tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61224062012-05-12T19:12:41.064-05:00jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14304575920459749677noreply@blogger.comBlogger561125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122406.post-22344524047989894542006-08-01T19:55:00.000-05:002007-10-28T19:56:52.320-05:00

This blog has moved. If you haven't already found it (I know most of you have!), please email me (address is at the bottom of the page) and let me know you'd like the address.Thanks!

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Thursday: Worked. Came home. Worked at home. Cleaned. Talked on the phone. Slept.Friday: Wished I didn't have to work Monday, as my coworker quit today. Talked on the phone. Slept.Saturday: Did laundry. Cleaned. Did nothing much but act like a vegetable. Talked on the phone. Slept.Sunday: Hung out with family. Talked on the phone. Slept.Monday: Worked. Came home. Worked at

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AKA Ponder Internally for a Minute:Who can go one whole day without the internet? Not when you are out in the woods and haven't brought your laptop and can't get on but when it's right there, in front of you, and you could do it if you really wanted to?Who can imagine themselves doing that? Going an entire day without checking their email once?Without commenting on a blog?Without checking out

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hooizz: If you come back to the blogging world, good luck in your "new" home town and I hope things go the way you wish them to.Nicholas: Thanks for the comment and I look forward to hearing from you! Good luck to you and your beloved and, most of all, I'll be praying for you as you step forth in ths new covenent of three.Dena, Misty, Kim, Ziggy, Sheila, Mom, Dad, etc.: You know how to find

jessnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122406.post-1147749959248696372006-05-15T22:21:00.000-05:002006-06-27T16:03:46.776-05:00

Even though I don't believe teachers should be their students first or only moral educators, I do believe that we still hold a responsibility as role models for students.That said, how can a teacher think this is a good idea? Not only was fiction writing not a part of his class in any way, shape, or form but he also required them to name a victim, according to our local news.He has apologized to

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Potential blog move:What I'm requesting below is actual opinions on experiences with blogging services that anyone has used. I've been checking into many different ones and just am wanting to know, before I do any moves, people's opinions on the providers so I know about ones they've used or checked into. Cost is indeed a factor but it is one I've already checked into extensively myself so I'm

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Hmmmmm...I'm debating some migration of the blog in the near future but am not sure if it's for me. Without giving away the site I'm debating moving to, anyone have pros and cons of importing/exporting from one to another? (If anyone has experience or comments on their own move, I'd appreciate knowing from and to where they moved, why, and how they rated the ease, change in features, etc.

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My local news was doing a story on the March of Dimes, who apparently helped fund research that assisted a couple whose daughter was born premature.How premature?According to the newscaster: "She was born 11 months premature."

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I have a pet peeve that is becoming clearer every day. Today, I had the blessed experience of hearing someone talk snidely about a personality trait in one person while they themselves are the exact. same. way. And she went on to prove it by lying about several things and blaming everyone but herself for not doing her job just moments later.How do you get to be in your 40s and still have the

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Twenty-six days left. It's surprising how the proximity of marrying your best friend and then moving several hundred miles from your friends and family makes you evaluate your life a bit.For one, I'm going through storage and closets, finding bits of myself and others hidden here and there. Old cards, letters, class notes, receipts. Most things I'm tossing, pitching, throwing out. It's a bit

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I have started posting a few pics here and there on my photoblog again, for those interested. (People shown in photos have given their explicit permission to be blogged before I posted them.)

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It was interesting to see this post by hooizz right after Neal and I had a discussion about whether I should put our engagement photos on here. (Both because I've not had discernable photographs of myself on here and because one commenter on the post above it speaks of a taller man making her feel "feminine" and Neal is quite a bit bigger than I am [which is shown by the picture of him carrying

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I made an interesting discovery today while reading this post and then bits and pieces of my own blog. I am a master at revealing large pieces of myself without really revealing anything. I have known this for some time in my "real" life where I can seem open and talkative but people eventually realize how very little they really know me myself once they stop to think about it. The good side

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I was going to wait to write about something serious until I returned home next week after leaving tomorrow but I have to say this now, while I'm still fairly ticked off about it. (So. Read this and then go have some fun with the limerick post below, please. I might need some laughs after this...)I have seen the double standard work against me and I have seen it work in my favor. I am

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Okay, let's have some fun while I mull over some blog ideas that are shaping up in my head and I hope to write after my long weekend vacation. Until then, here's a challenge for you (or for me, depending on which you choose...)I am a limerick writer of long time. I remember my first (awful) limerick in third grade. In some circles, I came known as the girl who could write a limerick about

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I thought I was the only one who hadn't been around for a while and was feeling a bit guilty about not writing here or keeping up with some of my favorite bloggers.But now I see that you all are slacking!

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Perhaps I should just quit watching television because I'm picking up scary commercials left and right lately.Has anyone else seen the McDonald's commercial where the teacher meets his kids out late at night at McD's after they have all been out at a concert? And the teacher was crowd surfing?First of all, I've been that teacher, getting home just at four-thirty in the morning after driving to a

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A couple weeks ago, I found a couple posts that have led to a variety of thoughts. If you will allow me to be a bit random tonight, I'd like to discuss each in its own turn within one post just to get them off my mind and onto yours, if you will.The first one to catch my mind was one regarding digital picture-taking versus film. When I was younger, I had many issues with film. One was

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I have long been an advocate of advising everyone to learn a second language. Any second language is fine with me, actually, as long as assists English speakers in realizing that not everyone in the entire world speaks English. I've long hated the refusal to learn another because someone believes that everyone will eventually be speaking English. My example has always been, "Well, the French

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Last week, Neal and I spent part of the late night hours stuck in my basement (luckily I have one), watching movies on this very laptop while we listened to my all-weather radio and wondered if the nearby warnings of tornado-spotting would keep getting closer and closer or if we would once again gladly suffer near-misses like a few years ago. We came upstairs after the warning sirens died down

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Interesting ideas and new debate. It's interesting to hear, though, women backpedalling a bit when it comes to a man's choice after pregnancy is already on the table. Does this argument sound familiar to anyone else?Men have plenty of “say” over this decision—but it all happens before the pregnancy. They have “say” over the women with whom they choose to have sex. They have “say” over whether

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Another article, similar to this one (but shorter and...I can no longer find it in my list of links), made me sit down at my computer and search and search until I found this short story that I remember reading first in high school (on my own because I was/am a voracious reader). I remember reading that as a G/T student and wondering if this was where we were headed. Teaching AP English classes

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I have a hard time being wishy-washy about people. I am a naturally outgoing, friendly person. Sometimes, though, I so wish I could step back and be more cold, more aloof. I have a hard time being that. It's not in my nature. I want to like people and I want them to be comfortable around me.Sometimes, that works out well. I have a coworker who recently told me, "You are so easy to talk to.

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Where I now live: Temperature=70 degrees with clear skies. No wind.Where I'm moving to in three months: Temperature =32 degrees and overcast. Wind NE at 26 mph.Our high today was somewhere around 73 degrees. In the middle of winter. heheh We're having the weirdest winter ever this year.It's Illinois's way of saying, "We're sorry you're moving to the Frigid Northlands so we're giving you a

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Very appropriate title for two reasons.1. I've been told a lot recently that my evil laugh is the most evil they've ever heard. Apparently my evil laugh sends shivers and chills. *rubs hands together and gets a glint in her eye* Good.2. I laughed at my coworker for this:"I'm going to go give blood on break. I hope there's not a long line but it may take me a while.""What? No new piercings

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