Friday, November 24, 2006

INWOOD HILL PARK, NEW YORK

This post is an experiment to see if it is googlable. I live in what is becoming a popular residental area here in the northern most part of Manhattan, Inwood, containing Inwood Hill Park.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

GOING BACK TO D.R.

Yes, I am going back to DR. Exactly two years to the day since my last visit. It would have been sooner if I'da had some more money and less bills. But this time I'll be going alone. We are naming our reunion "The Honeymoon We Never Had the First Time Around." Yes, so we are preparing. I'm taking belly dance classes again. I'm looking for kinky outfits (for private viewing only!) I'm going to lose a bajillion pounds before February and make sure I am flexible for the atheletic event. I'm also taking out life insurance, accident insurance, disabililty insurance just in case. (no joke) So how is he preparing. Well that will be my surprise I reckon. We're planning a camping trip to a farm, horseback riding in the country and nights under the stars at the beach. If none of it works out, I really don't care as long as we have the private time after so long.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

ALWAYS TIME TO BLOG WHEN YOU'RE FEELING BLUE!!!

Yes I am feeling down. Very blue, okay, so it's time to blog. Yeah Baby! I want to talk to everybody but I don't want to talk to anybody.That person. No, No, No not them. Okay that person No nO NoNOnot them.
Okay that person definitely not him. too much face to put on. Who knows ya, baby! Apparently no body does.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

TURNING OUT TO BE BI-ANNUAL BLOGGING

I know it's been a long time. Hello ..... hello.... testing one, two, three. I don't know, is this dang thing working?
So, recap, here I am, another teaching year. What's left to say? Nada. Blah, blah, blah....Bye for now......

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

WHINY, WHINY BLOG

Oh I am sooo depressed. Oh I haven't done anything with the summer. Oh my goodness, September's almost here. Oh, I am going to dieeee!!!!
Got that off my chest. Now on to other things.
I am the amazing mole woman. I've barely come out of my apartment all July. As long as I have food and my paycheck to pay bills, I'm fine. How do people not like to stay home all the time. I love to stay home all the time. Of course, give me the internet and I actually feel like I've been out all day (except my butt aches from sitting on it non-stop.)
And in other news: I think Larry tried to commit suicide the other day. I was nodding out on the couch when suddenly someone was opening my front door one morning at about 10:00. We'd forgotten to lock the door the night before. Well, I screamed "Don't come in!" and the man said, "Fire department, we need to see your fire escape." When I got something on, I let him in. The fireman needed to see if our fire escape connects to Larry's apartment, which it doesn't. Next, I noticed there was an alarm going off somewhere. At first, I thought it was a fire alarm, but it was a constant, high-pitched, single tone SCREEE, and there was no smoke evident in the hall. I finally figured out that it was the roof alarm blasting and now the firemen were preparing to break into Larry's apartment with a sledge hammer. The creepy nieghbor from upstairs was standing in the stairwell between the fourth and fifth floors and, of all things, with a bowl of ice cream in his hands, calmly eating while watching the firemen batter poor Larry's door down. The creepy guy was whining, "Could you shut off the alarm?" CREEP! To their credit the firemen conducted their emergency work ignoring him. They must see all kinds. I just turned away. He makes me sick. So self-centered. I began to assume that Larry had fallen or had had a relapse of his miasthina gravis (spelling?) and couldn't get up or maybe he called a nieghbor. After they broke that door down and looked inside, they informed me that he was fine and sitting calmly in his living room. I'm guessing he went onto the roof to jump off and had second thoughts. The man is so over whelmed. He wants a normal life but he can't even keep himself clean. I'd been giving him some tough-love advice that he must clean his clothes and brush his teeth or no one will hire him or want to be around him. I told him he needs a housekeeper and that maybe he needs to face reality and seek an adult care home before his money runs out. Well, I haven't heard from him since. I hope he gets a grip. I don't know how I can help him.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

BEEN A ROUGH YEAR

My postings are really far and few between. Teaching was difficult yet rewarding this year. But, bummer, my position has been eliminated for next year. Consolidation and budget cuts and all that. Actually, they are phasing out the middle school in my school for the replacement of a charter school which will come in fully formed and occupy our floor. We thought we were going to the third floor to continue our middle school; the agenda was really to replace us. On hindsight I should have seen the handwriting on the wall. The numbers just didn't add up. But I was occupied trying to be a technology teacher. So now I am to be a self-contained Special Education teacher to 7th and 8th graders. Not really what I want. I've got to make lemon-aid out of this somehow. All the excitement I generated for myself for the summer has fizzled. I'd intended to write curriculum for technology class; now I have to devise how to showcase myself as a content area teacher integrating technology into the content areas. This could work to my benefit if only I could love it more. Also, I have to secure my certification with a video this year and my masters. So keep posted boys and girls. I will be blogging in!!!

Saturday, February 11, 2006

HEY YOU, NON-EXISTENT READERS!!!!!

You may have noticed I haven't been blogging much lately or at all! I've been a space cadet. Work - home - sleep - workhomesleepworkhomesleep. That sort of life. Also this computer has been in pieces while my geek son tries to install linux to his newly built mega-max computer. There is a glitch. He can't get a download to work from burned disk.