I would like to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. Please, enjoy your family today. Even if it’s a small gathering. Also, take the time to say a prayer and be grateful for everything that you have. Most importantly, don’t forget to wear your eating dress or eating pants and eat until your heart’s content! Have a great day!!!
As of 12:55 p.m. today, I am on mini- vacation. I am so happy that I don’t have to do anything for 4 days. I’m not hosting Thanksgiving this year, so I have tons of free time on my hand. I am going to sleep in tomorrow- probably until 8 a.m., then I’m going over my mother-in-law’s house. I’m going to eat myself silly, then come home and sleep like a baby. So, I will post on the weekend. Bye for now!
I really hate getting gas. I will wait until my husband is in the car with me and conveniently stop. That way, he has to pump it. Pretty slick, huh? Well, today didn’t lessen my disdain for stopping at the gas station. In fact, it increased it. Why, you ask? Well, since you asked so nicely, I will tell you.
I knew that I needed gas, but thought I could put it off, since, you know, I hate stopping at the gas station. Well, since I was right on E, I knew that I wouldn’t even make it to work. So, I had to stop. I get out. It’s freezing, my heater stopped working yesterday for some reason. Not only that, but my blinkers are on the fritz. Even so, I have people at work waiting for me, so I go. At least I tried to. I stop at the local 76, pump my gas and prepare to leave. The only problem is that I somehow managed to waster gas all over my cute self. I hadn’t worn this skirt since earlier in the year. I lost a little weight, so it actually fit pretty good. Anyway, there was no way in H.E. double hockey sticks that I was going in to work smelling like gas. So, I went home. At this point it was already 7:25. Once I would have taken a bath and put on another outfit, there was no way I was getting out of the house before 8:00.
“What’s the point,” I thought. Screw it! I’m getting back in bed. So, that’s what I did. I got back in bed. I woke up about 12:30. I got some well deserved rest. That’s it. That’s all there is to tell. Bye for now!
I am so sorry I have been neglecting you. I haven’t written in a couple of days because I’ve been so tired lately. There’s just so much on my plate right now. At home, Phillise’s cheering is so intense. Her team is preparing for Nationals in January and the practice is really demanding. At school, we are going through WASC accreditation (Is that redundant?) and it’s a little stressful. I do not feel ready for it. I’ve been stressed out. As a result, my body is betraying me. As I write this, I have a heating pad on my back. This job is really taking all of my energy. So, I am going to get some rest and enjoy my downtime this weekend.
The only thing that’s bothering me is that I really wish I would have remembered to bring my umbrella home since Phillise is cheering for her team tomorrow morning @ 9:30 a.m. and there’s a possibility of rain. Hopefully it won’t rain. After the game’s done, I am going to do a little grocery shopping, a little cooking and call it a day! To add to that, I’m really tired and achy from exercise, so I am done for today. Bye for now!
This is from my workshop with Math whiz Kim Sutton. There are six guiding principles in math:
- ALL math is based on patterns.
- The language of mathematics is spoken here. (Teach students the use of mathematics terms early.)
- Math is filled with constants. (2 x 1 will always be 2 x 1)
- There are no accidents in math.
- Math is the pursuit of laziness. (Teach them the long way first. Once they get that, teach them the short cut.)
- Mathematics teaches the power to persevere.
- Know your stuff,
- Know who you’re stuffing,
- Stuff them elegantly
|The United States Holocaust Memorial Museum cordially invites you to attend the2011 LOS ANGELES DINNER
FEATURING GERDA WEISSMANN KLEIN
TUESDAY, DECEMBER 13
Beverly Hilton Hotel
9876 Wilshire Boulevard
Beverly Hills, California5:30 p.m. Cocktail reception
6:45 p.m. DinnerJoin us in honoring Holocaust survivor Gerda Weissmann Klein, who was just 15 years old when the German army invaded her hometown of Bielsko, Poland. In 1945, Gerda was liberated by the Fifth Infantry Division of the US Army after a death march. One of her liberators, a young GI named Kurt Klein, would become her beloved husband of over 55 years.
Now an acclaimed author whose autobiography All But My Life has been in print for 54 years, the subject of the Emmy and Academy Awards winning documentary One Survivor Remembers, an accomplished humanitarian, and the recipient of the Presidential Medal of Freedom, Gerda exemplifies the tenacity of the human spirit and the values the Museum was established to protect.
Tickets are $500 per person.
RSVP by December 2 at www.ushmm.org/events/2011losangelesdinner/.