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Er, well, not exactly. Actually, if I'd have known then what I know now, I'd have taken a lot better care of my teeth.

Turning 50 is good. Lots better than 40, which was about the time I was diagnosed with breast cancer.

At the beginning of the school year I told my students that if they ever want to know my age, they needed to ask me on my birthday. "Happy birthday Ms. White! How old are you?" This year only one student wished me a happy birthday. Hee hee hee. We'll see how many ask on Wednesday after the long weekend. Their surprise is very flattering. If I look 10 years younger than I am, that's not a bad thing. Earlier this year one of my snarky girls said I had to be 30. As if that were old. Ha ha giggle giggle laugh laugh.

Snirkle snirkle... It's been a good birthday with family and friends.
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Every once in a while, about this time of year, some of the local fauna wind up caught in the glue traps we have in the basement. Spiders mostly, and they're all year round, but occasionally a little snake finds itself stuck. This evening I spent the better part of twenty minutes rubbing mineral oil on a glue trap, helping one of these unfortunates get loose. Normally, this is not a problem. This time, however, I'm not quite sure what kind of little snake I've rescued. I know what garter snakes look like, but this one had a different shape to its head, and a very distinct neck. It's possible I may have let loose a baby diamond back rattler. The markings were about right, but it was so small, I couldn't tell for sure. It had no rattle and behaved like any other snake that'd been stuck in a glue trap for hours or even days.

Ok, call me Ellie May. I have a soft spot for critters. Poor thing will probably just wind up as breakfast for some bird, but I couldn't bring myself to kill it, even though it might have been a diamond back rattler.
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Have finally read all the Harry Potter books. Interesting. I've heard lots of pro and con about JK Rowling's series and must admit it's kind of a relief to have finished the whole lot of them for myself. Rowling put an incredible amount of work into this story.

Seems to me to be in the same vein as LotR and Narnia - alternate realities where the battle between good and evil is fought in a manner much differently than what is considered acceptable in the Real World. Brings to mind a statement made by Aragorn in The Two Towers - "Good and Ill have not changed since yesteryear; nor are they one thing among Elves and Dwarves and another among Men."

Not sure I'll be reading it again, but I'm glad I at least read it once.
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Lately I've been wondering what I might want to do after teaching. Eventually I'll have had enough of my dears and darlings, though right now with this economy, I'm in no rush to change occupations.

Last night I spent an hour sewing on a project I said I'd do for a friend. Her mother made her a quilt and it was showing signs of extreme disrepair. I've had it for at least 2 years so it's about time... Anyway, I was sewing along and suddenly the lightbulb fell out of my sewing machine. Not only was it difficult to see what I was doing without the direct illumination, but it was down right irritating!!! The aging Bernina'd never done that before, but after a few seconds the bulb was cool enough to poke back into place. Sewed along again until it was time to pin some other parts together, and turned off the light. Plop. This happened 5 or 6 times, and suddenly, I remembered my old Uncle Leslie, the industrial sewing machine repairman. I'd worked with him at Langdon Awnings Co. for a while after high school and learned a few pointers. This little toy wasn't going to get away with dropping its bulb indiscriminately!!! 3 screwdrivers, a pair of pliers and an L-wrench later, the bulb was firmly in its place and not going to go anywhere until I told it to. And now I understand why the bulb was broken when we got this thing used...

Taking apart that little Bernina was kinda fun. Such little toy sewing machines cannot defeat me! Hee hee hee. Mentioned this little escapade to the Dad today and he asked if I'd looked through Uncle Leslie's stuff in the shed lately. No. I had not. He said there was a stack of Singer sewing machine service manuals for industrial machines. I said, "Gimme. I'm salivating." This could be the beginning of a future career. :^D
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If I was a fan before, I certainly am now. On a whim, I bought a dvd of Roman Holiday and watched it, rather nonplussed. Then I watched one of the special features - an interview of Audrey after her screen test in which they asked her about her ballet training. She revealed that during WW2, she gave dance performances to raise money for the resistance. When the interviewer asked what the Germans thought about that, she smiled her lovely demure smile and said, "The Germans didn't know about it."

Come to think of it, Christopher Lee was active for the resistance too, only in a more vigorous fashion, according to Peter Jackson.

Memorial Day is for soldiers who gave their lives for freedom, but it's also a good time to remember those backing them up. Let's hope we never need any more Audreys to dance and Christophers to, well, do whatever it was that caused him to find out what people sound like when they're stabbed in the back.
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Your rainbow is strongly shaded indigo and brown.


What is says about you: You are a deep thinking person. You appreciate cities, technology, and other great things people have created. You feel closer to people when you understand their imperfections. Friends count on you for being honest and insightful.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.

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Memed from Lothicat...


1. Laura
2. Laura Beth
3. Ms. White
4. Teachair!
5. halavana
6. hal


1. Chinese jacket
2. black shirt
3. glasses


1. tea
2. 2 tylenol
3. sleep!


1. haul lions (lion dance costumes & drum)
2. eat din
3. write stories


1. Loth
2. Dad
3. Mom


1. go to church
2. write stories
3. laundry


1. green tea, any temperature
2. lemonade
3. Barq's root beer


1. Nimbo in my face
2. lion dancers performing to welcome prom guests
3. Shado, in the middle of the floor, again
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In watching some of my classic movies, I've discovered a few familiar names and faces. Anyone else is welcome to mention others.

Dr. Zhivago - Mark Eden as the Engineer (I know him from the Peter Whimsey series as Inspector Parker.

Hamlet - Timothy Spall as either Rosencrantz or Guildenstern
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you are lightcyan

Your dominant hues are green and blue. You're smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people's conflicts well.

Your saturation level is very low - you have better things to do than jump headfirst into every little project. You make sure your actions are going to really accomplish something before you start because you hate wasting energy making everyone else think you're working.

Your outlook on life is very bright. You are sunny and optimistic about life and others find it very encouraging, but remember to tone it down if you sense irritation.
the spacefem.com html color quiz
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Bought a book on Amazon last week and it arrived in the mail today. "Understanding Fundamentalism: Christian, Islamic and Jewish Movements," by Richard Antoun, got my attention when an article about the death of the author appeared on the news. He was killed by a grad student from Saudi Arabia.

" 'An important part of what he did was to show Middle Eastern people as human beings with emotions just like our own,' said Donald Quataert, a professor of history at BU who had worked with Antoun since 1986."

And it cost him. So I bought his book, in defiance of the nut-job that killed him. He may not have very much positive to say about Christians, but critique is useful nonetheless. May he rest in peace.
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In those moments when life seems ugly and grim, for those brave enough to venture into the realm of the cute...


Thanx to the brother Rob for pointing this out to me. Of course if you don't like it, it's his fault - that it's on my livejournal page? hee hee hee...
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When I turned 18 and registered to vote for the first time, they asked me which party I wanted to claim. I'd been thinking about this for a while. At first I thought, Lincoln was a Republican. That sounds good. Then I though, Will Rogers said, "I am a member of no organized political party. I'm a Democrat." That sounded even better, so I registered as a Democrat.

Time passed and stuff happened. Robert Byrd choking on his conscience convinced me that I was in the wrong political party, so I switched from conservative Democrat to moderate Republican. Right now I'm not very pleased with any party, Republican, Democrat or Libertarian, so I'm thinking about going Independent. Still might, but the more I find out about Lincoln, the more I like and respect the guy. Maybe I'll start referring to the GOP as the PoL. The way stuff happens and things change, who knows how things will be in the next century. If we last that long.


Oct. 31st, 2009 11:23 am
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Watched a remarkable movie last night called "Defiance." Daniel Craig & Liev Schriber were the stars, among numerous stars of Eastern European countries. It's about 4 brothers who survived the Nazi takeover of Bellorusse. Was already a fan of Liev Schriber, but must now confess to being a Daniel Craig fan. As long as they keep finding these little stories of people who defied Hitler without becoming like him, I'll keep buying the DVDs. This is an excellent addition to my History of the Shoah collection.
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Found this really cool website that shows how children's eye colors are determined. I've been writing this story in which a family has one green eyed child about every generation and was wondering if that was possible. Well, thanks to the Eye Color Calculator


I found out that, yes, it is possible. Pretty cool.
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*Sigh* The tummy has finally caught up with Friday's dinner. There's this relatively new restaurant called Ghengis Grill. Yum. Going out to eat should always be this much fun. Even ran into one of my former students working there. I had the Mongo BBQ. Nummy. Loth allowed me to drag her along for this little culinary experiment. Ever since I first saw this place, I've wanted to check it out. Now that it's been checked, I'm thinking I'd like to pay it an occasional visit. Good restaurants should be kept in business.
*contemplates what to stir up next time...*
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Sometimes I wonder if anyone in Britain still reads CS Lewis' space trilogy. Found the following in a Telegraph.co.uk article...

The scheme, called the Liverpool Care Pathway (LCP), was designed to reduce patient suffering in their final hours.
Developed by Marie Curie, the cancer charity, in a Liverpool hospice it was initially developed for cancer patients but now includes other life threatening conditions.
It was recommended as a model by the National Institute for Health and Clinical Excellence (Nice), the Government’s health scrutiny body, in 2004.

If they had read "That Hideous Strength" they'd probably be less likely to use that acronym because of the National Institute for Co-ordinated Experiments. Not a nice organization to share initials with.
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Must confess to being a fan of the graduated class of '09 at EHS. There are some amazing individuals in that group of people. An example would be the 9 buys who ran a relay from Wichita to Washington DC last summer and intend to run again next summer, only from San Francisco to DC. They're either very committed, or slightly insane, or maybe both. Anyway, they need support, so if anyone would like to help them raise awareness of the situation in Darfur, their website is:

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Our first day back after summer vacation went relatively uneventfully today. I'd been in my classroom every morning for a week previously, so there wasn't such a horrendous load of stuff to do and the afternoon spent in meetings wasn't as onerous. My colleague, with whom I had a conflict last May, and I had a little talk. Seems she'd spent the summer thinking about the whole thing and decided she may have overreacted. We apologized to each other and left it at that. But the friendship is over. We can work together, but I won't seek her out like I used to. Something has shifted, and I don't know how to fix it. It's one of those life lessons, I guess. Words, once said, can't be taken back. They can be apologized for, and the apology accepted, but there's no way to go back to the way things were before they were said.

Considering the number of times I've been the culprit, which at least equal if not exceed the number of times I've been the injured party, you'd think I'd have learned by now, after almost 50 years of life, not to take things so much to heart. Someone I didn't care about so much couldn't have done such damage. My students have said meaner things, but I consider the source and forget it, or at least discard it into the pile in the back of the archives of my experience, for use later in cautionary tales.

Once again, thanks for listening.
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Found this in my copy of The Portable World Bible, "From the Works of Chuang Tze"...

The Yellow Emperor went to see Tao upon the Chu-tz'u Mountain with 6 of his counselors. On reaching the wilds of Hsiang-cheng, these 7 sages lost their way and found no one to ask for directions. Eventually they fell in with a boy who was grazing horses and asked him, "Do you know the way to the Chu-tzu Mountain?"
"I do," replied the boy.
"And can you tell us where Tao abides?"
"I can," replied the boy.

"This is a strange lad," cried the Yellow Emperor. "Not only does he know where the Chu-tzu Mountain is, but also know where Tao abides! Come tell me, pray, how would you govern the empire?"
"I should govern the empire," said the boy, "just the same as I look after my horses. What else should I do?"

"Of course," said the Yellow Emperor, "government is not your trade. Still I should be glad to hear what you would do."

The boy declined to answer, but on being again urged, cried out, "What difference is there between governing the empire and looking after horses? See that no harm comes to the horses, that is all!"

Thereupon, the Emperor prostrated himself before the boy; and addressing him as Divine Teacher, took his leave.

Seems to me that harm is coming to the horses, worldwide. Maybe modern governments should take the advice of the horse herder...
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