Thursday, September 16, 2010

Everything happens for a reason...

Not sure where this came from but thought I'd share it anyway.

I believe everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they're right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

Little Sister

Little Sister
by Lana Pearson

My little sister is cute as a bug,
when we play together, I trip over the rug.

My little sister always makes a mess,
that's why I hate when she wears a dress!

My little sister always rides my bike,
so then I'm stuck riding her trike!

My little sister loves to go to the zoo,
when she smells the penguins, she says, "ugh!"

My little sister can be such a brat,
when I turn my back, she chases the cat!

My little sister can be really mean,
she even made my hair turn green!

My little sister looks just like Little Bo Peep,
she even has her own flock of sheep.

My little sister likes to sneak into my room,
so I chase her around with mom's broom!

My little sister can come in handy,
cuz people like to give her candy!

If I Had a Little Mouse

If I Had a Little Mouse
by Lana Pearson

If I had a little mouse,
I'd hide him from my cat.

If I had a little mouse,
I'd let him sit in my mat.

If I had a little mouse,
I'd buy him a cage.

If I had a little mouse,
People would ask me his age.

If I had a little mouse,
I'd give him a piece of cheese.

If I had a little mouse,
I'd hope he didn't have fleas!

If I had a little mouse,
I'd give him a bath.

If I had a little mouse,
He'd help me with my math.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

The Blind Date

The Blind Date
by Lana Pearson

  Stephanie sighed in relief as she got the last paper graded. It meant there was no work to take home and do over the weekend. She would have time to rest and relax before Monday. Stephanie enjoyed being a first grade teacher but some days it felt like a never-ending job. There were always papers to be graded, progress reports to fill out and lesson plans to make.
  Stephanie glanced at the clock and it read 4:30 p.m. Good, I have time to stop by the house and change clothes before I meet Diane and James for dinner. I wonder what James is like? Is he short or tall? Does he have light or dark hair? The only thing she did know was that he wrote children's books. Her friend, Diane, planned to introduce them to each other over dinner. Diane thought they would make a good match.
  Stephanie gathered up her purse and left her classroom. She met, Jane, a colleague in the hall, "Bye, Stepanie. Have a good weekend."
  "Thanks,see you on Monday."
  Stephanie changed into a flowered sundress then dabbed some perfume on her throat and wrists. She grabbed the directions to Guiseppe's off the top of her television. Diane and James planned to meet her at the restaurant.
  Thirty minutes later, Stephanie was close to tears and ready to bang her head against the steering wheel in frustration. I am lost, she thought, as she circled the same block for the third time. She pulled her car over to the side of the road to look at the directions again.
  I am going to be late if I don't figure out where I am soon. I don't want James to get the wrong impression of me if I show up late for our first date.
  Stephanie noticed a tall dark haired man coming down the sidewalk toward her. She locked her doors then rolled down her passenger window a few inches. She waited until he was even with her car before saying,"Excuse me? Could you please tell me how to find Guiseppes'?
  "Sure. You need to turn around and go back the way you came. Turn left at the first stop light. Guiseppe's will be on the right between the Sunshine Candle store and Sage Woman."
  "Thank you. I don't think I could have found it without your help." Stephanie smiled and waved at him, before she pulled away from the curb. She turned her car around and found the restaurant with a few minutes to spare.
  Stephanie told the waitress she was meeting some friends there and she took her to the table where Diane was seated. "I talked to James earlier and he said he may be late beause he planned on walking here. He only lives a few blocks away so he should get here soon. How was your week?"
  It was long and tiring. I'm ready for summer break. It's only two weeks away and I'm counting the down the days until they get here."
  "Good evening, ladies." Stephanie heard a familiar voice say from behind her. Her heart skipped a beat when she looked up to so the stranger standing at the table. She was glad to see him again.
  James, hi, I'm glad you're here." Diane said. She stood up and gave him a hug. "Stephanie, this is James." He shook Stephanie's hand before he sat down. Diane went on,"I'm sorry but I can't stay. Bob has a business dinner meeting tonight. He needs me to be there to act as the hostess. I know you two will have fun without me. Good night."
  "How long have you been a teacher?" James' question broke the silence Diane's abrupt departure had left.
  "This is my second year. I like it better than I did last year. I am more confident in what I am doing and it's made a difference in my teaching. Do you like being an author?"
  Yes, I do. I always knew I'd grow up to be a writer. It's in my blood. My parents are both fiction writers. Most of the people they were friends with were other writers so I was surrounded by them. I'd sit and listent to them plot stories and wrtie scenes. It was fascinating for me and I soaked it all in." James' blue eyes sparkled with warmth as he spoke.
  Stephanie was surprised at how comfortable she felt with James. I feel like I've knowh him forever. He didn't make her feel awkard as most men did.
 Stephanie found James to be a charming dinner companion. He made her laugh at his jokes and treated her like a lady. After they finished their meal, James asked her to go for a walk. "I need to walk more than I do. I sit at a computer too much. I need to try to keep my girlish figure." Stephanie laughed at the way James tried to make his voice sound like a woman's.
  It was still light outside when they left Guiseppe's although the sun had started to set. The temperature had dropped some so it was cooler out. A light breeze blew in their faces as they walked.
  They followed a walking trail behind the restaurant. Honeysuckle vines grew along both sides of the path. Stephanie breathed in the sweet aroma. "I love the smell of honeysuckle," she said." I also love this time of year when all the flowers are in bloom. I like to walk barefoot through the grass and feel how soft it is on the bottoms of my feet."
  "I enjoy this time of year, too. I find I have a harder time concentrating on writing. I would much rather be outside doing something." He gave Stephanie a boyish grin. "Don't tell anyone but I do sneak out to the park to play a little basketball."
  Stephanie was becoming more atttracted to James the longer she was in his company. He reached over and took her hand in his. Her skin tingled where their skin met. They walked hand in han back to her car. "Would you like to go out again next weekend?" His question thrilled her, maybe this means he attracted to me, too.
  "Yes, I'd love to" He bent down and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. He then opened her car door and helped her in. He then told her good night and shut the door.
  Stephanie drove home with thoughts of James on her mind. She couldn't wait until their next date. I'm glad Diane talked me into meeting him. He turned out to be more than I expected. I will call her tomorrow and thank her for introducing me to the man of my dreams...

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Lip Prints

I don't remember where I got this from, but it is too funny not to share!

Lip Prints

According to a radio report, a middle school in Oregon was faced with a unique problem. A number of girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it in on in the bathroom. After putting it on, they would press their lips to the mirror, leaving dozens of little lip prints.
  Finally the principal decided that something had to be done. She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with the janitor. She explained the lip prints were causing a major problem for the janitor, who had to clean the mirrors every night.
  To demonstrate how difficult it was for him to clean the mirrors, she asked the janitor to clean one in front of the girls. He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and then cleaned the mirror. Since then there have been no lip prints on the mirror.

 There are teachers, and then there are Teachers!!

Little Mouse

Once upon a time,
there lived a little mouse.
Inside a shoe box,
in a little boy's house.

She loved to go outside,
to run around and play.
But she had to wait
until the cat was far away.

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

What's New

It has been a while since I have posted on here. I have some great news! I got married back in May of this year. I'm happy to be married again. I spent ten years alone after my first husband and I divorced.

I have also started back to college again. I am hoping to get my teaching degree within the next few years. My husband,Pat, is proud of me and supports me going to school 100%! He is hoping once I get a teaching job, he can retire, plant a garden and take care of our home :)

I don't do as much writing as I used to do, not that I did a lot but I used to set aside time to do some writing. I have started a newsletter for the direct selling company that I am working. It has been taking a lot of my time plus having to write essays for the Comp II class I am taking.

This year has flown by. I work at a Wal-Mart part time and I only have 7 more paychecks til Christmas! I can't believe it is that close. I haven't even started my shopping yet. I guess I need to do that soon and get it over with, lol.

I had a dear friend pass away about a week and a half ago. She was 93 years old. She was a sweet lady who cared about others more than she did herself. She will be greatly missed by all of us.

My husband's dad passed away a week after he and I started dating. His mother had passed away a couple of years ago, so I didn't get to know my in-laws well at all. We go to dinner with his two brothers every other weekend so I have got to know them somewhat. I text and facebook with his sister since she lives in another state.

Well I'm going to try and post on here more often. I just need to get my brain in gear and start writing stories again!