If you teach school . .

I got a new room this year - and it's a lot like moving into a new house - you have years of stuff to sort through.

But I'm getting there - I have only a 14 inch stack of files left to go through. I've tossed a lot of stuff - I should be so vicious here at home - we'd be rattling around if I could!!

But I found a page from a page-a-day calendar that said,

"If you teach school, you annoy your family, friends, and perfect strangers by correcting their grammar."

So before I toss it, I thought I'd share it with you.

It's fairly accurate I must say!!

Today's Quote

There are lots of quotes at Clifton - Counselor's Corner has one each day. And so does the daily up date - called "Need to Know" - so I'm drowning in quotes.

Some are quite good. Some are so-so. And some leave something to be desired.

Today's is one that goes in the first category: "Admitting that you are wrong is just another way of saying that you are wiser today than yesterday."

They didn't credit anyone with it. But I like what it says. I have a hard time admitting I'm wrong. Not to myself, but to others.

Looked at this way, it seems like it might be more palatable.

And accurate!

Words of Wisdom

There's a daily feature at my school - at the close of the morning announcements, we have "Counselor's Corner" where one of the counselors comes on with some sage advice.

Friday's offering was pretty good:

Yoda: "Do or do not. There is no try."

I'm not sure the kids got it - at least not the kids in my first period class. The counselor said it "begs the question regarding the elements of action."

So what do you think it means?

What's wrong with this picture??

So what do you notice? The presence of a dish drainer on the drainboard!
Yes, the dishwasher stopped running. The repairman came and told us the motor was rusted - had to be replaced. Some kind of "silent" leak did the damage.

Of course the motor costs as much as a new dishwasher. What is this about "planned obsolesence? (There's a red line under that word - but it's too late to go look it up! Forgive me!!)

But our good friend Jim - of Mac's Auto - has taken up wood-working as a hobby and made us this lovely cutting board.

So all is not lost in the kitchen.

One of these days we'll have enough time to go look at dishwashers. Or I may give up and go myself. But then it may sit in the carport for a month til Dad has time to install it.

Meanwhile, I'm battling dishpan hands.

Would you believe 1963 - that's a lot of years ago!!

Joy sent me this shot - I don't even remember the occasion - but that is me!! Do you love my cool sunglasses??This is a 45 year old photo - that makes it vintage!!

I'll send a photo when my vintage shoes - that I got in one of the NieNie auctions - arrive.

They look to be about 30 years old - relative newcomers I'd say!!

Aging - who knew it would become a way of life!

Aging gracefully

All this talk from Eliza about pixie cuts got me thinking about the pixie cuts I used to get on a pretty regular basis. In fact, I didn't grow my hair any longer until I went away to BYU and my roommates encouraged me.

And I do not necessarily wake up in the morning and get surprised that I no longer look like this.

But I do often get a jolt when I see a photograph of myself - and wonder where the years went!


Anna May and I were discussing this today - how the mirror image is always a surprise to us.

I was reminded of a time many years ago - close to 40 years ago - when Dad and I lived with Helen and Pop for a couple of months the summer after we were married. Grandmother Taylor was living there too, and she usually took naps on the chaise lounge in the sun room. Often I would see her staring at her arms and hands when she awoke. Helen said, "I think she's been dreaming about a long ago time and she's surprised to see how old her skin looks."


I think I can identify with that! (This is Grandmother Taylor holding Karen.)

But my curls have certainly remained pretty much intact!! (I had long hair for most of the time you kids were growing up - and long hair pulls the curls out - the best feature of longer locks I might add!) (Except that doesn't explain why I got perms - at least I don't get them anymore!!)


Those curls just want to have their own way!!

And I think I've lost my eyebrows too!!