Archive for March, 2008
Mar 31 2008
My Weekend Snapshot is here, due to the following:
So, I upgraded to WP 2.5 yesterday. I thought it went off without a hitch!
Until.. I begin my first post since upgrading. I find that I can’t insert any photos. I can upload into the Gallery, but it won’t show the thumbnails and I can’t do anything with them.
I can see them in the Media Library with the Thumbnails.
I’m getting very frustrated! I deactivated ALL my plugins, but it made no difference.
OK Internet – what am I missing?? HELP!!!
Mar 30 2008
As you can see, I am in a ‘Dogwood Daze’ state of mind! Thanks so much for stopping by today to say ‘Hello’ and share a moment with me!
4. Joyce T.
|5. maryt/the teach
7. One Moer Believer
10. James Steerforth
Mar 29 2008
I am still enjoying the lovely blooms of the Dogwoods. Spring in Southern Georgia! This is how The Swamp says “Good Morning” to me each day!
Thanks so much for stopping by! I hope you and yours have a wonderful weekend.
Want more Georgia? The Georgia Blog Carnival is open for your reading enjoyment over at Paw Paw Bill’s place.
2. Hootin’ Anni
4. Dragonheart & Merlin
7. Tamy ~ 3 Sides of Crazy
10. Barbara H.
12. Criz Lai
14. Untraditional home
15. ellen b
18. Alice Audrey
19. Munchkin Mommy
22. Mama meji
|25. Secret Agent Mama
28. Patricia (Pollywog Creek)
29. david mcmahon
31. maryt/the teach
Mar 28 2008
This weekend is the Home & Garden Show at the James H Rainwater Conference Center. I attended last year brimming with excitement, only to be disappointed. To be fair, I lived in Lakeland, FL prior to moving to Valdosta, GA and Lakeland’s annual show puts this one to shame. I keep forgetting this is Hicksville, comparatively speaking.
We’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto.
I may still attend, depending on how long I stay at the new Nuresry I just found out about. It’s acre after acre after acre of splendid plants, shrubs and trees. It is kind of weird for some, I know, but I just love this kind of stuff.
I’m told they have an entire greenhouse full of Orchids!
I’m also hoping to find a few dogwoods and a perhaps some other lovelys. It’s my version of other’s Yard Sales or Malls. I just love things that grow!
Want more Georgia? The Georgia Blog Carnival is open for your reading enjoyment over at Paw Paw Bill’s.
Mar 27 2008
Now, before you read this I want to assure you that this is not my opinion of ALL teachers. I happen to have 2 teachers in my immediate family who absolutely love teaching and both of them are brilliant and gifted educators! I also have friends who are College Professors and even a fellow Wine Taster who happens to be Dean of Students at a wonderful university. As a general rule I have the deepest respect and the highest regard for teachers, cops, firefighters and our military. In my opinion, they are all undervalued, and I don’t mean just monetarily. However, as is true with any profession or field, there are exceptions to the general rule. No matter where you go, you will always find “them”. So don’t get crazy on me!!
A few years ago I was looking for a full time employee. I needed someone to do shipping and receiving as well as my ink mixing. For the benefit of those of you who’ve never worked in the Graphic Arts or Printing Industry, this basically means opening the book to the specific formula and figuring what percentages of each of the 2, 3 or 4 colors of ink are needed for a pound of that particular ink color. Yeah, this is not Rocket Science.
One of my customers asked me to consider an acquaintance of his for the position. After interviewing him, and despite his teaching degree and 20 years of experience teaching 4th grade in the Fort Lauderdale Public School System, I hired him. He was overqualified, but he needed a job and I needed someone I could depend on.
During his first week I assigned him a task I am confident could adequately be completed by an average 10 year old. I know this to be true because my own niece had done it several times. After giving him the 10 minute instructions and having him observe me mixing while reviewing over a few days, I asked him to mix a pound of ink on his own.
Much to my astonishment, this man, this teacher of our precious youth, had no idea how to calculate percentages! It’s not as though there wasn’t a calculator just to the right of him. Needless to say we never progressed to multiplying for 2 or more pounds or (Heaven Forbid!) fractions. Oh, I am totally serious.
As a footnote, I will mention that I ignored my better judgment when I overlooked the errors he made filling out the application. In hindsight, I discovered he also wasn’t skilled in reading or writing either.
Note to self: First Impressions and Gut Instincts are never again to be disregarded.
How long did he remain in my employ, you ask? He quit after 2 weeks. Apparently, I have unreasonable expectations.
And now, in the tradition of one of my favorite bloggers, a joke. Empress Bee
said I could borrow has no idea I’m using this, but it is so true that I had to post it, along with the above story from my own personal experience.
Thanks, Miss Bee! You’re a real Georgia Peach!
1. Teaching Math in Florida in the 1950s:
A guy sells a truckload of alligator hides for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?
2. Teaching Math in Florida 1960s:
A guy sells a truckload of alligator hides for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
3. Teaching Math in Florida 1970s:
A guy sells a truckload of alligator hides for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?
4. Teaching Math in Florida 1980s:
A guy sells a truckload of alligator hides for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
5. Teaching Math in Florida 1990s:
A guy goes into a beautiful swamp to get alligators and messes it all up because he is selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of $20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the fish and other alligators and birds feel as the guy messes up their homes? (There are no wrong answers, and if you feel like crying, it’s ok.)
6. Teaching Math in Florida 2008:
Un individuo vende un camión del cocodrilo oculta para $100. Su coste era $80. ¿Cuánto él hace?
Mar 25 2008
Today is my brother John’s funeral. The Service should be over in just a few minutes, actually. I did not attend, partly because our parents live with me here in Georgia and the services are in New England. They are just not up to the trip, emotionally or physically. It is too much for them to fathom, too much to face. Truth be told, I have never been one to attend funerals. If they were held months or even seasons past the pain and emotion, perhaps. But not so soon.
This is the last Family Portrait where all of eight children and our parents were all together. It was taken at SisterDear3’s wedding, so I’m estimating it was 22 years ago or so. We were planning a new one for this summer.
MotherDear asked me to sign John’s Online Guestbook on behalf of our youngest brother who cannot attend. I searched for a poem I thought would suit them both. As I reread it, it makes me sweetly sad. I think they would both approve.
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
By Christina Rossetti with thanks to The Poetry Foundation