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Musings from Mama

Friday, May 30, 2008

My New Song







The Dad didn't really like my little song and wouldn't even let me finish singing it so I have to send it to y'all. I can sing it but haven't quite gotten the music down on paper. Anyway, Here Goes:




(Chorus)


'Way back in these Kentucky Hills, We've got all a-them modern frills;
'Way back in these Kentucky Hills today-ay.
The Dad brought home a toilet bowl, He could put it over the crawdad hole:
What're all the neighbors goin' to say?!

They'll think we're high-falutin,
They'll think we're tootie fruitin,
But on the front porch, that toilet bowl will si-it.
Someone said to put it in the privy,
Or maybe in that broke-down chevy
We could plant some flowers inside of it.

Ohhhhhhh, (Repeat Chorus)

Monday, May 26, 2008

The Dad Sets a Record

Well, it has finally happened: as I was downstairs looking for a missing object (of said father), I realized that he has taken over as many rooms as we lived in in our Valparaiso house!!! Yes, that is a fact. I think it has reached my limit! So we now have a rule that if it isn't cleaned up shortly, I will do so--and I will throw away stuff--we'll see!!!

Friday, May 23, 2008

Done!!!!

And Now MY CLASS IS DONE!!! All done and finished and I am so happy. I have a final evaluation to do next week but the writing is all turned in and so I just wait. Had my site-supervisor eval. today and he said nice things and the "growing edges" were nothing I didn't already know. And we had another site eval. today with our supervisor, Rob (my classmate who also is at Trover) and the Sr.'s boss. It went well but was looooooooong.

Now, what can I do with it? Well, I will be able to be a "trained" volunteer chaplain with 1 credit of C.P.E. (Clinical Pastoral Education). Perhaps not very impressive but I am proud of having completed it intact. I won't be putting in all those hours of study/clinicals but they were good. And, one of the best things: I now know I am not too stupid to go to school so just may, one day, begin work on my M Div.-but maybe after the grandboys are older and I don't go to see them as much. YIPPPPEEEEEEE

How Well Do You Know Me?

HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW ME? TRY THIS!!!Okay, this one is different - this is funny. YOU fill in the blanks about ME and send it back to ME. But FIRST, send a blank one out to all your friends, including me, so we can return the favor to you. Be honest. They're really SCARY to get back. It only takes a few minutes, so just do it! Now, Luci Mae, you can try my blog too.

Where did we meet?

Take a stab at my middle name?

Do I smoke?

Color of my eyes?

Do I have any siblings?

What's one of my favorite things to do?

What's my favorite type of music?

Am I shy or outgoing?

Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules?

Any special talents?

How many children do I have?

If you and I were stranded on a deserted island, what is one thing that I would bring?

I can't wait to see the answers!!!Play now!Thanks,

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Crushed!!!

Woe is Me!!! The Dad doesn't need hearing aids and won't for a couple of years probably!!! The V.A. sent him to a hearing clinic (or some such thing) in Marion, Il. to have his hearing checked and, wouldn't you know it: he doesn't need them! He asked the lady who did the testing for a statement in writing! She laughed and said she hears that a lot. Well, he doesn't hear high tones but it is not bad enough yet. Now I will just have to be meaner about his hearing or lack thereof!

As for me, I have 2 more weeks of classes and then any make-up work that remains (I think I'm OK there) and a BIG self-evaluation paper that I have to have in by 2 weeks after the class is done if not before. The instructor (s) do one on me also and we sit down with it and discuss it. It has to be done within those 2 weeks too. I am hoping to have mine done before class is done!! I dearly HATE these things because I dearly HATE all that Me, Me, Me! That is the worst thing about the incident reports and verbatims also: I did this..., I did that..., I said this, etc. etc. Oh, and we have to do peer evaluations too but he hasn't said, this time, to be creative!! He said that at the 1/2 way mark and so I did. It was around Easter and so I made paper Easter baskets and tucked candy inside and wrote the positive evals on one side and the negative (tiny) things I wrote in poetry form on the back--you all know my dumb poetry. They really got a bang out of them. All the guys just wrote theirs on plain paper and just a sentence or 2. Not very creative, but I expect theirs was Acceptable. And here I am doing the "I" thing (that I purport to hate)without being told to.
Sarah, if you are reading this, please send me your blog address again: it disappeared when my computer died. Thanks.

Have a great week and God bless.