Nov. 3, 2009 - Free Holiday Idea Book-180 pages-Recipes, Crafts, Articles and More
Has been a long time posting.
I am reorganizing here :) Have a new header and such.
I plan to devote this blog to teaching and homeschooling ideas.
Speaking of which . . . two resources you are going to love!!
Autumn Treasures - we still have beautiful foliage here--so still a great time to do this unit study/lapbook!
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Dec. 23, 2008 - Guess What This Is?
DS16 and I went to Greece this past fall. It was quite fun. I sat between him and my mother for 10 hours on the flight over.
Now, I don't mind sitting in the middle, but I hate it when the person in front reclines all the way - especially if they are in the bulk head and already have extra leg room.
My brother and his wife went too. They were on the same flight out of JFK. They sat in first class. DS and I were going to go up there and mooch an extra pack of caviar or something, but were stopped at the "division of the classes" curtain. We weren't allowed up there - imagine. Like we were some sort of lowly riff-raff. My brother heard the ensuing "scuffle" as DS and I wrestled the flight attendant to the ground. He turned around just as we were letting her stand back up - he just smiled and waved a Miss America wave. I wanted to do the really mature thing and make a raspberry noise at him or something.
Boy, talk about getting my feathers ruffled. They were already mushed from being in the middle and having some ladies head in my lap for 7 hours, but to be denied the ability to mooch some smoked salmon off my brother and make him feel guilty for not switching seats with me or at least our elderly mother, well that just stuck in my craw. And, to have him give me that Miss America wave. Well! I was not going to share the trail mix I had stashed in my carry on with him! He' d miss out on all those yummy almonds and M and Ms.
The movies were ok. There was some weird foreign film about a guy who comes home and there's some couple living in his apartment. This is how that movie experience went - the movie played for about 8 minutes and they stopped it and restarted.
Then, it played over, from the beginning - another 8 minutes. Stop. Restart. Another 8 minutes Stop. Restart.
By then, the riff raff in fourth class was throwing ice at the flight attendants and boo'ing.
We really hissed when they announced that someone in First Class was having electrical problems. Like the 4th class herds really care about the spoiled travelers in the First Class cabin.
Well, they finally just let the movie run. And, about 15 minutes later my brother comes back, all smiling cuz his legs aren't cramped, no one has their head in his smoke salmon, and he says, "Man, the worst thing has happened! Our electrical doesn't work. We're the only people in first class with no lights, no headphones".
I said, "Are you the spoiled first classer that has made us watch the weird opening to this completely odd movie, like 8 times? And you didn't even bring your poor mother and sister an extra pack of smoked almonds or nothin'?"
And, now everyone in 4th class knew that we were related to the cause of this huge inconvenience. We threw him back over to the other side of the "division of the classes" curtain. Yes, we sent his spoiled self packing. HMPH!
Since this was about 102 hour trip, they played gobs of movies. One of them was the new Get Smart. It was kinda goofy, but there were some hilarious parts.
Now, when you wear those headsets, you really can't hear how loud you're laughing. And, DS16 and I, well, we like a good laugh just as much as the next person. And, we tended to laugh out loud at a few parts and kinda talked to each other while laughing, "Oh, man, that's hilarious." you know, that kinda mother-son banter. And, apparently, at the top of our lungs.
Well, when we finally disembsarked, after about 154 hours, we're riding this bus to the terminal in Athens and this lady says, "Oh, you were the people laughing really loudly at the movie."
I really wanted to say, "yeah, so?" But, I pulled my mature 48 year old, mother-setting-an-example self together, looked at my son, and we busted out laughing about the fake swordfish going through a window.
So, are you still with me? I thought I'd post a few photos of the trip...maybe one per entry. Check this out...it was on the island of Lesvos, in a little fishing village tucked away in some bay. They were drying this octopus outside a restaurant on the water.
(copyright disclaimer: thou shalt not control c/control v photos off my blog)
No, we didn't eat octopus. My son did eat goat one night.
Explain this, the boy won't eat spaghetti sauce, but will eat goat. Tell me, where is the reasoning in this?
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Apr. 19, 2007 - Code For Disabling Copy Function On Your Blog
I have to thank Amber for setting this up for me....it prevents anyone from right clicking on your blog and photos and saving them to their pc.
I have put the characters &^% in 3 places to keep the code from executing in this message..
UPDATED: Please email me if you want a copy of this...not all of the code is showing...cuz it's executing! Computers! They're too logical :)
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