her file and played for a little bit. I have a tendency to save more frequently than she does and after getting a couple of items, I went to save the game and, of course, saved in my file slot. It took us a minute to figure out why my file (where my character's name was TomNook) was now saved as Link. It was Michelle who pointed out that she noticed that Midna had referred to me as Link while I was transforming into a wolf.
Well, there was nothing we could do at that point. Michelle thought that we could turn everything off and then back on again and that would fix it, but it was too late, the game had already been saved.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
And, what spices/flavorings/toppings can you add to make cooked vegetables more fun to eat? Green beans is easy. I love green beans and could eat them plain, but I like to top them with garlic and/or almond slivers to add a little variety. But what can you use with cooked carrots, corn or peas to make them a little more enjoyable without adding a lot of extra calories?
I refuse to eat broccoli, even with cheese. If I were to try it, the ratio of cheese to broccoli would be such that I might as well just eat the cheese sans broccoli. I do like raw cauliflower, but admittedly have never tried it cooked? Does the flavor stay the same?
Yeah, I'm hungry now. Time for lunch...
The garbage can in the Youth department bathroom broke
The city came and flushed our fire hydrants -- and didn't warn us ahead of time
Two boys were out in front of a house across the street playing with their air rifles (toys, I guess) when the police thought they were real guns and no less than eight squad cars came rushing in.
I say it's time to go home now....
Friday, October 10, 2008
Now I would be remiss if I failed to point out one thing. The head of our Adult Services department has made it pretty clear that she thinks video game programs don't have any place in the library because they don't promote reading or any other services the library offers. Okay, but if that is the criteria for programming then why are we doing a program about "Super-Couponing?"
Thursday, October 09, 2008
We were warned and the warning came true. The prices for our vending machines went up yesterday. Everything went up $.10 per item -- everything. So now chips are $.60, pop is $.75, and candy is $.85. So the two quarters in my pocket at lunch time netted me nothing. There was some leftover cake in the fridge that was pretty good, but I still want something salty.
Tonight will be an all new The Office! I also discovered that there is an iGoogle gadget for The Office and added that to my iGoogle page. Very cool. Then again, I already have too much stuff on my iGoogle page that keeps distracting me. I wish there was an iGoogle gadget for posting to this blog. Then I could post updates all day long.....
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
The bright-robed Days sit now at feast, and sup
From golden service heaped with fruits divine.
The waning Year drains from October's cup
The melancholy cheer of Autumn's wine.
A ruddier tide fills now the tingling veins
And life takes on a sturdier-hearted tone.
Care's hungering grasp the mounting soul disdains.
And scorns to count the sorrows she hath known:
What matters it if Summer's birds have flown,
And rustling leaves drift on the upland plains?
Though Nature's wide arms bear her precious grains
To fragrant hidden garners of her own,
Yet what her lavish lap hath spilled, remains,
For careful gleaning is to her unknown.
From her full hand her ripened seeds are thrown
On springing fields late-freshened from the rains,
And Hope's clear bugle on the hills is blown
By comely lips made moist with fruity-stains.
Shall we be found less generous to our souls
Than are the Seasons to the patient Earth?—
Shall we yet choose to drift in mental shoals
Where weak-winged fancies only find a birth?
Shall we be found more niggard of our store
Than are the flame-crowned princes of the wood,
While at our heart's inhospitable door
A brother faints for some withholden good?
The richest gifts of Nature kept unshared
Become but poverty: goods unbestowed,
Like fruits ungathered, shrivel into blight,
Which mars the soul's new blossoming; the road
Of excellence was by some god prepared,
So that no souls might win the glorious height
Save those unweighted by that hindering load.
Robert Burns Wilson
Sunday, October 05, 2008
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Once on an autumn day as I reposed
Beneath a noon-beam, pallid yet not dull,
The branch above my head dipt itself full
Of that white sunshine momently, and closed;
While, ever and anon, the ashen keys
Dropt down beside the tarnish'd hollyhocks,
The scarlet crane's-bill, and the faded stocks,—
Flung from the shuffling leafage by the breeze.
How wistfully I mark'd the year's decay,
Forecasting all the dreary wind and rain;
'Twas the last week the swallow would remain—
How jealously I watch'd his circling play!
A few brief hours, and he would dart away,
No more to turn upon himself again.
Charles Tennyson Turner