<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568</id><updated>2011-07-30T08:40:52.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamrock Songs</title><subtitle type='html'>The blog home of an over 40 woman who is a Notre Dame grad, a Leap Year baby, a guidance counselor, a wife, and who keeps learning about life, people and herself.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-3745996650381126221</id><published>2010-11-01T17:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:56:12.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging everyday in November</title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://imperfectionperfectly.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; with a great blog (and one that is updated often) is doing the NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and I thought I would dust this off and have a few things to say this month. . .partially using her Tell the Truth which is 30 days of questions to use.  &lt;br /&gt;Today's is:  What do you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest thing I can think of during the school/work year is letting myself get over committed and upset when things seem to be piling up.  I forgot what is important. . .that I love my job, love what I do, the kids I work with, and each year try to be a better counselor.  I take continued learning very seriously and try each year to improve my skills, my time management and my ability to do what I want to do, and do it well.  When things go crazy. . .start of year, May, and usually right before the end of quarters. . .I tend to let myself get overwhelmed and end up having some sort of meltdown.  I want to be able to take a deep breath and cope better, but I don't always.  I can, and I want to be better at traveling through the stress times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-3745996650381126221?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3745996650381126221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=3745996650381126221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3745996650381126221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3745996650381126221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2010/11/blogging-everyday-in-november.html' title='Blogging everyday in November'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-7792092556444858318</id><published>2009-10-24T12:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:17:07.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phones</title><content type='html'>I recently read a few posts about people who don't like to talk on the phone and prefer to email or text.  And thought I would put a few thoughts out there as well.  I do screen phone calls to see if its a telemarketer but unless I am hugely busy with my hands deep into something messy, I will answer any phone call from family or friends, and of course work for the most part.  Maybe its because my parents are older, my brothers and families live far or maybe its because I have missed a few important phone calls in the past when a friend's husband was gravely ill, and I wasn't able to be there for her immediately, but I feel like if someone calls me, they want to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do enjoy emailing updates to friends and family across the country occaisionally, and I do use email or texts for quick questions, and updates like. . .we landed or its snowing here, but I still prefer to hear the voice and the laughter over the phone.  Its just not the same reading it.  Yes, written word is powerful, but NOT as the only way to communicate.  Not being able to see my family and friends as often as I would like. . .well, I need to hear them if I can't see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I believe the technology of email and text is teaching our children how to NOT communicate with others.  I find some of the high school kids I work with unable to speak to another person face to face unless they really know them, and this could be something that might hurt them in the future.  College, job interviews, customers, colleagues. . .there may be a need to actually talk. . will they be able to learn it that late in life?  Seeing friends texting other friends or even each other when out in a group is disturbing to me.  What happened to just enjoying the company you are with.  When I go out with friends, because I have no children who might need me, I turn off the phone and talk.  (and talk and talk and laugh, and sometimes even cry).  These friends deserve my attention, and there is nothing worse than sitting there while someone else gets a call that is not important, and they just sit and talk while you do nothing but stare at the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I guess I have some strong feeling on the subject.  I too understand that mothers of small children can't talk on the phone often or for long, but sometimes you do need human contact and hearing a voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-7792092556444858318?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7792092556444858318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=7792092556444858318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7792092556444858318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7792092556444858318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2009/10/phones.html' title='Phones'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-5692381659495586538</id><published>2009-09-20T16:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:44:21.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school for a month</title><content type='html'>It was a crazy start to this school year because all of my office was in boxes until last Friday (the 12th) since I was getting new furniture in the new building but it wasn't here yet.  I had tables, a phone, my laptop and the stuff I really needed but everytime I turned around I was digging in a box looking for a folder or something.  I am now at home with my self-designed office that is working very very well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the new building and the new online system we are using for assignments and grading, it has also been a huge adjustment to this year.  Kudos have to go out to one of the teachers for all his help in getting schedules to the kids to start the year, and for all the work he is doing online to get us up and running.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally now feel like we can start school and its been 3 weeks in.  Where did the time go?  Much to do this week, but nothing major that I have to do outside of school so it makes me feel like I can focus my attention to getting myself organized and focused.  When that happens, I get much more done during my week.  Let's hope it works that way this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-5692381659495586538?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5692381659495586538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=5692381659495586538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/5692381659495586538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/5692381659495586538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school-for-month.html' title='Back to school for a month'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-9090434633667770291</id><published>2009-06-20T10:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:10:03.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend, but the lines blur</title><content type='html'>Once I start making my own hours for when I need to go into school, its harder to keep track of the days of the week.  Yesterday felt like Saturday cause I was "off" completely.  However, it is the weekend, and we have some plans for some fun.  We are going out with friends tonight to see a musical review of "8 track" music from the 70s and then tomorrow Dad is coming for dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of mornings of work at school, and in between I hope to find time for some sun, pool and reading time while also packing for our trip. &lt;br /&gt;There are more thoughts in my head, but first I need a shower and some time to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-9090434633667770291?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9090434633667770291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=9090434633667770291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/9090434633667770291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/9090434633667770291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-but-lines-blur.html' title='A weekend, but the lines blur'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-9163007679871233227</id><published>2009-06-18T18:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:17:13.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its only the 18th of June</title><content type='html'>but what it really means to me is that my summer is beginning.  The teachers were finished on the 10th, but I went in full days Thursday and Friday to work on some things that need done.  This week was the leadership workshop of fun and games that we have with students leading, and me moderating.  I was at school from 8-2 or 3 each day, but I have managed to send out all the transcripts and am working on checking to make sure the incoming seniors are neat and clear.  Once that is done, I have to see who has to turn in a schedule sheet for next year. . .(which was done once but is being repeated and not because of me).  &lt;br /&gt;I am also packing up my current closet office to move into one in August that will be mine, all mine in our new building.  I can't believe I will have a real office and classroom, but am already loving the fact that I not only will have space, but will be able to be organized.  And an organized me makes for a more efficient and happy me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some underlying drama going on at work, and I am trying to figure out my place in it, and what I should be doing if anything to help since I am a counselor.  Yeah, maybe I need to think more but worry less cause I don't need the stress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I will think about is half days to get work done and keep myself on top of things, packing for the move, and a week in Myrtle Beach.  Oh yeah, and enjoying the poolside reading and talking with friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-9163007679871233227?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9163007679871233227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=9163007679871233227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/9163007679871233227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/9163007679871233227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-only-18th-of-june.html' title='Its only the 18th of June'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-5900946618055039480</id><published>2009-05-18T14:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:36:27.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As May winds down. .</title><content type='html'>I pledge to start this blog up again with my thoughts, dreams, things I have done, and also books I am reading.  It may take a day or two to get moving, but I intend to make this more of a daily and less of a bi-yearly commentary on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is catching up with me because of minor health issues, and I am home today after a test was done this morning.  I don't remember the testing, but I am still feeling a bit out of it from the sedative.  However, its over, and things look OK although its still a wait to make 100% sure.  Optimism is part of my nature, though, so I don't intend to worry too much until I hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-5900946618055039480?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5900946618055039480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=5900946618055039480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/5900946618055039480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/5900946618055039480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-may-winds-down.html' title='As May winds down. .'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-9074373777436272514</id><published>2009-01-24T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:32:06.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blink and its gone</title><content type='html'>I have no idea where the past 3 months went, but here we are in January hoping for spring to get here sooner rather than later.  It won't, but its nice to hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas passed in a blur, and although I had over 2 weeks off, they were full of family and friends and visits.  I did find time to sleep in and read quite a bit so I am happy about that.  We will be adding to the family this year as J and W are expecting #2 in July and D is getting married this spring. . March we think but I am still waiting to find out the exact date so I can make some sort of plan that won't cost me too much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and I will be heading to Florida for a few days to stay at my Mom's timeshare.  J and W will be there with our godson, so we will be happy to have time with them again.  After that, its back to work with only Easter break to look forward to.  I must say, though, that I have been accomplishing a lot while at work. . .and feel pretty on top of things right now.  Check back in a month or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-9074373777436272514?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9074373777436272514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=9074373777436272514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/9074373777436272514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/9074373777436272514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/blink-and-its-gone.html' title='Blink and its gone'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-838916823433054869</id><published>2008-11-02T12:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:30:53.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New look as well</title><content type='html'>After my post, I realized I had a summery look, so while this is not my own design, it does reflect autumn for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-838916823433054869?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/838916823433054869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=838916823433054869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/838916823433054869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/838916823433054869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-look-as-well.html' title='New look as well'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-1130028387369156226</id><published>2008-11-02T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:16:45.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Somehow, I let time get away from me. . this summer, after school began, and up until today, I didn't realize how much I enjoyed reading my own posts as a "look back".  Today, I searched for an entry from 2006, and as I read my own words, I enjoyed the remembers that came into my brain.  So, today, I want to write so I can look back on these days again when I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer passed with little incidents, but much fun.  I spent my days working in the morning, at the pool in the afternoons, and enjoying the summer festivals and such during the evenings.  We worked hard at our church festival a week before we took off for California to visit our families.  We spend the time with my brother, W and our godson, and had a chance to see Keith's daughter and family as well.  We were the babysitter for 4 days while J and W flew back east to attend a wedding.  It was a fun time, but boy does he have the stubborn gene.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another kidney stone ended the summer but I didn't need surgery just time. . .3 and a half weeks to be more exact and really uncomfortableness since it caused me to feel like I had to "go" 24 hours a day for the last week or so before it passed.  Not a lot of pain, but miserableness!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes have been happening at work which is what is taking time.  We are building a new building to house a gym and classrooms and offices, with a phase two (when it happens) that will include a new office for the guidance counselor.  Me.  We are dealing with new employees to help us grow and make our lives about teaching and not what else it could be.  We have had some growing pains, which I have learned happen as changes occur.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is bringing more work, open house, some fun times with friends planned, and of course Thanksgiving as well as shopping for Christmas.  We should see some family this holiday as J and W just booked flights and G and R with daughters should be in as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, while life may seem boring and nothing new happening, I have made it more so in my mind.  I am trying to appreciate each day for what it brings, laugh a little, look for the good in the kids (and teachers), and find a quiet moment to do what I want. . .cook, bead, read, watch a favorite TV show, or listen to a CD.  Last year at this time, I was worried A LOT about the health issues that popped up with blood tests.  I still have the same, but after the tests read negative, I trust the doctor treating me, and will have faith it is just to be.  I am currently to receive the last of 14 iron IV treatments on Thursday, so now I wait for a check up in December to see if I need to continue.  I can live with that, and I can love each day for what it brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-1130028387369156226?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1130028387369156226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=1130028387369156226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1130028387369156226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1130028387369156226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-3914011240553112244</id><published>2008-06-27T14:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T14:23:33.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friday of summer</title><content type='html'>Today was a typical Friday during my summer.  I don't go into the school, and I try not to think about it.  That is harder because of some feeling that I need to work on things, but I don't know what so I keep trying to just enjoy the day.  I had a nail appointment, ran a few errands and had lunch with my graduate Thursday lunch group.  When my student was killed last December and we came back to school on a Thursday--her friends needed to talk but didn't want to miss class.  So, we had a lunch group that met that day (and last all afternoon) but after decided we needed to have lunch each first Thursday of the month.  And we did. . till May got crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;So, I planned with them a chance to have lunch at a local chain restaurant and today was our lunch day.  We had some closure to our time together, and I hope to keep in touch cause I know that moving on is still hard for them; it was a girl time, and I hope they stay in touch.  I told them if they did, I would send a care package at some point, so maybe my "bribe" will work.  &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-3914011240553112244?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3914011240553112244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=3914011240553112244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3914011240553112244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3914011240553112244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-of-summer.html' title='A Friday of summer'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-3582734910219886295</id><published>2008-06-26T11:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:32:09.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer break</title><content type='html'>Its amazing that summer finally got here after such a cold winter and then a gorgeous April which then was followed by a miserable May.  The weather reports at the end of May said we only had about 5-8 days without rain during that month.  What is this, Seattle?  Anyway, I guess the real part of summer break is that I am on my own schedule.  I have gone into school only twice this week in the morning, and although I was going today, I am not feeling too great.  So, I am going to get things cleared around here, and get a few gifts ready for giving.  You know that late June and July are the month of never-ending birthdays in our circle of family and friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had about 3 weeks off from teaching DUI so it was tough to go back last Tuesday, but its only one cycle and then we are off to San Diego for a couple of weeks.  Its hard to believe since we have been planning since January.  The pool, books, resting, and spending time with Keith have been high on my list since my break has started.  I am currently reading New Moon by Stephanie Meyer, and I am pulled into the world she has created.  I know they are young adult books, but I do like to read them as a change from all the chick lit or mysteries or best sellers.  Either way, since last Friday, I have read at least 9 books, so my summer reading binge is well on its way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I am teaching a small group of SAT prep kids and then I have a bigger group the following week.  I am doing the smaller group because of vacations of the kids, and my desire to help them.  The one math teacher is doing the math part the week after mine, and the cost to the kids is minimal considering what the range of costs are around here for prep classes:  $125-400.  I am going to spend time outlining today what I am going to do next week and next.  The smaller group means I will most likely be able to move faster so I am only going to have them for 3 days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have graduation parties this weekend, a family reunion on the 5th, and then our church festival the following week.  However, we also need to pack for our trip.  The great thing is that we can take less clothes and wash when we are Jeff and Wendy's since we stay with them instead of at a hotel.  It has to be easier and cheaper than taking enough for 2 weeks, especially with the charge for extra luggage now.  What a scam.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is racing with thoughts, so for now, I will finish, and then see where this goes later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-3582734910219886295?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3582734910219886295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=3582734910219886295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3582734910219886295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3582734910219886295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-break.html' title='Summer break'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-1679535672745850588</id><published>2008-05-25T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:37:57.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Books exploding</title><content type='html'>Well, we made it back from Half Price Books, got gas for my Jeep, ate dinner and purchased one hanging basket for our front porch.  I am going to finish cleaning but as I was checking email, I realized that I spent 2 days in the past 2 weekends buying books on sale.  My to-be-read pile looks like a used bookstore, and more just keep coming in.  I think I need to read rather than clean.  yeah, I like that idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-1679535672745850588?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1679535672745850588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=1679535672745850588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1679535672745850588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1679535672745850588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/books-exploding.html' title='Books exploding'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-7242318559304397231</id><published>2008-05-25T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:57:34.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit dusty</title><content type='html'>Yes, its a bit dusty in here and in my house.  Since I spent all day yesterday cleaning our upstairs, and plan on kicking some butt here on the first floor this Memorial Day (I have an extra day off for the first time since Easter) weekend, I thought I would kick the dust out of here as well.  &lt;br /&gt;Life has been the truly stressful May that it always is when you have to prepare the awards for over 180 kids which means ordering pins and jackets, writing out a card for every kid, getting a list to your creative friend who can make great certificates, research who did what that you didn't know about all the while you are giving a final to seniors, computing grades cause your grading program won't until after the full school year ends and the seniors finish early, and deal with people who are LATE for all that you need.  &lt;br /&gt;And that was all just the past 2 weeks.  Next week which is only four days, I have to put together a program for graduation, have rehearsal twice, make sure all things are ready for graduation, help 3 kids write speeches and keep my co-senior sponsor calm.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am tired already and the week isnt' even here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to be back, but half-price books is having a 20% off sale and we are out of here shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. . . a missed a huge birthday this week.  Happy Happy Birthday to dear friend, DEB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-7242318559304397231?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7242318559304397231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=7242318559304397231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7242318559304397231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7242318559304397231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/bit-dusty.html' title='A bit dusty'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-7076052198477929766</id><published>2008-03-24T19:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:59:38.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Believing in the good</title><content type='html'>I have links to blogs I read although I rarely comment.  I took the time today to mention how much &lt;a href="http://www.busymom.net/archives/003870.html"&gt;Busy Mom's&lt;/a&gt; story meant to me. . . it makes you realize there is good all around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-7076052198477929766?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7076052198477929766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=7076052198477929766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7076052198477929766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7076052198477929766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/03/believing-in-good.html' title='Believing in the good'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-1523161045986334571</id><published>2008-03-23T12:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:22:49.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Happy Easter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were up early to attend mass at 8 am even after being at a 50th birthday party last night for friend, Jeff.  I wasn't feeling too well (hormonal issues) so we didn't stay late, and it was nice to get a good night's sleep.  Today we head to Mom's for dinner about 3 or so.  I have a few things I want to do for fun:  work on cookbook I am putting together for family of Grandma's recipes, get different CDs for my car carrier, and put some clothes away.  Its a nice relaxing day here, AND I still have tomorrow off before its back to a busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of next week, Tuesday is a follow up at the specialists after 12 weeks of IV iron treatment and testing my blood.  I don't think much has changed, but I also think we might be at a "wait and keep checking" point since I seem to have had most of the tests that determine serious issues like cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day. . .and I hope its more springlike where you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-1523161045986334571?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1523161045986334571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=1523161045986334571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1523161045986334571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1523161045986334571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter-we-were-up-early-to-attend.html' title=''/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-4362869633872197198</id><published>2008-03-21T10:26:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:30:15.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Reading Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pDFa0TyVYUw/R-g85dh2bRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Ujry9erq2CI/s1600-h/SRTmd-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pDFa0TyVYUw/R-g85dh2bRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Ujry9erq2CI/s200/SRTmd-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181458329166572818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, once again, I am going to join up for the Spring Reading Thing found at &lt;a href="http://callapidderdays.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-reading-thing-2008-ready-set-go.html"&gt;Callapidder Days&lt;/a&gt;.  I did participate in the fall, but don't know if I managed to read all the books.  I also fell away from blogging and I am hoping this will keep me going. Also, this runs through June 19th which means spring reading on my porch, and summer reading at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;So, here is my list (which I reserve the right to add to or change. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult**&lt;br /&gt;2.  Blue Blood by Susan McBride ***&lt;br /&gt;3.  Miss Invisible by Laura Jensen Walker***&lt;br /&gt;4.  7th Heaven by James Patterson&lt;br /&gt;5.  Remember Me by Sophie Kinsella ***&lt;br /&gt;6.  Seeing Me Naked by Liza Palmer ***&lt;br /&gt;7.  It ain't all about the Cookin by Paula Deen&lt;br /&gt;8.  Deep Dish by Mary Kay Andrews ***&lt;br /&gt;9.  The Chili Queen by Sandra Dallas&lt;br /&gt;10. Big Boned by Meg Cabot***&lt;br /&gt;11. The Friday Night Knitting club by Kate Jacobs ***&lt;br /&gt;12  The Year of Fog by Michelle Richmond&lt;br /&gt;13  Twilight by Stephanie Meyers&lt;br /&gt;14  Lexi James and the Council of Girlfriends by Melissa Jacobs ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just went shopping at Borders to use up $51 in gift cards, and I spent $20 more, so I have about 6 or 7 other books I could add, but I need to see how fast I can read the ones I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books on my to be read pile which is must larger than this list.  .but I dont' want to think I can read that many.&lt;br /&gt;**Currently reading&lt;br /&gt;***Done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-4362869633872197198?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4362869633872197198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=4362869633872197198' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4362869633872197198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4362869633872197198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-reading-thing.html' title='Spring Reading Thing'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pDFa0TyVYUw/R-g85dh2bRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Ujry9erq2CI/s72-c/SRTmd-2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-2838301432653664272</id><published>2008-02-29T12:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T12:15:17.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap Year Day</title><content type='html'>I realize I have been neglecting the blog, and many of those who used to stop by have probably stopped since I have been absent.  But, I couldn't let the "once every four years" day go by without a post.&lt;br /&gt;As I say in my profile, I am a Leap Year baby so I am celebrating the big "11"th birthday this year.  Hubby is taking me to the Melting Pot for dinner, and tomorrow night is dinner with Dad at Morton's Steakhouse.  I am trying to enjoy the day even though it is a bit cold and snowy cause, it only happens once every four year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office at work was decorated by senior girls, gifts have been given with love, and many wishes of happy birthday have occurred, as well as phone calls and texts from family.  Savoring the moments of this once every four year birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-2838301432653664272?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2838301432653664272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=2838301432653664272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2838301432653664272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2838301432653664272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-year-day.html' title='Leap Year Day'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-7830245073669530581</id><published>2008-01-06T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:32:37.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to find a new look</title><content type='html'>There isn't much to do with blogger, but I am trying to not get bored by the look.  Blues, purples and pinks remind me of winter, so I will try this for a while.  I guess I just need to see what grows on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-7830245073669530581?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7830245073669530581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=7830245073669530581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7830245073669530581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7830245073669530581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/01/trying-to-find-new-look.html' title='Trying to find a new look'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-2016535090715487007</id><published>2008-01-06T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:09:53.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, books and books</title><content type='html'>I have had time to read over break, and have taken advantage of it.  For the past 6 months, I had been looking for a book club, and was even willing to start one but didn't have much luck with my friends.  So, I kept looking.  Well, I found a site called "meet-up" and there were two book clubs, one that seemed to be closer, and I looked to see the book and the place for January.  It was the 3rd, and the book was Cage of Stars which I hadn't read, so I joined.  I read the book, but then after the tiring day with kids, I just couldn't go and be a new member and talk about a book with death in it.  So, I missed, and now the next one seems to be on a Thursday when I already have a meeting.  Its a bummer cause the book is Mists of Avalon which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am signed up to go to another one on a Tuesday and its the only Tuesday I don't work at DUI, so I am happy about that.  Its a little farther, and I am not really sure how to get there, but I am going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, about the book Cage of Stars.  Good, and I would recommend it, so there is that.  At least I didn't dislike the book for the meet I missed.  Last night, however, I decided to begin Water for Elephants which people kept telling me I would like but I resisted because I tend to NOT read those books which everyone else picks up and says "Oh I loved it" cause many times its the only book they read for 6 months.  &lt;br /&gt;However, I am almost finished, and I LOVE IT.  Great plot, characters, and way of writing.  Get it read it.  I say so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-2016535090715487007?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2016535090715487007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=2016535090715487007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2016535090715487007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2016535090715487007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/01/books-books-and-books.html' title='Books, books and books'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-5906515110625018772</id><published>2008-01-05T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T18:14:16.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A beginning and an end</title><content type='html'>I know this blog didn't see much writing during 2007, but I do want to change that even though I don't now if anyone will ever see my words but me.  And does it really matter? since I began this as a way to get the thoughts that rambled in my head out, and maybe to keep in touch with friends and family who take the time to read.  So, let's start 2008 with a promise to myself to write more, and to be honest in what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up the year, and "an end", the funeral was painful for all.  I hurt because I can feel the pain of those who lost their daughter, sister, friend, niece, cousin etc.  The mass was beautiful, but the pain hurt.  When I walked out of church, the pain was gone, but the tears lingered for days as I wondered what our new year at school would be like.  &lt;br /&gt;Thursday, we returned to a quiet group at times, to teachers who said nothing, and to teachers who let the class know they were trying to understand.  And in the typical way of many of our students, A's closest friends came to see me and said, "We know we could talk anytime with you or the counselor, but we don't want to miss class".  Yeah, that's my kids.  Anyway, we (6 girls and I) spent lunch, study hall and then their gym class talking.  Or I listened mostly while they talked.  It was hard, tiring, but I think it helped them a little.  Yesterday, I faced the empty chair in my Psych class, and cried later in my office after speaking with a parent who is concerned.  Long days, lots of thoughts, and knowing that there will be hard times but also it will get easier.  That's what I tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before returning to school, we had visitors here, though, so I got to see life when my brother, his wife (and my sister in my heart), and beloved nephew/godson spent 4 days here with us.  We had a great time, although I cried because I want San Diego to be closer to us.  My sister-in-law is my friend, and I wish we lived down the road and not across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at home for a moment, but had a productive day shopping for a shower gift and gift for Keith's daughter's 30th birthday.  Tonight is a get together to watch football, or to talk with friends. . I guess it depends on who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-5906515110625018772?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5906515110625018772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=5906515110625018772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/5906515110625018772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/5906515110625018772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/01/beginning-and-end.html' title='A beginning and an end'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-8651595382107314057</id><published>2007-12-23T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T15:22:48.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too long away, and very sad news to add</title><content type='html'>We went to Disney World on the 15th, and had a great time for the most part.  I will post more on that when I have more time.  We are trying to get the house ready for our company and I came home with a rotten cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of our trip, I received the horrific news that one of our current seniors was killed in a car accident on Thursday evening.  This didn't ruin the trip, but it did kind of dampen the spirit on Friday.  Our kids organized a prayer service for Friday night, and I wish I would have been able to be there, but I will be able to go to her funeral.  Its going to be rough going back to school on the 3rd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-8651595382107314057?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8651595382107314057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=8651595382107314057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8651595382107314057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8651595382107314057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-long-away-and-very-sad-news-to-add.html' title='Too long away, and very sad news to add'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-2477605705889187655</id><published>2007-12-02T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T19:12:31.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And December begins</title><content type='html'>The month is off to a good start, but then that voice in my head says I shouldn't tempt fate.  I have some cookies baked for Christmas, even have some gifts wrapped although there are still more to do.  We are looking at the list of things to do before family gets here on the 27th and working as a team, but also we have a week at Disney World to celebrate us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a follow up with my doctor and the bone marrow biopsy I had was negative, and the CT scan didn't show any enlarged lymph nodes which were two things he was concerned with.  I am iron deficient but not anemic so I will be getting 12 weeks of IV iron replacement beginning this week.  The doc is also consulting some specialist within the field to check on some other results, so things are still at a "not sure" phase, which is OK with me since the worst of the tests so far have come back clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did better blogging before, and have decided to try and make December my month to stay online with my thoughts. . .although we will be in FL from the 15th-22nd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-2477605705889187655?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2477605705889187655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=2477605705889187655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2477605705889187655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2477605705889187655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-december-begins.html' title='And December begins'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-3490955656226320707</id><published>2007-11-15T18:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T18:02:50.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes,</title><content type='html'>you just want to close your office door, take the phone off the hook, and tell the young men and women to find someone else to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to yell to get your point across because the same young men and women think they can do what they want (it seems they have forgotten who is in charge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just want to tell your husband to take a long, long walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-3490955656226320707?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3490955656226320707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=3490955656226320707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3490955656226320707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3490955656226320707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes,'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-7762302726862315428</id><published>2007-11-10T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:15:03.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends are for what?</title><content type='html'>What are weekends for?  To recharge our batteries for the work week. . .but what if we also work on weekends. . .when do we recharge?  To clean or do laundry. . .but what if we need to do it at another time?  To spend time watching college football, eating dinner out or having a family dinner?  OK, I can go for that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 3 day weekend, but still dont' feel I will accomplish anything even though I did work this am, have decluttered some of my stuff, and am preparing books to mail out to swappers.  Yet, I also am procrastinating on the big stuff like grading papers, cleaning or just tackling a big project.  Who cares but me anyway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am trying to get my head around the fact that I have only one month to complete all Christmas shopping, wrap gifts and decorate since we are leaving on December 14th for Disney.  Hell, in between there I also have to work.  Too bad cause otherwise I would be able to get it all done in record time.  Yes, yes, I do have a Thanksgiving break to look forward too since hubby will be out hunting from Saturday through Monday, so I will attempt to decorate, bake cookies and maybe freeze a few dishes we can use for our holiday break.  We will actually be having some company here since 2 of my brothers are coming in, and only one can stay with my mother.  The other COULD stay with my Dad but we have a better house for a toddler, will help watch him, and will actually have food and beverages around for him.  Love my Dad but he just wouldn't be as adjustable as we could be to have our godson and his parents stay here.  They have been here before for a short stay, so we can make do even with only one bathroom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have blogged more this week than in the entire summer.  I am feeling the need to do it again, so if there is anyone out there reading. . .keep coming around to read my thoughts and opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOK REVIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Potluck Club was on my TBR shelf, and I found it entertaining but also a fairly quick read.  It was OK, but not one of the best I have read in recent months.  I do like the characters, but don't know if I will read the next one even though I have seen good reviews on paperbackswap.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-7762302726862315428?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7762302726862315428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=7762302726862315428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7762302726862315428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7762302726862315428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/weekends-are-for-what.html' title='Weekends are for what?'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-3676645618280806363</id><published>2007-11-07T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:00:22.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No office or kids for a week. . .what?</title><content type='html'>We had a 3 day week in a way, but we do have Parent-Student-Teacher conferences tomorrow.  I have letters of rec to write while I see the 30 students I do teach, and things I hope to mail out tomorrow as well.  Friday is a day off.  Monday is my medical test, and Tuesday is a meeting out of the building.  So, what seemed to be a long month is not quickly passing.  &lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and enjoy the long weekend but I do have some paperwork to do for DUI class, and I teach my last Saturday am class, but I still think it will be somewhat relaxing.  (either way, I PLAN on some relaxing as the weekend goes by----I deserve it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to curl up with a good book, watch some trashy TV and think about Christmas shopping.  I did buy a few things today off of a website:  lillyskids.com which is Lillian Vernon kids stuff, and I actually need to stop for my nieces and nephews. . .well, except for a cute book cause Aunt Chris always needs to get a book for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Keith and I are cutting back, and I already do have some things for other people so things are going ok. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch some reality TV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-3676645618280806363?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3676645618280806363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=3676645618280806363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3676645618280806363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3676645618280806363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-office-or-kids-for-week-what.html' title='No office or kids for a week. . .what?'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-8961984334503050722</id><published>2007-11-05T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:00:21.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The What has Happened Entry</title><content type='html'>Besides the reading challenge I just added, there have been no posts since August.  It has been a crazy start to the school year and end to my summer break.  First, I ended up battling a kidney stone right as school was to begin.  It was 7 mm (ended up being bigger), and caused much pain and wear/tear on the body.  I was drinking alot of water and up at night due to output, so I was tired.  I didn't pass it, so I went to see a urologist who said "Too big to pass. . .need to break it up."  That was scheduled for the day I had to attend a workshop for all Diocese employees so I missed that and only worked 1/2 days the rest of the week---the blasting is painless cause you are in twilight, but it sure does make you feel "beat up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ended up being other issues w/my health that I am still dealing with.  I really don't have all the answers because I have a few more tests to undergo, but I have seen a specialist, and while I don't know the outcome, I did get more information and I think my anxiety is lessened a little..  My sugar and thyroid are good, and one of the things they "saw" with my CT scan (which is how these tests all started) is no longer an issue.  I did get an all clear on that.  My blood pressure has also been good since my meds were upped---even at the gyne which usually causes a raise in it.  I haven't had any of the symptoms I was questioned about, so I am taking it one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great summer vacation, to back track a little---we were in Phoenix and San Diego to see brothers and nephews and had a great time.  We both left wishing we could be closer to our godson, Carson and my brother/sister-in-law, but we will be seeing them over Christmas so that is something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also looking forward to a week at Disney World in December.  My break begins on December 14th so off we go on the 15th with a week there and still a week at home for the holiday.  We have it all set and are currently at 40 days and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been crazy but after this weekend's Open House, we are having a bit of a break although who knows when the craziness will pick up again.  Just one moment at a time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. . a real post and a wish that I will use this space wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-8961984334503050722?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8961984334503050722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=8961984334503050722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8961984334503050722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8961984334503050722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-has-happened-entry.html' title='The What has Happened Entry'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-7973080472453875879</id><published>2007-11-03T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:44:22.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new month, and a reading challenge</title><content type='html'>Two actually. . the first is to see if I can blog daily cause I really do need a place to put my thoughts, and this does help sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the second is a challenge of books once again. . .found here at &lt;a href="http://www.jimnshelle.net/books/"&gt;Overdue Books&lt;/a&gt; which is to find 5 books on your to be read pile and read them by January 30th.  I KNOW I can do this one cause both breaks for holidays are coming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my books for this challenge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Potluck Club by Eva Marie Everson, Linda Evans Shepherd&lt;br /&gt;2.  Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen&lt;br /&gt;3.  Case Histories by Kate Atkinson&lt;br /&gt;4.  A Great and Terrible Beauty by Libby Bray&lt;br /&gt;5.  Step Ball Change by Jeanne Ray &lt;br /&gt;6.  When the Heart Cries by Cindy Woodsmall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be changing one of these but I also hope to read more than these 6 by January.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-7973080472453875879?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7973080472453875879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=7973080472453875879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7973080472453875879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7973080472453875879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-month-and-reading-challenge.html' title='A new month, and a reading challenge'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-4052545776885449461</id><published>2007-08-10T12:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T12:46:56.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating books read and more</title><content type='html'>Two quick things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am updating my books read as I finish books, so if you like to read and want to see what I have read in August, keep checking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Maanika. . .welcome!! I haven't heard from you in ages, and would like to stay in touch so can you email me your email!!!  I lost a lot I had saved, and you may have a new one since the last time we chatted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-4052545776885449461?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4052545776885449461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=4052545776885449461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4052545776885449461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4052545776885449461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/updating-books-read-and-more.html' title='Updating books read and more'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-8314549048550756838</id><published>2007-08-08T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:31:02.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending of summer</title><content type='html'>The days are winding down to the end of my summer vacation.  However, I believe I will have a chance to still enjoy those sunshine days and work at home either in the evening or morning on "things that must be done".  Currently, that is fixing up transcripts for those kiddos who have transferred out, and doing the schedule for the current students for next year.  I am trying to make the most of each day, and read, get some sun, and still feel like I have accomplished something.  I have also been weeding out books:  posted some on Paperback swap, have others ready to donate, and a final grouping to take to half price books and maybe be able to get a few books I need to complete my series of specific authors that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say, but I am trying to get back into the posting.  Usually, there is lots to say as the school year tries to push me (and I push back!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-8314549048550756838?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8314549048550756838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=8314549048550756838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8314549048550756838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8314549048550756838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/ending-of-summer.html' title='Ending of summer'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-1422559038114946799</id><published>2007-08-04T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:23:06.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>August reading</title><content type='html'>Because I can't seem to keep the reading list on the sidebar up to date, I decided I would do a post a month on what I have read.  Mainly because I am trying to keep track of reads, but also because my TBR pile seems to be growing.  So, August begins with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling***LOVED IT!! What else can I add?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Barefoot by Elin Hildebrand***Great read for women, had happy, sad, anger and friendship in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell Me No Lies by Sidney Sheldon***Just OK.  Found it at a used book sale, and am donating it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Back on Blossom Street by Debbie Macomber***Great book although I did like her first two much better.  It seemed to drag in parts, and in others the characters seemed bored in their own book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  The Last Summer (of you and me) by Anne Brashears of the Traveling Pants fame. It was an interesting read, but in a way predictable to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  The Red Hat Club by Haywood Smith. . .great read that was quick and made you love the characters even if you didn't think it was a realistic situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  The Elements of Style by Wendy Wasserstein.  Really did enjoy this one and actually had it with me when I went for my kidney stone blasting.  Read in the waiting room and while at home recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep returning to this post to update, or maybe copy and paste if the month gets too many posts.  We have returned from our trip, and are trying to clean up the house.  We sold the Jeep Cherokee, and currently have only one car until we can get out to make a deal for (hopefully) a Jeep Compass.  And right now, we are off to a gathering of friends.  Have a great Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;(Added due to a comment:  What I thought briefly of the book--would I recommend it, and what category does it fall in)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-1422559038114946799?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1422559038114946799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=1422559038114946799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1422559038114946799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1422559038114946799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-reading.html' title='August reading'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-4794050618160161093</id><published>2007-07-15T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:48:34.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Books and more books</title><content type='html'>Hello my name is chris and I am a book addict.  So much so that one of my favorite blogs to check out is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apatchworkofbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patchwork of Books&lt;/a&gt;  where I read about a unique book giveaway:  Pay It Forward sponsored by &lt;a href="http://overwhelmedwithjoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Overwhlemed with Joy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And I decided I may want to play, but I really like to explore the books being forwarded, and hope to have a chance to read one or two.  Just more reading for the addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I went to a used book sale and bought over 30 books for myself although a few are for work, and I also found an old "Junior Girl Scout" handbook like I had way back in the day.  It looks brand new, and I think it is a neat collector's item for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-4794050618160161093?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4794050618160161093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=4794050618160161093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4794050618160161093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4794050618160161093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/books-and-more-books.html' title='Books and more books'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-2977429109782248148</id><published>2007-07-07T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T13:06:29.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faster Faster Faster</title><content type='html'>Whoo Hoo!!  We finally have our cable hook up and its fast.  I can check blogs, blog myself, check emails, and all that fun stuff really quick after using dial up, and I will learn how to do the i-tunes, i-photo and all that stuff.  Can you believe it?  Now I just need to find the time to blog more and about more important things on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-2977429109782248148?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2977429109782248148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=2977429109782248148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2977429109782248148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2977429109782248148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/faster-faster-faster.html' title='Faster Faster Faster'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-8334054362829268798</id><published>2007-06-28T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:45:08.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Issues and news</title><content type='html'>I was doing so good about posting more often, and then whap!! I stop.  There are reasons behind this, though, so bear with me.  First of all, last week was the leadership workshop, two nights of work, dinner out with friends, and date night with husband.  So, I rarely was online except to check email.  On Thursday, after work, I found out that our second line was not working (again. . .happened a few months ago).  After discussing with hubby, we decided it was time to go for the com**cast net connection, and have phone, net and TV through them.  Instead of calling to get the 2nd line looked at (outside trouble if it was like the last time), we registered for the new connection, cancelled the 2nd line, and ordered a new laptop from MAC.  However, for some reason, we are unable to connect to our primary phone line easily with the borrowed laptop I have at home right now.  So computer use has been sporadic and not so good.  &lt;br /&gt;The good news is that as of July 7th, we will have our com**cast connection up and running AND the new laptop that is OURS and not borrowed from school will be hooked up to it.  I have been online at my Mom's, work, and even at the hotel in State College where we were for 2 days for my DUI Instructor workshop.  We are home now, and I am getting ready to leave school for home, and thought I wanted to leave a note.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accomplished so much today to prep for next year, and to wrap up some of last year's stuff.  I love when I have a workday like this when I can and feel like I actually got something done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-8334054362829268798?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8334054362829268798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=8334054362829268798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8334054362829268798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8334054362829268798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/computer-issues-and-news.html' title='Computer Issues and news'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-8106314370440157854</id><published>2007-06-17T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T14:43:21.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>**Summer vacation officially started on Wednesday after a lunch with the faculty.  I wasn't overly keen on going since I was a bit miffed at some of the others who:&lt;br /&gt;**had students who failed but didn't notify either me or AP so we could get letters out sooner.  Ended up doing a rush job on Wednesday.  &lt;br /&gt;**had problems with grades online, and didn't realize it until they were already given out, so then phone calls abound.&lt;br /&gt;**look at me like I am crazy when I ask if I can reach them if I have questions on grades/schedules over summer.  Hey, I am union too but some of my work doesn't get done  until everyone else's is done.  *sucks I know*&lt;br /&gt;**grouchy and demanding attitudes.  That says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went in Thursday briefly but have leadership workshop next week so I managed to avoid the place on Friday except to take my nephew in to meet our secretary.  We went to the pool then.  He is a cutie and talks like crazy. . .funny kid, but aren't they all to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a gathering here today so we have been prepping food, the house, the outside, etc.  Its hot, but at least there is no rain.  Its supposed to be humid and very hot this week. . .of course, I have workshops from 10-2 each day.  I am hoping to get to the pool after Monday/Wednesday even if I have to sneak myself out.  After all, it is my summer vacation too.  I am getting a little more protective of my time.  As I said, I am union, and I should be off all summer.  But due to the way things are with records, schedules, etc.  I do have to go in.  I try to keep it to the mornings and not on Fridays.  So far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-8106314370440157854?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8106314370440157854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=8106314370440157854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8106314370440157854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8106314370440157854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-2207053010102939654</id><published>2007-06-11T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:10:11.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday</title><content type='html'>We had a fun weekend for our anniversary, and the weather was blue skies, sunshine, and gorgeous all the way.  After a semi-early trip to the strip district for some veggie buying and perusing the cultural stores, we headed to the shops at the waterfront where we had fun exploring, listening to some music, and enjoying the day.  We finally ate at P*F* Chang's where we were supposed to go for my birthday and it was delicious.  We also spent some time playing games at Dave ***and Buster's where I was able to shoot at dinosaurs and criminals.  It must bring out my aggressive side to do this.  Yesterday, we headed out to a park for Keith's great-nieces grad party.  We seem to miss alot of his family get-togethers so I am glad it worked out for Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to more important thoughts.  (Are you kidding me?)  The question of the day is:  Are you a one bottle at a time bath gel person, or do you have many that you choose from on any given morning.  I am the latter, and usually have at least 5 or 6 bottles of gel/lotion going at the same time.  I guess I just can't make up my mind on any given morning, so I need to have choices.  And since I have a (too) big stockpile of gels and lotions, I can do this.  Currently, the faves are:  Strawberry from the Body Shop, Tropical Passionfruit from BBW, and Iced Tea Twister from BBW.  (And that is only 3 of the 6 I have in the shower at the same time. . . its a good thing only 2 of us have to share the shower!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later, I want to get on the road to do my paperwork for job #2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-2207053010102939654?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2207053010102939654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=2207053010102939654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2207053010102939654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/2207053010102939654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-4645230757234770751</id><published>2007-06-06T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:57:26.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really 6 years?</title><content type='html'>This Saturday, Keith and I will have been married for 6 years.  That is amazing to me on so many levels.  One is the complete quickness of passing time, but more than that is the fact that I had put marriage in a "back" area of my head prior to meeting him.  At 35, there was no steady man, or even one that was tempting me into marriage.  I was happy with my job, my friends, and the world I was living in.  Later the year I turned 35, and thought about where I was, I was coerced into a blind date by a former student.  It was his supervisor, and we were meeting at a local bar on a Sunday night.  I almost didn't go, but was called and told "I had to", so I gave in.  (Never did have much backbone!!)&lt;br /&gt;I met him, and within a month we were dating seriously, and got engaged when I had a leap-year birthday and turned 36.  Next year is another leap year. . .and I will be 44.  Where does the time go?  Keith and I have always felt like we've known each other forever, but also have enough differences to keep us from being boring.  He likes that I have friends to go out with for theater; he gets to watch sports on TV.  He likes that I plan alot; he goes along for the adventure.  We find we can finish each other's thoughts, but weirder still, we sometimes find we are simultaneously thinking of something that is similar without ever speaking of it before.&lt;br /&gt;So, 6 years. . .and odd number to celebrate, but we are.  Life is too short not to take the time to enjoy each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are spending the day together (which means by the end, we will be happy to have some time apart!!).  I want to go to the strip for some early morning produce/specialty store shopping (its a fun place in Pittsburgh) to the Arts Festival, out to dinner, and wherever our Jeep takes us for the day.  It may rain, but we have umbrellas.  Just a chance to get out and enjoy the anniversary of our day. . .and the end of my school year with students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to remember what the 6th anniversary is?  Anybody know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-4645230757234770751?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4645230757234770751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=4645230757234770751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4645230757234770751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4645230757234770751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-it-really-6-years.html' title='Is it really 6 years?'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-6434825736456887699</id><published>2007-06-02T09:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T09:49:04.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and gone</title><content type='html'>Graduation is over, and I slept last night.  For the past week, I have slept in only one hour increments which really interferes with sleep stages and REM. I tried to "relax" as everyone at school said, but the racing thoughts didn't help me get the sleep I needed.  But, today, I feel better since I did sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went well, although we did have a bit of drama before when a student who was not able to walk showed up.  There is still a tuition balance of significant amount and the rule is they cannot walk or receive the diploma.  It is hard to have this happen, but we have to follow rules.  Things were handled, she left and the ceremonies went off very well, and I was home by 9:15 pm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the sun is shining and I am hoping to sit poolside to get some sun on my pale legs and enjoy the company of either friends or a good book.  I am not even sure what is left on my reading list cause I haven't read a book in over a month.  Hard to believe MAY flew by and its June.  But, it always seems to be that way.  I have many late birthday cards to send, so I want to work on that tonight.  Life begins to resume its regular pace, and we have only 5 days left with kids and then 3 teacher days the next week.  I am looking forward to mid-June weekend cause my brother Doug and nephew Adam are coming in for a visit.  Doug is going to the Open, so Mom and I get to keep Adam occupied all day.  A three year old. . .tiring but fun.  And we never get to see him that often.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now, and don't fall off your chair with 2 posts in two days.  I am returning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-6434825736456887699?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6434825736456887699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=6434825736456887699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/6434825736456887699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/6434825736456887699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/over-and-gone.html' title='Over and gone'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-4999524950702459671</id><published>2007-06-01T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T16:08:07.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>There is something about a clean piece of paper or a clean area to blog.  It gives me a chance to write about whatever is on my mind.  Currently, its racing around fiendishly.    It has been the month from hell that May always is, but this time, I really did try to make it easier for me by starting with "stuff" early, and it worked.  However, those around me failed to co-operate, and I ended up in tears a few times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers were told grades were due on 22nd by 9, and I didn't get some until after 3 that day.  They were told that debts of seniors were due by the 23rd, and I got some after we had already had rehearsal on the 29th.  We didn't judge the time well enough for our Senior class day program, wanted to send the kids to either go to homeroom or 4th period and teachers gave us attitude.  Awards on my part were started in late April, and the day before I was still being given awards and needed to get certificates made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't sound rough but there are parts I don't want to go into here.  The worst part was last Friday.  I was sort of "in charge" of the day since both our principal and asst. had to be out.  As we tried to move on after the senior activity, I got attitude as I said, but worse was that after the kids were all gone, the 2 people I am fairly good friends with left with 2 other teachers, and went to lunch.  OK, so I don't know this for sure, but when I entered the office as they were all gathering, the looked at each other and then waited until I turned my back for 2 minutes to leave together.  Maybe its paranoia, but I doubt it.  Anyway, it hurt and I cried.  And as I cried, I thought about the people I feel (or felt) closest to in this world besides my husband.  And cried more.  Wendy, my sisterinlaw, lives in CA, and has a baby so we don't talk as much as we did and she is far away.  Yet, I wish I could be closer almost daily.  Another friend and I are sometimes hit or miss, but its my fault for not being in touch over the past 2 months.  And I still miss the friendship I had that ended with another soul.  She may have lived far, but we talked almost daily, and I miss that and her unique love of life.  It still hurts that I haven't heard from her in over a year.  I guess I wasn't the friend I thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so this is not a pity party, but it was an emotional night.  Keith and I ended up going out to dinner and shopping.  (for me~~)  I got some Bath and bodyworks stuff, some books, and some gifts for Dad for father's day.  Saturday morning, I cleaned out the gels and lotions I had, the candles I didn't want and took them to school for freebies.  And all but one candle out of about 12 were taken.  It felt good to give them away, and while I am trying to forgive, its not so easy to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is graduation.  Its been a rough two weeks, like it seems to always be, but this year was more personal than just stress.  However, today we got pics of a party with drinking and had to deal with that before we left.  I am currently in my graduation dress with hair done and ready to leave about 4:45.  I like to be there first to enjoy the silence and to double check what I was supposed to do.  And after 9 pm, I will be home to enjoy my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at school have many ups and downs and I am not sure why.  I feel that a few of our teachers feel more "entitled" when it comes to things.  Morale seems low to me, or maybe its just mine.  I do have support and a comrade in our asstprin., but its frustrating to feel like I do right now.  I want to get out of it, but maybe I just need to feel appreciated instead of "dumped on" (for lack of a better way of saying it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, we are going to Disneyworld on December 15th for a week, and  it will be a way to escape from reality.  We also will be in Phoenix and San Diego for 2 weeks this summer to see the nephews, and I hope we can head to Brooklyn in the fall to see my niece and her new baby sister (due in July)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write more.  I need to write more.  So, let's hope I can  use this space wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-4999524950702459671?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4999524950702459671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=4999524950702459671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4999524950702459671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/4999524950702459671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-1662718506561502275</id><published>2007-04-06T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T08:56:49.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>Through the Callapidder Days, I found another fun place to go and find me-mes for Thursday. . .its called &lt;a href="http:/http://bookingthroughthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Booking Through Thursday&lt;/a&gt;, and had a great question up for all readers this week.  I know its Friday, and I dislike being late but here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your favorite reading spot?  Where do you most of your reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite places are at the public pool in the summer, where I can cool off by hopping in the water, grab a snack, and enjoy the sunshine while reading off my long summer list.  I also enjoy reading on my front porch, which I intend to do more of this year.  However, I probably do most of my reading on my couch, in the evening since in Western PA, the pool weather only lasts from May-early September.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-1662718506561502275?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1662718506561502275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=1662718506561502275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1662718506561502275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1662718506561502275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/04/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-1910997347553425100</id><published>2007-03-26T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T08:52:44.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Reading</title><content type='html'>There is a fun thing going on over at &lt;a href="http://callapidderdays.blogspot.com/"&gt;Callapidder Days&lt;/a&gt; organized and hosted by Katrina. &lt;br /&gt;I signed up and then tried to list my books, and blogger would not let me in yesterday.  So, I took the list to work to do after school, but forgot to do it, and then left it there.&lt;br /&gt;Excuses galore, I know, but here is the start of my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Edge of Winter  by Luanne Rice  ***finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Sisters  by Danielle Steele  ***finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Alphabet Weekends  by Elizabeth Noble   ***finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Step on a Crack by James Patterson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Forever in Blue:  Fourth Summer of the Sisterhood  by Anne Brashears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Nineteen Minutes  by Jodi Picoult   ***finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Light from Heaven  by Jan Karon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Family Tree by Barbara Delinsky   ***finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Me &amp; Emma by Elizabeth Flock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  The Coffin Quilt by Ann Rinaldi   ***finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Fifty Acres and a Poodle by Jeanne Marie Laskas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Re-reading James Patterson's 1st to Die series in preparation for #6 which is coming out in April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Updated and complete, although I could surpass this depending on how I spend my time on the weekends, and over Easter break.  However, since I have a logbook to complete, 2 watches to bead, and papers to grade, I think that 12+ books is all I am going to be able to read!!  Summer list begins after this one ends though, so keep checking in!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-1910997347553425100?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1910997347553425100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=1910997347553425100' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1910997347553425100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/1910997347553425100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/03/fun-with-reading.html' title='Fun with Reading'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-8448026772376553022</id><published>2007-03-11T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T19:37:28.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things</title><content type='html'>Its been a while (old blog) since I did this, and wanted to see what came to my mind. I  will have to add them a bit at a time, though, cause 100 at once may overtax my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I may complain about parts of it to my husband, but I can't imagine doing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I love to read, and spend most of my summer break at the pool reading all the books that have had to wait until I had "time".&lt;br /&gt;4.  I consider myself to be somewhat shy, but most people laugh when I say that.  They don't know what it takes sometimes to speak out.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I can't see anything without  my glasses unless its two inches from my face.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I love to travel and explore out of the way places even in my home state.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I applied to Notre Dame on a dare, and am happy I did cause going to school there was a growing experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;8.  I didn't get married until I was 37&lt;br /&gt;9.  My husband is 16 years older than I am.&lt;br /&gt;10. I am the oldest of 4 children, and the only girl&lt;br /&gt;11. I desperately wanted a sister when I was younger, and feel lucky I have great sister-in-laws. &lt;br /&gt;12.  My brothers all live in other states so I miss having family gatherings with them.&lt;br /&gt;13.  My parents divorced after 30 years of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;14.  I went to Catholic schools, including college, all my life.&lt;br /&gt;15.  I am still a practicing Catholic&lt;br /&gt;16.  I work in a Catholic high school.&lt;br /&gt;17.  I have a tattoo on my thigh.&lt;br /&gt;18.  I prefer wearing skirts over pants, but in winter its too cold.&lt;br /&gt;19.  I am an adult who loves Disneyworld, but not for the "thrill" rides.&lt;br /&gt;20.  If I had to only have one TV channel, I would seriously consider the FoodNetwork.&lt;br /&gt;21.  I am a Law and Order junkie.&lt;br /&gt;22.  I usually only listen to country music.&lt;br /&gt;23.  I love musicals--old and new.&lt;br /&gt;24.  I have fallen down steps 4 times in the past 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;25.  I can be overly emotional.&lt;br /&gt;26.  My hair is naturally curly which I like now but hated for many many years.&lt;br /&gt;27.  I get my nails polished or repaired every week.&lt;br /&gt;28.  I want to be on a game show, but am not sure which one I could do the best on.&lt;br /&gt;29.  Notre Dame football is the only team I really cheer for. . .ever.&lt;br /&gt;30.  I make beaded jewelry as gifts and for myself, but wish I could make it a business.&lt;br /&gt;31.  I had breast reduction surgery in 1998 after years of back pain and feeling out of place.&lt;br /&gt;32.  I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;33.  Making sure that I remember people's birthdays is very important to me.&lt;br /&gt;34.  I never went to Disney World until I was 38, and now its one of my favorite places to vacation.&lt;br /&gt;35.  I love the ocean, but don't like to be "in" it.&lt;br /&gt;36.  I live in the same small town I grew up in, more by coincidence than actual choice.&lt;br /&gt;37.  I have never had a child, but I have 2 stepchildren, a stepgrandchild, and a stepstep grandchild.  (She is the stepdaughter of said stepdaughter.)&lt;br /&gt;38.  In high school, I wanted to be a doctor, and majored in pre-med before I realized I didn't have the intensity.&lt;br /&gt;39.  I truly believe that working with teenagers can be rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;40.  I also believe it can cause premature grey hair.&lt;br /&gt;41.  I have worked in the drug and alcohol education field for over 17 years as a DUI instructor.&lt;br /&gt;42.  I lay out in the sun every summer.&lt;br /&gt;43.  I know I will pay for this someday.&lt;br /&gt;44.  I am a type 2 diabetic, but have a hard time being as good as I should with my diet.&lt;br /&gt;45.  I am one of the very few people I know who doesn't drink coffee, nor ever did.&lt;br /&gt;46.  I am a list maker.&lt;br /&gt;47.  I do it so I can cross things off lists.&lt;br /&gt;48.  I have met people I met on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;49.  It was through a children's book message board (Trixie Belden)&lt;br /&gt;50.  I feel I have improved my "style" by watching shows like "How do I look?" and "What not to Wear".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-8448026772376553022?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8448026772376553022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=8448026772376553022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8448026772376553022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/8448026772376553022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/03/100-things.html' title='100 things'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-3674523254343399588</id><published>2007-03-04T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T16:55:39.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only one post in February</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I only posted once in February.  I guess I just needed a break in some ways, but also the month flew by.  (It does only have 28 days!!)  Ending the month with my birthday was good.  I had a fairly good day but it was hampered by cramps which is just not fair when you want to go out to eat.  So we stayed home, and plan on visiting PF Changs another evening.  We had a fun weekend as well. . .celebrating a friend's 50th birthday at a hotel near downtown Pittsburgh.  We got home, and have been resting.  Church tonight and back to work. . .where do the weekends go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just will be happy to have my energy back.  Cramps, tired, irritable, you name it, I felt it over the past few days, and to make matters worse, it all started early for me.  Well, more like last month, I was just late, so it put me off schedule somehow.  Hope things get back to regular again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are searching for flights for San Diego this summer, but need to wait until I find the dates for a workshop I need to attend.  Of course, my supervisor at the DUI program thought they would be posted by beginning of March, and I am still waiting.  It just seems to be the way. . .when you really need something, it doesn't happen as you plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the disjointed post.  Too many thoughts running through my mind I guess.  I have more to say, but want to update my list of books.  I want to keep track of books I have read this year as I saw on a few blogs I read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-3674523254343399588?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3674523254343399588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=3674523254343399588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3674523254343399588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3674523254343399588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/03/only-one-post-in-february.html' title='Only one post in February'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-7677374478586977524</id><published>2007-02-16T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T10:02:10.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few of my favorite things</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so I am not O*prah, and ready to buy everyone the favorite things I have here, but I can hear the song from Sound of Music playing in my head as I think of these things.  I don't want to be a commercial; I just have these random things in my thoughts, and wanted to tell anyone reading about them.  I think it stemmed from last night telling a fellow club member about some of them.&lt;br /&gt;So, here you go, in no particular order. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Almond Oil Intensive Hand Treatment from the Body Shop. . .my hands and elbows feel like sandpaper some days, and I have found that I can put this on repeatedly throughout the day have a noticeable difference within about 24 hours.  Not a strong smell, but very rich and not greasy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Sugar free Cappuccino from Ron and Franks (www.ronandfranks.com) which is delicious on a cold morning, and you can take it with you without having to stop for it at a store!!  Shipping is only $1 if you spend $24, and they also have cold drink mixes in both sugar-free and regular, and hotchocolate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Ever heard of Pajama Gram. . .it is an affiliate of Vermont Teddy Bear.  They have a great selection of both cotton and flannel pjs as well as others.  They can be a bit pricey but their "boyfriend" style jammies are great for winter mornings and evenings when you just want to be comfy at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Spearmint mentha lip shine from Bath and Bodyworks!!  Smells like Wrigley's spearmint gum, and works to keep winter lips soft.  Added bonus is it helps keep breath fresher (or at least fools you into thinking so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Purity by Philosophy One Step Facial Cleanser.  I bought the biggest size I could find.  Need I say more?  No drying but my face feels clean each morning and evening (when I remember to wash off the day---I am very neglectful of my skin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Food Saver---This was a Christmas gift from hubby about 3 years ago, and although I do like to cook, hubby does much more of it than I.  This however, was one of the best non-jewelry gifts (cause really nothing beats that) he ever got me.  We can buy meat on sale and freeze in smaller packages for us, we can keep it frozen longer without freezer burn, and we can even use it for cookies, muffins, etc since we have a "pulse" setting which won't crush our food.  Fantastic investment if you want to buy in bulk or on sale, and have room in a freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Finally, have you ever heard of or used Zappos.com?  Its an online shoe store with free shipping BOTH WAYS.  While the shoes are not on sale, you can find many brands, styles, and colors. . .Try them on at home, if you like them. . .great.  If you need to return, you print out a UPS label and just drop off at a UPS site which you can also find from their site.  I have found some really great shoes that are comfy for standing all day in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have them.  My favorite thing thoughts for this Friday.  Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-7677374478586977524?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7677374478586977524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=7677374478586977524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7677374478586977524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/7677374478586977524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/02/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='A few of my favorite things'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-3204323430476181862</id><published>2007-01-27T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:27:59.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes on the week</title><content type='html'>*It has gotten much colder here, and on Friday we had a school delay due to the frigid temps where the kids would have waited for buses outside too long.  It made for a nice beginning to the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I had only one thing this week in the evening. . .work at D*UI on Monday so I got a chance to get grading done, be comfy all evening, and catch up with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I spent a few hours today bumming around the mall with my Mom and got some great deals on fun earrings.  For $2.50, or $5 these are the ones you don't wear often, but like to have for evenings out.  I also got 2 very lightweight and cute sweaters with my gift card from Keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We went to church and then dinner so tomorrow can be a late in bed or late to get ourselves dressed kind of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I feel like my whole life becomes one big schedule sometimes when I have things for work, D*UI job, Juniors, and trying to find time for date night.  But, I would rather have things be planned than not have time for anything cause I never plan.  I am just a left-brained kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This week should be relatively calm as well, but I might have some appointments at job#2. .I never know until that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I can't believe that February begins this week.  It seemed like Christmas break just ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's life in your corner?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-3204323430476181862?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3204323430476181862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=3204323430476181862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3204323430476181862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/3204323430476181862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/01/notes-on-week.html' title='Notes on the week'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-662906716800051292</id><published>2007-01-21T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:46:43.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week goes by. . .</title><content type='html'>And I wish I could just get myself in a routine to blog a little each day when I think of what I want to say, and not after a week or so when I can't remember all the "important things" I have to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's start with the . . I have some kind of winter nesting or organization illness.  I have cleaned out clothes closets, bookshelves, kitchen and dining room cupboards, underneath sinks, storage closets and everything else in between.  I have become the "garbage queen" once again to my hubby as I toss expired foods, toiletries and things I don't know why I have them.  I have filled 2 boxes and one large shopping bag for the Vietnam Vets who collects alot of that stuff and uses it for helping fire, flood and homeless victims in our area.  You just need to call and they pick it up off of your porch, and we also have a few household lamps and such to donate.  I just keep thinking of organizing hints and looking for storage solutions to help me (or us) out.  Part of it also is due to the simplify way of life that we all need to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stacks of books I want to read, but also stacks of papers to grade and post by Tuesday night.  I think I may be able to make a dent tonight since hubby wants to watch playoff football, so I can use that time to read, correct and grade.  I really am happy I am a guidance counselor fulltime and just teach the 2 sections of psych.  I went to Borders (again!!) and picked up a few new paperbacks I decided I wanted to add to my collection. . . for now.  I may end up selling or swapping but I need to see how I feel about the author and the series.  Its Laurell Hamilton's Merry Gentry series which is supernatural and a bit different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest accomplishment of the past week though, has to be designing and completing 4 necklaces and 4 pair of earrings.  I have my beads out, but didn't feel much like creating over Christmas.  Since then, I have finished up 2 necklaces for me, 1 for a gift, and one to be auctioned off at our banquet (with a pair of earrings too).  I also made 2 pair of earrings for a friend from college, and one for Keith's daughter.  I use the hoops that you can use to make "wine charms" from, but they make a nice size hoop with beads and dangles.  I have already started 2 more for me, and I want to post pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that brings me to the fact that I need to download the information for our new camera onto this computer.  One never knows how long that may take me.  Some jobs just get done easier and quicker.  But for those interested, I hope to take pics of my beading work and post them. . . if there is anyone left reading here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-662906716800051292?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/662906716800051292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=662906716800051292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/662906716800051292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/662906716800051292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-week-goes-by.html' title='Another week goes by. . .'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116872936824238071</id><published>2007-01-13T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:02:48.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Week</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I fell away from the blogging thing after I said I was going to do better cause I wanted to.  After 3 days at work, last weekend was kind of blah.  We were supposed to head to my aunt's on Saturday night but I felt flu symptoms coming.  I never did "get sick" so we caught up with family on Sunday at a brunch in memory of my grandparents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full week at work wore me out though.  I had to work Tuesday night, meeting Thursday and cancelled our plans for Friday due to fatigue.  We were just going to head out to an RV show, but I would rather go to the car show in Pittsburgh since we are looking to get one come March or April.  Today we spent money at Wally's, Sam's and I used gift cards, personal shopping day and found sales at Borders.  We mainly bought long term foods, like meat, but also found new lamps we both liked and really needed since both of them were either flickering and hissing or would go out after a slight bump to the table.  Yeah for good buys and finding what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have more to say, but dinner is getting cold. . .get a beverage and snack.  I hope to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116872936824238071?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116872936824238071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116872936824238071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116872936824238071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116872936824238071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-week.html' title='Another Week'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116788183878720360</id><published>2007-01-03T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T22:37:18.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night</title><content type='html'>Tonight is going to be a late night, and while I really don't want to stay up past my work bedtime, I have to at least wait to see how my beloved Irish team plays in the beginning of the 2nd half.  It could be a bad morning tomorrow.  What was the BCS thinking when they put bowl games on nights when people have to go to work.  Yeah if you are on the west coast, it works, but not here.&lt;br /&gt;The Irish are playing in New Orleans which is where we spent Easter 2005.  It was pre-Katrina, and we had a good time.  There is a lot of history there, and while I enjoyed the markets, the shops, the food, and seeing the buildings and cemetaries there, the best thing on the trip was the plantation tour we went on.  We went to Laura and to the Oaks.  Both were amazing tours and I learned alot, but Laura moved me in many ways.  I could feel the emotion welling up inside as we learned about the slaves and the world that the family lived in.  It was Good Friday, and I think that added to my feeling of spirituality as we visited this home.  I don't know if I will ever go back, but being there was very interesting and we able to see the Garden District, downtown, Magazine street, Tulane, and ride all of the trolleys and even a bus.  We stayed in the business district, so we were central and really got a good glimpse of the city in 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to work today was good for my routine.  Now I just need to get on some kind of "better" eating routine as well.  I had a busy day sorting mail and answering phone calls.  Tomorrow I have 2 letters of rec to write for a competitive program, and review grades for our 8th grade scholarships.  I also have some type of eye test, and have to work for a few hours in the evening.  Is it Friday yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116788183878720360?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116788183878720360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116788183878720360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116788183878720360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116788183878720360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/01/late-night.html' title='Late night'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116767037001757924</id><published>2007-01-01T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:52:50.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Well, we made it to 2007; I wonder what this year will bring to all of us?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I needed a little change for the new year, and since I have no skills at all when it comes to blog looks, I have to stick with what blogger offers.  Maybe someday I can get a new look that is fresher.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice evening with family playing games and having pizza.  My sister-in-law is pregnant, and many foods make her ill, so the pizza was something she could handle.  We managed to last until midnight, kissed in the new year, and went to bed.  I am very thankful to have tomorrow off though, to get back into some routine of bed and wake-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shout out to Karen. . I tried to comment on your blog last night but we had to leave and it wouldn't go through.  I will email soon though!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116767037001757924?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116767037001757924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116767037001757924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116767037001757924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116767037001757924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116749266576954501</id><published>2006-12-30T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:31:05.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you have a great Christmas?</title><content type='html'>We had a very nice holiday here in the H home.  Keith spoiled me for sure (again).  He surprised me with a diamond journey pendant on Christmas eve and then I had DVDs of Charmed and West Wing, CDs of Carrie Underwood, Mamma Mia, Toby Keith and Leanne Womack to open.  He bought "us" a new TV for the kitchen, a new crockpot, and me some pajamas, books, and the newest American Girl mini doll.  **I am really just a kid at heart**.  We spent Christmas day with my Mom and Bill, and then had both Tuesday and Thursday to ourselves.  Yesterday, my brother Greg and his family made it to PA for the wedding today.  I am taking it easy this am since I got my hair put up into a "do", and don't want to mess it up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure of our plans for NY eve yet, although we have been invited to a party.  We might just see my brother, wife and niece and then come home to be together.  As Christmas break nears its end, I am thinking I want to just enjoy my home and my husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116749266576954501?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116749266576954501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116749266576954501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116749266576954501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116749266576954501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/12/did-you-have-great-christmas.html' title='Did you have a great Christmas?'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116749236154098560</id><published>2006-12-30T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:26:01.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun test</title><content type='html'>I always liked to test my vocab knowledge . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Vocabulary Score: A-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourvocabularyquiz/vocab.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on your multifarious vocabulary!&lt;br /&gt;You must be quite an erudite person.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourvocabularyquiz/"&gt;How's Your Vocabulary?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116749236154098560?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116749236154098560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116749236154098560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116749236154098560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116749236154098560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-test.html' title='Fun test'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116655853293116476</id><published>2006-12-19T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T15:02:12.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Holiday MeMe</title><content type='html'>I don't usually do these but with Christmas less than a week away, I saw this while blog surfing, copied it, and now want to share for anyone who still stops by. . .And if you do, I think you should add this to your blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Hot Chocolate although I try not to have it too much due to the sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just set them under the tree? No kids, but I wrap all gifts.  When I was a kid, my parents wrapped them all, so I would too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree or white? Many many colored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up? It depends on what is going on.  Last year it was over Thanksgiving weekend but this year it was from December 9-16th!!  I think it was due to the fact that we were out of town till after Thanksgiving, and it was early this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)? Ham sandwiches and cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child?  Probably going to midnight mass with my parents and brothers.  And then watching them get so excited over gifts on Christmas morning when I was old enough to "know" about Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? I was in 5th or 6th grade I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? As kids, we always opened our exchange with each other, and now hubby and I open one gift before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? Colored lights, and the ornaments are ones that have meaning for me.  Many were mine growing up, and when my parents split up, I "inherited" many of the glass ornaments.  Since then, Keith and I add a few each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Do you like it or Dread it? I am OK with it, but I hate to driving in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you ice skate? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift? I think it would be the  hope chest my husband got me the first year we were married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? nutrolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite holiday tradition? We have a traditional Christmas eve dinner with my dad's family, go to midnight mass, and the open gifts Christmas morning.  After that we go to my Mom's for brunch and see her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What tops your tree? A star with lights in it. . .we used to have the one that was on my family's tree but it has seen better days, so this is the first year we have a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Which do you prefer Giving or Receiving? I love both, but my favorite is giving, there's something about watching the other person open the presents, I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite Christmas Song? O Holy Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Candy Canes yuck or yum? ick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Fruitcake? No way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116655853293116476?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116655853293116476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116655853293116476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116655853293116476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116655853293116476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/12/holiday-meme.html' title='A Holiday MeMe'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116569138642678728</id><published>2006-12-09T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T14:09:46.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to tell</title><content type='html'>There has been much going on and movement since you last read about my somewhat boring life.  We left for San Diego on November 18th, and had a wonderful time being warm, and meeting our nephew and godson Carson for the first time.  The christening was on Sunday, and it was a very nice event with family and friends.  We were able to spend time playing with Adam (my other nephew) on Saturday, and Mila too.  I was babysitter for Adam on Monday afternoon, and then we hit the SD zoo on Tuesday with everyone which was fun.  Doug and Adam, and my dad left Tuesday evening so Wednesday was "our" day. . .Keith and I went on the SD trolley tour so we could shop and enjoy the day.  We arrived home early Friday morning, napped, and then Keith left for hunting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped, watched football, attended a party and got my nails done while he was gone.  Besides that, I did clean a bit but didn't put up any Christmas decorations like I did last year.   So, its the 9th and there are none up yet, but I go on break from school on the 15th.  Yeah, yeah, its a great one!!  We have 18 days off and I deserve them all.  I had to test 8th graders today, and we had 57 show up which is a good amount for our small school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I did most of my shopping at stores, and this year, a large amount has been done online for various reasons.  One is that I got alot of free shipping, and the other is that certain gifts were only available or easier to find via the internet.  Most of it is done, but it does leave the decorating, wrapping, hardtack candy making and card sending left to do.  However, I am in more of the spirit this year than last although it will be the first year without my grandmother.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really did instill in me the fun in giving, and for years I wrapped all of her gifts which were high in number until she discovered gift cards.  It will be sad missing her this year.  We have a wedding on the 30th, and Greg, Reggie and MIla will be in to visit over that weekend so we will be able to give her gifts instead of mail them.  I wish Adam would be here too cause Christmas is more fun when you see your nephews and niece open gifts.  Carson won't realize it this year, but the next few would be fun.  Maybe some year all of us will be able to be together.  (Or Keith and I will win the lottery and fly from home to home over the 3-4 days to play Santa!!)  yeah, here's hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are off.  Last week we spent alot of time at home, so we are heading out for some shopping and dinner.  Its cold but sunny so we should appreciate these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116569138642678728?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116569138642678728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116569138642678728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116569138642678728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116569138642678728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-much-to-tell.html' title='So much to tell'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116276232980980397</id><published>2006-11-05T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T16:32:09.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two different areas of my brain. . .</title><content type='html'>First, I took some type of personality/career test in grad school which says that I should "work with people" but also reported I could have been a surgeon or a detective.  Well, the surgeon part, I am not so sure about, but the detective part. . .I have to do that every day when dealing with the kids.  Did I mention that sometimes I have to figure out what they need me to do on THEIR college apps?  This week, I wasn't a detective in the finding out stuff, but more like a DA in trying to find out what type of consequences we give to students who need some. &lt;br /&gt;However, I have played detective recently and was able to find out some information via the internet that I never imagined I could find.  I guess putting 2 and 2 together isn't as hard as I once thought it to be when maneuvering around the web.  I am still not so great when it comes to some issues with web, computer, etc. . .but I have figured out a few problems with our grading system, and "detectived" myself to find out something I wanted to know.  And now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Keith was at ND this past weekend for the game, and I was at home.  I shopped a little, made lasagna for dinner today, cleaned the fridge, did some laundry, changed the sheets, organized a few areas of our home, and enjoyed some me time.  I did get a few gifts for Christmas, but mostly I just enjoyed being busy doing things that needed done.  There is always more to do, and I am still trying to get rid of things we don't need.  It just takes time to dig yourself out when you have more than you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week ahead is a 3 day with kids but I have a meeting one day, too, conferences, and a day off.  I am getting my hairs cut and highlighted tomorrow, work Tuesday night, and have a wedding next Saturday so I also need to find what I am going to wear and make sure it is all together (and I have pantyhose!!!).  We leave for San Diego and the christening on the 18th so that week will be busy as well.   I guess I really need to appreciate these moments when I can clean and organize since time is just moving by quickly.  Does anybody else feel the need to just "hold on for the ride" somedays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116276232980980397?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116276232980980397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116276232980980397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116276232980980397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116276232980980397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-different-areas-of-my-brain.html' title='Two different areas of my brain. . .'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116215946746016394</id><published>2006-10-29T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:04:27.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few weeks later</title><content type='html'>Life has been busy again.  Today was the school's annual open house for prospective students, and we had a good showing.  We have mass, brunch, and then tours with our student ambassadors, a group of which I am in charge.  I think we had the most interest this year than we have in a while.  Many times we get only those who want to go to school here, and not those who are searching or considering schools.  Anyway, its over, which means that I can go back to working on college apps and rec letters instead of worrying about who will be where etc.  I do need to send out about 50 of our "brochure books" but will be able to take care of that this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not much else going on.  Keith and I have been watching Notre Dame games on TV. . .and next week he is going out with my Dad for the game.  We have had both time at home on the weekends, and time visiting friends.  Last week Junior Woman's club had a dance.   Although it is supposed to be a fundraiser for the entire club, we had only 21 people there, and only 8 members.  That is really sad cause we had the potential to make so much more money.  I think I would rather pay $100 in dues than have these fundraisers cause no one ever seems to want to support them after the members say they want to.  We were supposed to have a comedy night in the spring, but the comedians are much more to "put out" for so I don't know if we are even going to consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Juniors, at October's meeting we made beaded necklaces/bracelets using my and my Mom's beads.  I asked for $6 for bracelet and $10 for a necklace (which we decided should have been more).  Well, one of the members made a 24 inch necklace using some really nice beads so she got a deal.  I know she would not have made that one if I had charged by the bead or by the inch like I used to have to do when I didn't have my own.  She is just the kind of person who would do this even when asked not to use so many of the beads when many won't be seen due to being around the back.  I really should have said anything over 18 would be an additional amount of money but I really didn't see her taking all the rather pricey beads she did.  I guess I learned a lesson, although I already knew she was kind of a "taker" anyway.  It seems she always has a plug for herself or something she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have many papers to grade for the end of the quarter but we are off school tomorrow and have until Wednesday to get them in the computer.  We are having problems with our online grade company, and while people keep telling me, I don't know what to say cause I don't have that much experience or knowledge with computers.  It is just frustrating cause I want to be able to help but I just can't seem to find the time to look into all that this entails.  We need an expert.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am thinking I need a little nap.  I am just kidding but it is really a fall, lazy day today.  I have 2 4 day weeks in a row, and then we have a full week but on the 18th we leave for San Diego and the christening.  I think we might appreciate the warm weather by then.  Fall seems to be blowing in here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116215946746016394?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116215946746016394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116215946746016394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116215946746016394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116215946746016394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/10/few-weeks-later.html' title='A few weeks later'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116091902589658164</id><published>2006-10-15T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T09:30:25.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend with nothing</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was "full" of stuff. . .I taught my last underage drinking class for this cycle, a bridal shower, an Apple Fest and an evening of food, drink and conversation at a friend's.  The week didn't get much better since I had to drive 30 miles to do some paperwork for my 2nd job, and then work at 2nd job on Tuesday.  I hosted a meeting here on Thursday, so Wednesday was cleaning and prepping day.  By Friday night, I was happy to just sit on the couch and watch TV with hubby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did end up eating out and doing a bit of shopping yesterday.  It was 25% off for educator's at Borders so I got my 2007 calender, a book for me and a gift for hubby for Christmas.  I also picked up 2 pair of boots at Walmart.  They are suede like but stretchy and have a wedge heel.  I haven't had anything like this, but have been wanting something like this for wearing out.  I usually don't wear heels but these are wedges so I think they should be more comfy.  The price was right for something I won't wear daily or walk in much so I got both black and brown.  I started the shopping by needing coke/pepsi and sprite/sierra mist for a taste test in my Psych class, but we ended up with a bit more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was just a gorgeous Indian summer day here, and we spent it outside at an Apple Fest where I got 2 gifts for niece and nephew, some delicious Honey Crisp apples, and a new decoration for our front door (for spring though so I have to wait a while to use it).  We also walked among the over 1000 cars that were there for the car show in this small town north of us.  It was a great way to spend the day, especially since this weekend, although sunny, is 20 degrees colder than last weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we are going out to brunch, and then I want to make a beaded bracelet for a co-worker whose birthday was last weekend, read a bit, and enjoy a lazy day.  I have much to do this week, and next weekend appears to be a busy time as well.  I am making a list of things I must complete this week. . .like pick up our sponsor paper from church so we can send it to my brother for his son's baptism in November, call about a craft show at which I would like to take  my bookmarks and magnets, and do my lesson plans for the next month.  It was nice to have some days to just enjoy home and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I did watch a bit of QVC cooking day yesterday, but didn't buy anything which was good for me!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to be back here and keeping track of my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116091902589658164?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116091902589658164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116091902589658164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116091902589658164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116091902589658164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-with-nothing.html' title='A weekend with nothing'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-116000626631777020</id><published>2006-10-04T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T19:57:46.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Declutter my world</title><content type='html'>Over the past 6 months, I have been selling books, CD and a few DVD on Amazon.  I am not making a huge amount of money, but since many of the books were received at little or no cost, it has helped us a bit with spending money.  I think I have made over $350 minus the cost of shipping which has enabled us to eat out and have a bit of fun while trying to get ourselves out of debt.  I know there are more things I " could" sell, but I am not sure I have the time to photograph them and get them set up on either ebay or craig's list.  Since a few of the things are furniture or vintage large pieces of furniture, craig's list which is free and local is the way to go, but I still have to prep everything.  All I know is that it would help us money wise, but it would also be great to have a chance to get rid of things that take up space.  I sometimes buy DVD or CD and then realize I don't NEED them (which is easier to discover than. . .) or WANT them.  So, I intend to clean house again and see if I can sell more things. . . &lt;br /&gt;If I had a flea market close, I would probably go and sell fairly often but I hate yard sales cause its so much bother when there are few who stop.  At markets however, more people usually means more sales.  I am also trying hard to avoid buying more when I don't NEED OR WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that thought, though, I do need (OK, want) some new jeans and just can't seem to find the time to get to the stores I want to explore and try on some new jeans.  I have not bought myself a pair in about 5 years. . .I usually do prefer to wear skirts or khakis but sometimes you just NEED jeans.. . .LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-116000626631777020?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116000626631777020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=116000626631777020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116000626631777020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/116000626631777020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/10/declutter-my-world.html' title='Declutter my world'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-115982328227877782</id><published>2006-10-02T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:08:02.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it ironic?</title><content type='html'>Irony is wanting to talk to a trusted friend about personal thoughts on something, and then realize that the one friend you really trust enough to listen, understand, etc. . .is the friend who you want to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony is also when people who are open to new thoughts and non-judgemental are the ones who end up judging you before you are even given a chance to listen or understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-115982328227877782?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/115982328227877782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=115982328227877782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115982328227877782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115982328227877782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/10/isnt-it-ironic.html' title='Isn&apos;t it ironic?'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-115974571272458613</id><published>2006-10-01T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:35:12.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am</title><content type='html'>I know how long it has been since I posted, and its not that there is nothing to say or that I haven't been checking other blogs.  I do and I have, but somehow I just wanted to enjoy my summer and then all of a sudden, school started.  However, there were some high points. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**On 7/7, my nephew and godson, Carson William was born in San Diego, and although we have seen pics of him, we are looking forward to seeing him at his christening in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**We had a fantastic time in Cape May. . great weather, great food, and my Dad drove out with us and stayed with us, which I think has helped our relationship and we enjoyed being together for a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**School started with the most kids ever in the past 10 years, and I feel good that my hardwork has helped to build enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This year, I am taking the time to enjoy the meetings with kids, the retreats, the time I spend with classes, etc.  I know its only October 1, but I want to make this a positive year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I have read many books over the summer and this fall, but mostly about the food industry.  I would never give up my guidance counseling for working as a chef, etc, but it is interesting to read about the work, the restaurants, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I have been trying to sell some books on Amazon to help with expenses, but then I go and spend it on beads.  I guess I should be trying to sell some jewelry etc.  I did have fun this summer creating new pieces and earrings and would probably be working on something now, but I spent the weekend trying to feel better.  The first cold of the season has caused coughing, aches, and illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This is really a new start.  We had a computer that was not working but things are remedied for now, and I miss being able to look back at my old entries now that they have disappeared.  However, this can be a new beginning for a new season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-115974571272458613?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/115974571272458613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=115974571272458613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115974571272458613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115974571272458613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-115189358392975625</id><published>2006-07-02T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:26:23.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday weekend</title><content type='html'>For many its a holiday weekend, for me, its just another week off for summer break.  But it is also a time when I don't feel guilty for not going into school to see what is happening there.  We had some family fun these past 2 days, and have more planned for this week.  On Saturday, there was a huge family reunion for my grandmother's descendents/siblings, etc.  There are:  (from my great grandparents. ..) 7 children (my gram was one), 47 grandchildren (my mom), 98 great-grandchildren (me) and 46 great-great grandchildren (my niece and nephew).  I know so many of my second cousins cause I was the 3rd oldest great grandchild. . .and older than some of my mom's first cousins.  I also know many of the younger generation cause they are attending St. Joe's.  It is fun to see some of these folks outside of work. . .and its only every other year so its fun to have the reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we drove with my Mom and Bill to Portage for a picnic which got majorly stormed on.  We had great food, laughs, card games, and a peaceful drive.  I hope its nice enough the next couple of days to head to the pool, and we will be heading to MJ's for a picnic on Tuesday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Since I am using this laptop, I have hit an "8" at least 10 times while typing cause my nails are long. . .I want a bigger computer keyboard!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a closing note, I have been thinking of a few friendships I have had that have drifted off.  And it makes me feel sad.  I wish I had done things differently to keep them alive because each of the women brought something to my life---wisdom, laughter, listening, and just being there.  I know that friendships end, but I have always wanted myself to be the one who would work to keep them alive, and I feel disappointed in myself that I couldn't or didn't.  I am very happy to have my friends from college still around, and that Laurie and I have restarted our friendship, but I miss these 3 women for many reasons.  &lt;br /&gt;And I just don't know if I can make things right or get back to a point where we are as close as we were, but maybe I should try.  I do believe that sometimes friends give you what they have and what you need for a time, but after sharing so much, it hurts to see things end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-115189358392975625?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/115189358392975625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=115189358392975625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115189358392975625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115189358392975625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/07/holiday-weekend.html' title='Holiday weekend'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-115159417620588043</id><published>2006-06-29T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T11:16:16.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I let so much time go by.  Its not as if I haven't had time. . .I have since school was officially finished on the 9th.  Of course that doesn't mean that I have all day to play.  I have been here at least 3-4 mornings a week, and sometimes more depending on the week.  I have a borrowed laptop at home since our computer was quitting on its own, and we just haven't had a chance to get a new one yet.  But we will. . . .yeah, like I do everything. . .soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good though, although we are getting alot of rain.  There is much to tell, so I will do some highlights. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We had an estate sale at my Gram's and I have a few things to remember her by. . .especially some glasses and a really beautiful table cover from Germany.  It will be really hard to see the house sold, but happy that another family may be able to have some great memories there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We celebrated our 5 year anniversary at the Melting Pot restaurant (very yummy and very fun!!), and with a gift of diamond stud earring to me.  Now I just need to remember to wear them, and feel comfortable and not worried I will lose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We have plans to go to Cape May for vacation in August. .beach, sun, good food and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We have been working on the house, and have some great shrubs out front since my hubby has worked hard to put them in, &lt;br /&gt;and we need to get some bricklike things to edge it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We spent the first weekend in June in South Bend at my 20th college reunion with my friends, Sharon, Marci, Joanie, Molly and Teri.  It was a great trip, beautiful weather, and a fun memory trip.  Its amazing that 5 husbands, 9 kids, 20 years, many states and even another continent can't end friendships.  It was like we had just been together as we laughed, caught up and promised to not let this much time go by without a visit again.  Marci and I went to see our old dorm which after 20 years has the EXACT SAME bathrooms with no updates.  Ugh.  They were pretty bad then, but as a 42 year old, we see how what our parents saw. . .!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We have some plans for this next week that should be fun including an extended family reunion, a visit with Bill's family (my Mom's husband), and a trip to the Butler county fair with my Dad for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Keith's daughter, Tracy was in town for a surprise (but sad) visit.  His ex-mother-in-law died but she had been very ill, so I think the family was sad but also felt relief for her suffering.  Anyway, she spent the day with us on Friday as we ran errands, and then took her out to eat and shop at the new mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fully intend to try to get here more to update if there is anyone who stops by anymore.  Have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-115159417620588043?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/115159417620588043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=115159417620588043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115159417620588043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/115159417620588043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='What is wrong with me?'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-114641372450621166</id><published>2006-04-30T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T12:15:24.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what happens in 3 weeks</title><content type='html'>Well, many a thing has happened since I blogged last, and while I was busy over Easter break with all the things I last mentioned, it was my grandmother's death that took the toll out of me this week.  She had been in a Catholic home for about 2 weeks and we saw her on Easter.  A week later, she died in the hospital. . .peacefully and easily for someone who has been so ill and having such difficulty breathing.  We didn't have the funeral until Friday so out of town cousins (and my brothers) could get here.  It was a peaceful celebration of her life because that is what it was.  She is with my grandfather again after being seperated for over 3 years, and we are happy that she has found peace again with good health and love.  Anyway, the past week has been one of emotional ups and downs with seeing family, but also missing my last grandparent, and seeing the end of a generation in my family.&lt;br /&gt;I had to miss the senior retreat, and still have no idea how it went since we haven't been back to school (obviously), and I hopw things went ok.  This week are the last of my junior parent meetings and the prom along with D"UI group, dentist appointment, and getting started on the award banquet stuff.  May is the month I feel like I disappear and work takes over, but we do have some fun things going on.  Keith's birthday is at the end of the week, and our friends have a cinco de mayo party so we should have some time to celebrate his life.&lt;br /&gt;***A last thought on my grandmother before I continue to pick up this house and get things organized since I haven't been home much.  My grandfather died exactly one week before his next birthday, and my grandmother's birthday would have been today. . .one week after she died.  Tell me there isn't a heaven where your loved ones wait for you. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-114641372450621166?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/114641372450621166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=114641372450621166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114641372450621166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114641372450621166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-happens-in-3-weeks.html' title='what happens in 3 weeks'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-114478255337854688</id><published>2006-04-11T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T15:09:13.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we start again?</title><content type='html'>Although this line, from a song in Jesus Christ, Superstar, was not meant to mean what I mean, it really fits with my days.  Each day feels like its slipping away, and I have things that need accomplished but also are things I cannot do alone.  So, I try to plan, do what I can, and hope it will all work out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter break begins today for the most part. . .we have no kids here tomorrow when we have an inservice with grade school teachers/principals.  I am dreading it cause the one thing I don't want to be for the next day is nice to strangers.  Yeah,, that sounds cruel, but sometimes you just need to be with a dear husband who can listen to you and understand why you need time away from work, from family, and from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I have some plans for the next few days. . .a long-awaited trip to Penzey's Spices, a baby shower for my sis-in-law, Wendy who is coming into town with brother for a short weekend (Thursday-Sunday from CA).  It should be nice, but there are other family issues surrounding my grandmother's health and care, so who knows what the day will bring.  I hope to find some time to shop, read, grade papers, balance the school checkbook, enjoy some nice weather and just breathe and live.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know, we are coming into the months of life that get very crazy. . .End of April is on overnight retreat, an 8th grade test, a career test, a Prom, grades, an Award banquet, graduation, and more pressure to make sure the whole grade system is correct.  Its a good thing I am teaching my Psych class about stress. . .I might need to re-learn and re-think a little in that field.  This is always that time of year when I need to "stop" and enjoy what the day has brought, and I really do tend to forget.  I know its important to my well-being, but for some reason, I let the "other" voices in my head talk louder than the one that can keep my calm and focused.  I need time with friends, but can't seem to find any.  I need to talk to someone who understands, but am not sure anyone really does.  I need to cry and feel bad when I do cause it doesn't help.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I take it moment by moment, find some good music to listen to, and give love to those around me.  Somehow, I make it through and feel better in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-114478255337854688?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/114478255337854688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=114478255337854688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114478255337854688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114478255337854688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/04/can-we-start-again.html' title='Can we start again?'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-114329672302707128</id><published>2006-03-25T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T09:25:25.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies. . .</title><content type='html'>If I had enough time or space to talk about all that happened since I was here last, the reader would either be 1.  bored within  the first few minutes or 2. happy to see I am still alive or 3.  wondering if I had enough space as I rambled on.  So, I will give the highlights of the past month. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I attended the conference and had a great time learning and meeting new people.  I have spoken to next year's president whom I met last year at my very first conference, and I am hoping to be able to help next year with something.  She reminded me to email her and let her know what I would like to do.  I also met 2 other counselors whom I spent most meals with and whom I shared information from the workshops.  I brought back new ideas and new stuff, and got energized to finish the year with success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•The 6 hours on the train caused me to be obsessed with &lt;i&gt;The West Wing&lt;/i&gt; which I watched on my personal DVD player. . .oh how I love that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Work has been busy, I am in the middle of a DUI class, it has been cold, and I want spring to come sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•My brother, Reggie and Mila were here last weekend.  It is fun to see my niece and how she is becoming older.  She wasn't strange at all with us, and we are thinking about going to see them in June for my brother's 40th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Tomorrow is the Junior's spaghetti dinenr, and I am going up to work shortly to set up so we wont have as much to do tomorrow.  We also have a wedding this afternoon, so after cooking meat, setting up and making sure things are ready, I need to shower, wrap a gift and go.  On the plus side, we are  having prime rib for dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I did a craft show last weekend, and didn't sell too much, but I am still planning on doing some at Christmas.  I think that it will be better.  What I really need to do is to advertise my bookmarks on book club sites, or through book club members.  Most people at the sale were looking at food.  I guess they were just hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am so looking forward to Easter break.  We want to go to Penzey's spice store, the Fiestaware outlet and the outlets to get Keith a coat and shoes.  I also know of a bead show the Monday after Easter so I am hoping we can get there as well.  With Easter later this year, it makes break seem very far away.  But, it will get here, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I started a new idea this year . . .meeting with Junior parents to discuss next year's applications for college, scholarships, etc.  I made myself available 3 evening and some during the afternoon times.  So far, I have about 7 or 8 parents signed up, but I think more may at a later date. . .if not, at least I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the cable guy is here to fix us up with new equipment so we have better service and channels.  And I need to get ready to go for 10 to set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope there are still friends out there who stop by. . .I hope to be around more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-114329672302707128?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/114329672302707128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=114329672302707128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114329672302707128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114329672302707128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-flies.html' title='Time flies. . .'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-114088179831610921</id><published>2006-02-25T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T10:36:38.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Mardi Gras</title><content type='html'>Although my {fake-non-leap year) birthday is the REAL Mardi Gras date, we are having a small gathering of friends tonight to celebrate the event coming on Tuesday.  I came home from work yesterday and made spiced pecans, the rub and "mop" for the pulled pork, and a cheese spready thing.  I wanted to get it done so I wasn't a crazy woman today, and so we could take care of decorating, running to get fresh buns, and a few last minute items.  Worked well for me, and I am ready for some fun and friends tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;Last night, MJ and I went to see Jesus Christ Superstar.  Didn't get home till after 12, and then had to prep the meat to get it in the crock pot to cook all night.  However, sweet hubby had already done the dry rub and seared it, so I just needed to make sure it had the "wet" stuff on it.  We are waiting to run errands till after we put it on warm, and then will take care of it when we return.  Anyway, the musical was great, and we had a fun time having a drink after at the bar next door.  We don't ight traffic if we do that, so it works to our advantage.  After tonight, we have concert tix for Martina on Sunday, I work Monday, we will have dinner out on Tuesday, and I head to Lancaster, PA via a train early Wednesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Its the PA School counselor's conference, and I am ready to learn and meet new people and feel like I am among other professionals who do what I do all day.  I even picked up a couple of new sweaters to wear so I will "feel" better.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to get moving. . .have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-114088179831610921?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/114088179831610921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=114088179831610921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114088179831610921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114088179831610921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/02/early-mardi-gras.html' title='Early Mardi Gras'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-114019704377575346</id><published>2006-02-17T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:24:03.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday</title><content type='html'>Well, I missed Valentine's day.  No, not in real life. . here in my blog.  I wanted to come and write a friendship or love post, and the day just flew by.  I did however, get a dozen red roses from my hubby which was very cool since I never had roses before.  I am not the hugest fan of roses, but they are beautiful.  And why am I not a huge fan?  Well on Tuesday, after the delivery to my office which is small, I began to cough and experience a really bad headache.  When I left the room to teach, it stopped and then started again when I returned.  I left the roses here for Wednesday and was bringing in a vase for a few to leave here all week and take the rest home.  Headache and cough return, and I think. . .am I allergic?  So, Keith came and took 8 home and left 3 here (1 already was dead. . .not in the water at all), and I felt better.  At home, the scent is not too bad, so I can live with them in our bigger than  my office house.  However, I do doubt I will get red roses again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend in dinner birthday with Dad at Morton's Steakhouse. . .Yummo! as Rachael Ray would say.  I have some beading things to work on for a craft show I am doing in March, and I want to get out my Valentine day cards to friends who didn't get Christmas cards cause I was too busy.  See a pattern here?  However, I am sending the cards. .late but with love.  I wanted to type a letter all week, but never got to it, so a 3 day weekend might allow me to do it.  However, I teach my last UAD class on Saturday and have to do the completetion letters on Monday and I have an appointment for a haircut and highlight. . .I think.  Once again, my memory and busyness get to me. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-114019704377575346?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/114019704377575346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=114019704377575346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114019704377575346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/114019704377575346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113977647370998684</id><published>2006-02-12T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T15:34:33.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend over again</title><content type='html'>Its Sunday again, and time for another week of work.  This weekend, though, didn't revolve around a football game.  I did have to work on Saturday morning again--teaching a UAD class, but we had some fun Saturday night.  We had tickets to see Terri Clark (only those who are country fans will recognize!) at a smaller type of venue.  We were served a dinner of barbeque chicken, ribs, baked potato, etc.  It is a packed place and I had a hard time getting out of my seat to go to the bathroom, but you have a great view of the artist.  and Terri was excellent.  She joked with the crowd as she introduced her songs, and she had energy but also gave a litle information about herself and her band.  To me, that is better than someone who just sings. . you kind of lose their personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is a people are weird kind of entry too.  When we got to our seats, we should have been sitting next to each other at the table but the people who were at our table did the across from each other thing, which makes it hard to talk or touch each other.  We should have told them to move cause they sell the tix to be like that (side by side) but I didn't think of it at the time.  Also, he didn't eat his dinner which is odd cause why pay for it if you aren't going to?  And the people next to me were kind of zombie like throughout the evening which makes me wonder why go?  Yeah, so observations of the weekend. . .people are odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a DSM IV to use in my Psych class before we went to the concert, and thought about reading it today but then I realized how odd/weird that would make me!!  So, I am beading and reading a "Dear America" young adult book instead.  Relaxing, jammie, cuddle kind of day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113977647370998684?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113977647370998684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113977647370998684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113977647370998684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113977647370998684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend-over-again.html' title='Weekend over again'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113942987717985956</id><published>2006-02-08T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T15:17:57.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somedays I just wonder</title><content type='html'>OK, where to start with this one.  Yesterday, Keith had an appointment with his doctore to follow up on his blood pressure and his meds, and to look again at his glucose levels cause the doctor mentioned they were "high" last time.  So, he goes to the appointment, but although we had discussed him trying to get away with diet and exercise to control issues for now, I never mentioned to him what levels I knew were "good" versus bad, etc.  Anyway, his HgA1C was 5.7 (which I know is in the normal range) and the doctor decided to put him on Metformin.  And not just a minor dose to see what would happen but 2000mg a day within the first 10 days. . . .yeah, so I have been diagnosed type 2 for over 2 years, AND have had numbers as high as 9.1 when having blood tests done, and I take 2000 mg a day.  Sounds kind of extreme, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we discussed it, I checked more of my information, and I emailed my sister-in-law who is an internist just to see what she looked with these numbers, and Keith decided he wants to just watch his blood sugar since I have a glucometer.  Um, yeah, and it was 84 before dinner yesterday. . . without meds.  Of course, today my battery died in the am, so we can't check it in the morning till tomorrow, but I am thinking he made the right decision for now.  And I have an appointment with my doctor in late March so we will be having a discussion about this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. . .did you know it is National School Counselor's week this week?  I had an inservice with principal and asst. principal today so we had some lunch, and I have been giving tootsie pops to my classes and anyone who stops by my office.  Sometimes school counselors get a bad rap.  Recently a radio station here said that "guidance counselors do that cause they can't do anything else".  If I had not been driving I would have called to give them a piece of my mind.  But, I know there can be "bad" ones out there. . .Just like in any other profession.  I just don't like the idea that I fell into this cause I didn't know what else to do.  I choose to do what I love, and this is it.  So, thank your school counselor, or your kids, this week.  I say they deserve it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113942987717985956?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113942987717985956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113942987717985956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113942987717985956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113942987717985956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/02/somedays-i-just-wonder.html' title='Somedays I just wonder'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113917982251798595</id><published>2006-02-05T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:50:22.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>And yes, its finally SuperBowl Sunday so all of the Steeler stuff you see on the news, on the local stations, and in the papers will be calming down.  However, since the game has not started yet, I guess I can say that it could get worse if the Steelers end up winning the game cause then we will have 25 million evaluations of the game and players.  Don't get me wrong, I am a Pittsburgh girl at heart so even though I am not the hugest fan of pro-football, I want to see my team win. . . .and Jerome Bettis (good old ND guy) is a main reason why I want to see them win.  &lt;br /&gt;So, I am here to say. . .I really had great intentions to blog more, but for some reason, I just have not made the time.  I want to, but I just don't seem to do it.  I guess I need to make the same statement again. . ."I have lots to say, and I want to get here to speak more often."  Maybe this week I will try to "talk" daily as a challenge to myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working at DUI on Monday nights and also Saturday mornings currently.  This makes my weekends short for sure.  Yesterday, though, we hit the new Sam's and Wal**art near us to check out the size and to fight our way through the crowds shopping for food for today.  I also got a new blouse, ordered a text I need for Psych class, and bought some Victoria's bath gels and lotions.  We had a great dinner, came home and crashed.  Today was surely a lazy day to be at home, but I did iron, clean up, get Valentine's gifts ready for nephew and niece, prep some food, and read a little.  Oh yeah, and managed to see soem Charmed on the marathon. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. . .cold, a bit snowy, and surely hectic in this city of Steelers, but good.  Have a great week.  And I will be here each and everyday with something to say that is more than replaying my days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113917982251798595?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113917982251798595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113917982251798595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113917982251798595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113917982251798595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/02/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113858202851767836</id><published>2006-01-29T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:47:08.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It WAS the weekend</title><content type='html'>I can't believe its Sunday evening and I will be heading back to work tomorrow.  But, it does tend to go fast when you do nothing much all weekend.  Friday, I came home a bit early with horrible cramps, but felt OK enough by noon on Saturday to go to a home show, shop a bit at Michaels crafts and Lane Bryant, and have dinner at Outback Steakhouse.  However, by night, I had horrible sinus pain and couldn't breathe.  &lt;br /&gt;So, here I am again, fighting a cold.  I really think I should have made sure I got a flu shot, but I just didn't think of it when they were making the announcements.  Two years ago, I was the healthiest and that was when I had the shot.  Sometimes, being around sick high schoolers can make it worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will probably fly by because I have deadlines at work, a visit with L on Tuesday (who is doing better but still weak. . .more on her after I see her), and nothing much planned till Super Bowl Sunday.  Since the Steelers are in it, a friend is having a party but I am pretty sure Keith and I will stay here.  For one, I may need to get to bed since I work a long day on Monday.  And for two, Keith would rather watch the game here AND our TV is bigger than the one our friend has.  For the biggest game of the year (for my hubby) that means he would rather be at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an entirely different note, I am going to be an aunt again.  My sister-in-law from CA is pregnant after a long and trying time to get there.  I am very happy for her and Jeff cause I know how much they have wanted to start a family.  It is fun being an aunt. . .I just wish they lived closer to us.  &lt;br /&gt;Well, I am off to take more cold meds, and get ready for a work week.  I know I need to get myself writing more, its just a bit hard to think about what to share somedays. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113858202851767836?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113858202851767836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113858202851767836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113858202851767836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113858202851767836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-was-weekend.html' title='It WAS the weekend'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113763154781979463</id><published>2006-01-18T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T19:45:47.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it one thing at a time</title><content type='html'>So, I have a busy week ahead.  I have planning a banquet (small one--27 people) at a local restaurant, have tickets to see a play (Miss Saigon) on Saturday, AFTER I attend a meeting for Relay for Life with 2 people from work.  In there, Keith and I also will be attending a blessing for my mother and Bill which means by the Catholic church since they can now be married by the church.  Sunday, the Steelers are playing so there will be some get together of the friends circle, and then Monday its back to work both at day and at night.  Hm.  Maybe I felt sick today because of all I have coming up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was, I was home today feeling under the weather with stomach issues.  Enough said, and I feel much better now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things have been boring here, but I am not sure what things I want to discuss so far.  And, it is still getting used to blogging again that is part of it.  I know there are things to discuss, issues to voice opinions on, and life to report on, but for now, I am taking my days one at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113763154781979463?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113763154781979463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113763154781979463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113763154781979463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113763154781979463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/01/taking-it-one-thing-at-time.html' title='Taking it one thing at a time'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113720965525010409</id><published>2006-01-14T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:34:15.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday. . .the 13th</title><content type='html'>Today would have been my grandfather's birthday.  He has been gone for 3 years this month, but I still expect to see him when I go and visit my grandmother's home.  It has not been easy for my Mom and her sisters since they have had to have care for my gram 24/7 since he died.  They have daytime caretakers that she pays for, but at night, each of them takes a night or two to sleep there, and weekends are all theirs as well.  My mom finally had enough mentally for many reasons, and stopped going on a regular basis (plus they travel to see my niece and nephew and brothers) so it was tough for her.  Supposedly my gram is on an assisted living waiting list,  but no one knows when there might be a place.  It has been tough.  And I know first hand cause I did help for a while but I really thought it was temporary and my schedule with 2 jobs just got to be too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the computer is updated.  I am happy about that, cause now we can use safari, can get rid of dial up at home, and things are working better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a day of errands, and I guess football for hubby in the evening.  Notice, once again, not too much going on here in  my life, but thanks to all who stopped in or emailed to let me know you got my message about the change.  I do like having a place to "write and sort things out".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113720965525010409?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113720965525010409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113720965525010409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113720965525010409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113720965525010409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-13th.html' title='Friday. . .the 13th'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113698520249536188</id><published>2006-01-11T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T08:13:22.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day two</title><content type='html'>I really need to get my imac updated with OSX, and use either safari or netscape on it.  I can't even get to my own blog when &lt;br /&gt;I am using IE since it isn't as compatible with macs as is used to be.  &lt;br /&gt;OK, so things are a bit boring around my life right now.  I am currently trying to get grades done for semester end this week, plan a small banquet for Junior Woman's, and recover from the upper respitory infection.  I am still coughing and have sinus issues, but I do feel better.  Last night, a killer headache hit, though, but sleep and a cold cloth on  my forehead helped. . I never really thought it would work, but after Keith brought me one, the headache did subside.  &lt;br /&gt;It's Wednesday, its January.  There isn't much going on.  But it is day two of my new home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113698520249536188?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113698520249536188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113698520249536188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113698520249536188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113698520249536188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/01/day-two.html' title='Day two'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20787568.post-113691812878805120</id><published>2006-01-10T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:35:39.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have missed blogging</title><content type='html'>Even though I had been neglecting my blog, I have missed it, so I am back again.  I just decided to go with blogger and all the issues that come.  I really don't have major complaints yet, and although I may be spoiled by having my "own" domain, I can live with this as long as it gives me a voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20787568-113691812878805120?l=shamrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/113691812878805120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20787568&amp;postID=113691812878805120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113691812878805120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20787568/posts/default/113691812878805120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamrocksongs.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-missed-blogging.html' title='I have missed blogging'/><author><name>chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
