<?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-2435399054045025314</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:55:43.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beth's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-5241809327691793919</id><published>2010-03-12T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:25:50.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercising and writing</title><content type='html'>So, I exercised for the fifth time this week! I didn't miss a day and twice I ran around 1/2 mile along with my routine.  However, the rain has put a damper (no pun intended) on the running.  Yesterday, I was at my brother's due to something I'll discuss in a minute so I couldn't work out on my normal equipment, but instead of foregoing my routine I decided to try his eliptical machine.  Scary thing that.  I made it 21 minutes but barely, it was rough.  It was like climbing up a hill with your feet incased in cement or something.  I really like my "normal" routine where I do multiple things...Nordic track, step, bouncer, crunches and sometimes running.  I think it mixes it up more and keeps me from getting bored.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was at my brothers due to his having to have put his dog to sleep.  His dog was an Anatolian Shepard used in Turkey to keep large cats (like Cougars!) away from sheep.  So this dog was BIG! And very furry.  He had a bark like he had swallowed a bull horn too.  But a nicer dog you won't find.  The problem was as big as he is, he had trouble with his joints and then had some eye issues that caused them to have to remove one of his eyes and that surgery and/or the medication from it caused issues with his liver and gall bladder that could not be easily corrected.  It was a hard decision but based on his level of suffering they decided the best course of action was to put him down.  It will be different going there and not seeing the big furry monstrosity.  I suggested their next dog might be better suited as a beagle! NOT well received, I'm afraid...having experienced both of mine beagles are not high on their list of possible new dogs!  For me, I cannot imagine life without one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I take the census test to possibly work on the census for a while.  I figure it will be a good way to get some extra money while I look for something more permanent (provided I pass the test!).  I will also complete and submit the story I'm writing and maybe start another one...I think the more I write the better and easier it will get!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-5241809327691793919?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5241809327691793919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/exercising-and-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5241809327691793919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5241809327691793919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/exercising-and-writing.html' title='Exercising and writing'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-6867237242675779202</id><published>2010-03-10T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:32:59.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog</title><content type='html'>My first blog in many weeks.  Since my last blog I have become unemployed.  I lost my banking job due to a referral rate that was below what they thought it should be.  Referral rates are basically the amount of times you offer someone a product when they call in to ask about their accounts.  I had a referral rate of 19.70 and they wanted 20%.  I didn't think I was that far off, however, in watching the Olympics I realized less than a fraction of a second can make a difference evidently not just in ski racing and bob sledding but also in banking, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been thinking long and hard about what I want to do when I grow up.  Granted I'm over 40 and should already have that covered, but I think anytime a change happens, if it is forced or not, one should re-evaluate.  I'm praying about it as well and it seems that God is leading me toward writing again.  I'm going to try to do a few children's books and see where that leads.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the "off" chance that doesn't work out, I am also taking a test to work on the census and have registered for unemployment and on a few sites to get my resume out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing, being unemployed opens up my schedule a lot more so I can do some fun stuff I didn't have time for in the past.  I went to the Capitol with the District's Legislative Action group.  That was eye opening.  I learned a lot about spending and how things I wouldn't have thought of effect it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, one of the legislators who spoke to us said that due to the unemployment rate and the economy being on a downswing people are largely buying only the staples.  Those being food and clothing, food and clothing are not taxed.  Therefore, there is less tax going into the economy and you follow the rest!&lt;br /&gt;I really hadn't considered that and I sat marveling about it for quite sometime after.  Then, I heard on the news someone is proposing taxing clothing.  Of course they are! Next they'll be taking part of the stuffing out of the turkey too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another representative mentioned how the state is allowed to borrow surplus funds from the school districts.  Then they are supposed to give it back with the interest that would have been earned had the districts been allowed to keep the funds.  It turns out this is often a losing proposition for the districts as the interest they get back is often less than they would have gotten.  And, of course, this is built into the laws of the State so the districts HAVE to give them the money.  Our district has not had to do this yet, but it is certainly possible.  This makes no sense to me when the schools are struggling so much...why cannot the State keep their hands out of money they have no business in?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my political commentary for the day...I'll end with this: Proverbs 21:1&lt;br /&gt;The king's heart is in the hand of the LORD; he directs it like a watercourse wherever he pleases.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-6867237242675779202?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6867237242675779202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-no-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6867237242675779202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6867237242675779202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3451265191144004652</id><published>2010-02-04T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:38:51.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day still going</title><content type='html'>So I worked out two days in a row! I am so thrilled and excited and realize I should never have stopped in the first place.  It makes no sense at all that I did and looking back I have no idea why I stopped.  The Holidays? But the Holidays cause weight gain so why would I not have worked out during them? Also it relieves stress...I seriously do not know what goes on in my head sometimes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news? The husband is out of the house, I took him over to Blaine in my pajamas this AM and he headed off in his truck to WORK.  Therefore, my life is back to normal.  I will go get the nephew this AM and then come back and clean up the house until daughter gets home to watch nephew and then can go get other nephew and niece! My life and routine are back! It is amazing how wonderful that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also admitted I am looking for a job today.  I didn't realize it before but my current job is not working very well.  I struggle each month to meet the sales goals and my heart is truly not in it.  I need to do something that I have talent for.  I love to write, I love to organize events, I love to coordinate volunteers, I like leading.  The problem is my resume reflects experience in insurance and banking which is not what I am good at doing.  So I decided I am going to start asking people who I know are in the business and education world to see if they know of anything out there I'd be good at.  Then I'm relying on their word of mouth and not my resume.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to enjoy my new-old routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3451265191144004652?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3451265191144004652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/02/2nd-day-still-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3451265191144004652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3451265191144004652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/02/2nd-day-still-going.html' title='2nd day still going'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-338385098167171537</id><published>2010-02-03T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T07:13:40.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband must leave house!</title><content type='html'>You know how they say when a husband retires and he is normally not home and then he is home and he begins to drive the wife crazy? Well, mine has had a broken work truck for 3 days now.  I normally have off on Tuesday and Wednesday and accomplish numerous tasks during that time.  well, he has been here on my couch in my way, tromping in and out of the house with his boots on, making a mess in the kitchen! I could go on but I'd be whining.  It is getting to the point that if the truck does not get fixed today, I will be going to the shop myself and standing behind the mechanic in a menacing fashion until he gets it done.  It is too much for me to have him around this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on working out today, yesterday I did not succeed due to the fact that I tried it when both husband and son were home.  No one is home now but the beagle so you'd think it would work out, barring the phone I mean and other unforeseen circumstances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL have a decent body to take to the pool when it opens in June, I WILL.  However, the upside of having him home yesterday is he ran out of things to do i.e. fishing and working out and fixed my car! So the brakes have decided to stay with the car and not seek their fortune elsewhere.  It is actually a pleasure to drive the car again and I am okay with driving it again.  There is always a silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today my goal is to get rid of my pile of junk generated from the fact that husband decided to bring home some free cedar from somewhere and line our closet.  This entailed getting everything out of said closet and I refused to put back the items I had not seen or wanted to see for 10 or more years.  So I'll be heading to goodwill.  Goodwill has such a wonderful purging effect! It really is awesome coming home to less stuff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-338385098167171537?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/338385098167171537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/02/husband-must-leave-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/338385098167171537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/338385098167171537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/02/husband-must-leave-house.html' title='Husband must leave house!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-1935602656003759472</id><published>2010-02-02T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:08:45.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First blog in a long time!</title><content type='html'>I haven't been writing lately as I lack a key thing that I need..time.  Things have been a bit crazy around here.  You can tell this by the condition of my house and the lack of laundry in drawers and availability of spoons.  In fact, I gauge my level of insanity by the spoon availability 2 or less and we are in trouble and 0 means serious issues and stay away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's truck broke down last week.  He drives a truck for work and it is old and needs to be put into the big truck graveyard but husband believes it has redeeming qualities and continues to pour money and time into fixing it.  Therefore, this entailed me going down to a random auto repair place in the far reaches of Blaine to pick him up one night last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of the truck being down husband had a free day.  Therefore, I naturally pointed out it would be a lovely time to fix my brakes as they sound like they may leave the car and seek their fortune elsewhere at any time.  He said he thought he'd go fishing.  That was definitely going to be my other suggestion...NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night my son woke up at 2:30 am and I got up with him.  I wandered into the bathroom sat down and felt immense cold! Freezing cold in fact!! It seems that my husband, in preparation for his upcoming fishing expedition decided to dump his unused FROZEN minnow bucket contents into the toilet!! Yes folks, I SAT ON IT! Quite the wake up call let me tell you.  So I lifted up the ice berg and placed it into the sink.  My husband awoke the next morning and wanted to know why all his minnows were in the sink.  Gee the toilet is such a better place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Wisconsin to visit my aunt and best friend who married my cousin.  My friend has a Y membership and took us all to run around and have fun.  The kids love the freedom of being able to play raquetball and swim and run free.  Plus, I even got to work out on the treadmill for the first time in months.  The problem came when I went to change back into my clothes after my work out.  I am not entirely familiar with that Y and walked into the locker room to change.  But, first I decided I needed some water so went to fill up my cup at the drinking fountain in the back of the locker room.  It was then I noticed the balding woman...not entirely bald, just mostly...I looked toward her thinking perhaps chemo? NOT chemo and NOT a woman! I was in the men's locker room!! I quietly made my way out I don't think anyone else noticed, but just in case when I got dressed I put on my coat with the hood up!! I thought of the Southwest commercials that say "Want to get away?" I certainly did at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove back without incident although the car sounded like it was less than pleased at having made the long journey lacking break pads and grinding at every stop.  My husband said I wouldn't have to stop that much as most of it was freeway so it should be okay.  I want a new car, I want a new car! NOT a new-new car just a new-used car/van type thing.  Someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my goal this week is to work-out.  I started today but didn't finish as my son decided he needed something in the 5 minutes before he went to school that I HAD to find.  I will walk the dog later and try again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have meetings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-1935602656003759472?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1935602656003759472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-blog-in-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1935602656003759472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1935602656003759472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-blog-in-long-time.html' title='First blog in a long time!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-5192319156524043228</id><published>2010-01-21T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T07:04:22.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Books why?</title><content type='html'>I have a stack of phone books half as tall as I am and I virtually never look at them.  When I need a number I either go on line or I call 411 from my cell phone.  Yet, my husband insists on collecting these dinasaurs from years past.  Back in the day, it made sense to have them as most folks have either internet or a cell phone or both.  I think of how much they must spend in just creating the books and how much they would save by not creating as many.  People without cell and internet could request one or they could even have a spot on the phone bill to opt in or out of phone books and then they'd know how many to make.  I would think saving money on making phone books would bring down phone bills too.  It is really a lovely plan.  Though as all my lovely plans go, it probably won't go much beyond this blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car is behaving badly again.  It's brakes sound as if they may leave the car at any moment and go seek out their fortune somewhere else.  Really, I need a different car, but to get one would involve a lot more production than I wish to be a part of at this time.  Plus, I don't know that I could afford a car payment on top of other payments.  So, it's back to the car repair folks to discuss the most inexpensive way to talk the brakes into staying with the car.  The next thing that I'm certain is in process of packing it's bags is the exhaust system, last summer, it was planning on leaving but we managed to tie it to the car for the bargain price of $120.00 and until it breaks the ties life is good!  The one good part of this car is it is never boring having it around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-5192319156524043228?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5192319156524043228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/phone-books-why.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5192319156524043228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5192319156524043228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/phone-books-why.html' title='Phone Books why?'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-749759320988371116</id><published>2010-01-20T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:45:25.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed blogging</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging fast today, no one knows what that actually means because I'm not able to type any faster really.  And I'll probably say about the same amount I always do, but by saying I'm blogging fast, it makes me feel better about spending time blogging when I have a list longer than Shaquille O'Neal's arms to complete today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I held a meeting of the 5th grade farewell committee and everything was going fine until the popcorn machine started smoking.  You see, my plan was that I would have popcorn at the PTO meeting that was immediately following the 5th grade farewell meeting and that I would heat up the machine ahead of time.  The reason for the popcorn is I had found a machine when I was organizing stuff for the fun fair earlier that day and thought we could use it at the fun fair if it worked.  The good part about it, is I discovered it DIDN'T work.  The bad part was the smoke, however, happily it was removed from the room fast enough to avoid setting off the sprinklers, so mission accomplished!! AND no more cooking by Beth outside her own kitchen anyway where all fires are covered by our insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another topic entirely, I've been thinking a lot about Prayer lately.  This was caused by a verse I ran into during my Bible study, James 1: 5-8 "If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse made me think about the way I pray and the things I ask for.  I ask for financial help a lot, I ask for help with the kids, I ask for help for friends and relatives.  But, in all those things I seem to always have a back up plan if God does not come through.  This in all frankness, makes me sincerely insane.  How can anyone who sincerely believes in God and Jesus Christ feel that there is a back up plan needed? God created the world in 6 days, the ENTIRE world, Jesus died and rose again and also cured countless people, performed astounding miracles, and as a grand finale saved us all from certain death by taking the punishment for our sins.  So, based on that, my answer is that I need a back up plan.  RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why this verse said so much to me.  It says that a man must ask without doubt.  By having a back up plan what I mean is praying for financial help and buying a lottery ticket or going with an option for the kids without first praying about it and knowing in my heart it is right not just in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My term for this is "Praying with a parachute" and I am finding it won't work for me anymore.  I am going to throw the parachute out the window and free fall with God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom always told me that God will provide and she was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-749759320988371116?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/749759320988371116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/speed-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/749759320988371116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/749759320988371116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/speed-blogging.html' title='Speed blogging'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-2248007764531817565</id><published>2010-01-14T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:58:53.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one is reading but I'm still talking</title><content type='html'>I keep blogging regardless of who is reading.  I think it is therapy for me to write.  Last evening I made a turkey breast.  I had numerous problems getting started, including the fact that on the outside of the package it stated, "Put turkey breast side down." Well I didn't know which side was the breast because the thing had no legs.  So I called a friend.  She said what kind he turkey is it, I read the package...it is a TURKEY BREAST.  Which explained the lack of legs, I guess.  But why would the package say, "Put turkey breast side down." if it is ALL BREAST!! It is clearly designed for experienced cooks and not those, like me who are making their first turkey at age 40+.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I put it on it's side on her advice.  It had a gaping hole in it, but I didn't put anything in it as I didn't want to push my skills too far the first time.  Then, I had to get the pager system set up.  My brother got me a meat thermometer for Christmas that includes a pager so when the meat is done it rings the pager.  VERY COOL, but it involved sticking an implement into the turkey and then running a cord outside the oven and attaching it to the receiver and then entering in the correct temperature so the machine knew when to page.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like programming a computer, but it turned out great.  In fact, I cannot wait until I find some more meat to communicate with...maybe a pork roast or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another topic entirely...There was an article on MSN about the fact that the Catholic Church was upset about the nature worship in Avatar.  Truthfully, I thought about that when I watched the film and wondered if it would be an issue.  However, the movie was a science fiction film, based on another planet.  I have to feel that fantasy, meaning story telling and reality, meaning our actual God are two separate things and a reasonable person should be able to separate the two.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we start analyzing every film's belief system then how do we feel about "The Force" in Star Wars? Or whatever it is in "Harry Potter" or "The Lord of the Rings." or the whole Vampire thing.  It is fantasy, NOT reality.  We need to raise our children to understand the difference between reality and fantasy and make a solid ground around them so it is clear.  If we do that, then a blue person with a tail who worships a tree seen in a film shouldn't take away their entire belief system and send them off collecting acorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-2248007764531817565?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2248007764531817565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-one-is-reading-but-im-still-talking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/2248007764531817565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/2248007764531817565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-one-is-reading-but-im-still-talking.html' title='No one is reading but I&apos;m still talking'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-8338010716589465179</id><published>2010-01-12T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:25:06.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting on the brakes!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just need to take a break and write.  Maybe just breathe!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's resolutions aren't going too well thus far.  Remember they were to be on time and to exercise.  I've decided exercise starts in February and as to being on time, it is going okay although sometimes I'm still late.  I wish I knew how to solve that, maybe if something absolutely unpleasant happened when I was late I would stop, who knows? Maybe it is my nature and I should stop fighting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE taken out the very spoiled beagle for walks even when it was so cold my nose froze into a nosesickle.  At least now things have improved on that front and now my feet just get covered in slush when we walk.  My car has a leak it its windshield washer fluid container so when I fill it it only lasts about 1 and 1/2 days.  This is a problem at this time of year, so I don't know if I should just throw a spray bottle in the car and spray out the window or fill it part way use it for 1 1/2 days and then re-fill again...maybe both.  Old cars are definitely a challenge!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I saw Avatar this past weekend.  I really enjoyed it.  It was a total escape from reality movie the way the Star Wars movies were for me when they first came out.  I just thought it was a great plot, not too violent, nor too much vulgar language or other things you do not want kids to see.  It WAS really long though and I caught my daughter texting during the film, but then she texts everywhere but the shower these days!  I also liked the fact that most of the actors I had not seen before they were new to me.  It is possible others have seen them before but I don't get out much.  Sigorney Weaver I'd seen but it was nice to see her again as she hasn't been around a lot except doing narration for the Planet Earth series on Discover.  Anyway, I'd recommend the film if you want to just watch a movie for the pure fun of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, the fish house is out of the living room! The room seems so much bigger now without the tree and the fish house...the couch looks so small! Perspective does strange things sometimes!  It is really NICE to have my space back and I have been on a get the house in order one part at a time, I cleaned out a cabinet, I mounted a couple of new shelves, I got rid of a bag or two of stuff, one step at a time to a new house order!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-8338010716589465179?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8338010716589465179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/putting-on-brakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8338010716589465179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8338010716589465179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/putting-on-brakes.html' title='Putting on the brakes!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4566816750777806864</id><published>2010-01-06T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T07:20:48.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I went to the grocery store to get groceries.  I managed to come back with $30 worth of items and then went to pack my son's lunch this AM and discovered I bought nothing of use at all.  Therefore, I'll be going back to the store again today.  There was a story on the news yesterday that said if you shop once per month you can save up to $50 per month if you actually use all the food you buy.  I just don't think I could do that...my memory is getting so bad, I'd surely forget something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get Christmas put away yesterday which is a major accomplishment and I got a lamp for a mere $4.95 plus another $4.95 for the shade.  The problem is, the shade is too dark, so I may switch it for my existing shade...I'm going to try it out anyway.  It is a really nice lamp! I also got a Vikings sweatshirt for $3.00.  I figure that investment won't break the bank and it will allow me to root for the team as long as it goes for and then if they crash and burn I won't be out a fortune!&lt;br /&gt;Not that they will, but aside from this past week's game, things didn't look too Rosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening my daughter and I went to tour Fair School in Crystal.  I was thinking of trying to get my son into it.  And it did look great and I think he'd enjoy it.  Plus the building was beautiful! The architecture was incredible! The problem is that the way the enrollment is set up it is by district and Robbinsdale has a huge waiting list.  I'm sure it has something to do with the school closings causing a massive bail out.  But we applied anyway and we'll see.  If that doesn't work out, I heard of another school I'm going to look at as well.  I really think he needs another year of elementary type classes.  I don't think I can send him into a middle school environment it just won't work.  Also, he needs a smaller school too.  Noise is not his friend nor is chaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4566816750777806864?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4566816750777806864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4566816750777806864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4566816750777806864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7016303593397390976</id><published>2010-01-05T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T08:09:08.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>So, I've been thinking of trying more writing.  Once I told my brother I planned to write a book and he told me before I would get one published he could build a cardboard rocket and fly it to the moon.  I don't consider that a confidence boost, but then I look around at what is out there for literature and I think, why could I not write a book? All I'd need is a plot, some words and a publisher, how hard is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already write this blog, granted there isn't a lot of substance to the blog, it basically is rambling, I would just need to ramble more with a purpose.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have to first put laundry away and finish putting Christmas away and then run errands - get groceries and I'm going to the thrift store to find a lamp.  Ours is missing the little thingy that goes on the switch, it is extremely painful to turn it on and off and they have a 25% bonus today so I figure I can get a good deal if I can find a treasure in the rough! I do enjoy bargain hunting!!  If not, IKEA is also having a sale, but that means driving to Bloomington and I don't feel very excited by that prospect.  Yes, I see the weirdness between a Thrift Store purchase and IKEA but ultimately, who is going to know where I got the lamp? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to make Shake and Bake porkchops today, I successfully made Shake and Bake chicken last week and I am so fired up! I had no idea I could make chicken but it turns out, all you need to do is follow the directions! I'm 40+ years old and I just clued into this, but better late than never!  I also successfully boiled a lobster tail, just the tail, not a live lobster or anything, I could NOT do that!!&lt;br /&gt;Give me a few more days and I'll rival Emeril with my cooking skill, stay tuned.  Bam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission this week aside from cooking and getting laundry finished up is getting the fish house out of my living room! That's right FISH HOUSE! My husband made the decision he needed a fish house and assembled it in the living room.  Okay.  It is STILL there and granted it folds up but it folds up into a rather large sled device.  It isn't small and my room cannot support it.  It makes it hard to move around.  I just got rid of the enormous Christmas Tree and now I have to deal with the enormous fish house on a sled.  My only concern about getting rid of it is what may follow...don't really like to think of it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7016303593397390976?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7016303593397390976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7016303593397390976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7016303593397390976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-1980643338730749540</id><published>2010-01-01T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:36:37.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenagers why?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have a teenager and I am wondering what God was thinking?  NOT that I personally have a teenager but that there are teenagers at all..why could we not go from 10-20 without having to go through all the awkward crazy, I'm not sure I'm an adult or a kid...but I sure don't want to be like my parents mentality! It is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day poses a new challenge! I just thank heavens I've been through it so I understand some of it.  The other part, the electronic part is what scares me.  I can only chase around following so many text messages and facebook posts.  I just need to raise her to understand the dangers out there and hope she understands and when I see something, instantly correct it so she gets the right there message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a small world out there that is actually very large.  Meaning we can call someone in China now, but going to China is another thing entirely.  We can text someone in the jungles of Brazil, but would we want to live there? I have no idea where I'm going with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked last night until 11:30 and then drove over to my brothers to watch the countdown with the kids, husband and brother's family.  Then, I noticed my gas guage was on empty so that left me getting gas at 11:45 pm and hoping I'd make it there by midnight.  I did just get there right on time! But by the time I got up the driveway it was 12:01.  Then, we had to visit for a bit so by the time we got home it was 1:15 am and my son couldn't get to sleep so by the time I actually got to bed it was almost 3! I slept until 11:30 but still I'm beat! NOT used to this type of thing anymore.  I used to stay up late but now 11:30 is late for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is 2010 and my resolutions are to exercise again and also to be on time. That will be enough to keep me busy till 2011!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-1980643338730749540?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1980643338730749540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/teenagers-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1980643338730749540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1980643338730749540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/teenagers-why.html' title='Teenagers why?'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4324700422443907146</id><published>2009-12-29T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:42:05.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Herman the Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Here is the story I promised...I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herman was green, beautifully green and tall too – okay not really tall like his dad, but tall.  And he was full too, not because he had just eaten, but full as in broad and not sparse.  Not as full as his mom, but full just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Herman? Herman is a tree, an evergreen tree to be exact.  A Frazier Fir to be really exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herman lived in a forest with his dad and mom.  His dad stood about 14 feet tall and his mom stood about 11 feet tall and she was beautiful, really full and wide.  In trees it is good to be full and wide!! There was an older tree that stood near them called “Old Jake” Old Jake stood about 40 feet tall and no one knew how old he was exactly he’d been around as long as anyone could remember.  For his part, Herman stood about 5 ½ to 6 feet tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing a few feet away from Herman was his good friend Jimbo.  Jimbo was an Oak tree.  No one knew how Jimbo wound up in a forest full of Frazier Firs but Herman was glad he was there.  Herman and Jimbo spent their days enjoying the passing seasons and watching the forest animals.  In the Spring the animals had their babies and often made nests in Herman’s and Jimbo’s branches.  In the summer, the animals came to the trees for shelter from the heat of the day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Fall, Jimbo’s leaves changed color and eventually fell off.  Herman called him “baldy” and Jimbo didn’t like that much!  He got revenge though when his leaves fell off and the wind took them, many of them would land on Herman making him look as if he were wearing an Oak tree disguise!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Winter.  Winter used to be Herman’s favorite season.  He loved the beauty of the snow and the feel of it on his branches.  He enjoyed feeling the cold through his trunk and the chilly breezes as the wind kicked up during a storm.  Trees don’t need scarves or hats, God made them equipped to deal with the seasons just as they are.  That all changed when “they” came to the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They” came just after a light snow had fallen and the forest was coated with about 3 inches.  Herman thought it looked beautiful.  His mother was glowing with a light dusting of white and his father looked like a white tower.  As for “Old Jake” well he was always just BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they heard this incredibly loud growling sound.  “Was that a bear?” asked Herman.  “No” said Old Jake.  “That is man.” Man? What was man? Herman had never heard of an animal called man!  Just then something very strange rolled in, that’s right! Rolled on four round feet.  It’s sides opened and creatures emerged from it like they’d been hatched.  The creatures approached his dad – were they looking for a place to build a nest? Thought Herman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This one will be perfect for the Governor’s mansion.” Said one of the creatures.  “Perfect.” Said another.  With that, the really loud growling noise started again and Herman noticed they put something up to his dad’s trunk.  Then, his dad was falling!! Herman, said “Nooooo!” as his dad hit the forest floor.  “I love you both!” his dad said as he was loaded onto the rolling creature and tied up with what Herman thought looked like snakes.  “Ohhhh!” his mother was saying.  Trees don’t cry but she was obviously very sad.  But it wasn’t over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We still need one for inside the mansion.” Said one of the creatures, Herman assumed these must be the “men” Old Jake had talked about.  “Yea and its getting cold so let’s decide quickly.” Said another.  “How about this one?” said yet another.  He was standing beside Herman’s mom!  “It is nice and full and the perfect size.” Herman agreed she was full and perfect, but he didn’t like where this was heading.  But it headed where he thought it would.  The growling thing started up again and his mother fell and was tied with the snakes.  “I love you son.” His mother said.  “I love you too mom.” Said Herman.  It was really a horrible day!! Herman and Jimbo were left to stare at the stumps that had been his parents just a few minutes before! “Why would they do this?” Herman said almost to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Christmas.” Old Jake said. “They will be Christmas trees.” “What is a Christmas tree?” We are Frazier Firs! Herman thought Old Jake must be going senile.  But before Old Jake could answer another rolling animal smaller than the first approached.  This time three “men” were hatched.  One had long fir on it’s head and the other two were smaller.  One of the smaller one’s had long fur too and the other looked like a smaller version of the “men” from earlier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kids.” The tall furry one said, “we need to decide NOW.  I’m cold and we need time to decorate it tonight too.” “Okay.” The short furry one said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How about this one?” said the mini man.  He was standing next to Herman!! He is not too tall and he’d fit good in our house, I think.” “He?” tall furry responded.  “Yeah,” said mini man “it seems like a boy tree.” “There are no boy and girl trees.” Short furry said in a superior tone. “Well, I think there are and THIS is a boy tree!” said the mini man.  “Whatever.” Tall furry said.  “Let’s get it home and get going!!” with that tall furry approached Herman with a growling thing and he felt a cold sensation go through his trunk and he was falling! He hit the forest floor with a thud.  “Hermannnn!” He heard Jimbo yelling.  “I guess I have to go be a Christmas tree now, Jimbo. Whatever that is.” Said Herman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sure enough, they loaded him on top of the rolling creature and trussed him down with what Herman could only determine were dead snakes as they didn’t move at all.  As they headed out of the forest, Herman felt the air go through his branches like he normally did, but this time he was lying down and the wind was caused by the moving rolling thing.  He was also feeling kind of dizzy as he needed water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they arrived at their destination, they brought him into a building.  Then they placed him into something that allowed him to stand up again and filled it with water.  He gratefully soaked it up and felt better.  “This tree is thirsty.” Tall furry said.  “Yes we cut HIM down and took HIM away from his forest, so he is probably dehydrated.” “Robert, it is NOT a boy OR a girl!! IT is a TREE!” So the mini man’s name was Robert thought Herman.  “Melissa, just because you are a teenager now, doesn’t mean you know everything!” Melissa was recently 13.  So short furry was Melissa! “Well just because you are into the double digits, you don’t either!!” Robert just turned 10.  “Kids! Let’s decorate the tree and STOP FIGHTING! For once!” said tall furry.  “Sorry mom!” said Robert.  “I know it isn’t easy for you without dad.” So tall furry was their mom, thought Herman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fine.” Said mom, “But, we really need to get going.”  With that, they hung a lot of things from Herman’s branches and placed something on top of him too.  He felt kind of good all spiffed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days passed quickly after that.  Herman stood in the room while mom and Melissa and Robert went about their days.  At night, Robert would sit up and talk to Herman.  “Tree.” He would say. “I am sorry we had to take you out of your home.  But, mom needed to have a nice Christmas this year.  She misses dad so much.  You see he is fighting the war in Iraq right now.  He won’t be here for Christmas.” Again, this Christmas thing! Thought Herman, What was Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a day came when things were a bit more hectic than usual.  “Robert, we need to get going! NOW!” said his mom.  “I’m coming.” Said Robert.  Quietly to Melissa Robert said, “I don’t understand why we need to go.  I mean, God allowed dad to go to Iraq to fight during Christmas and that hurt mom.  How could he do that?” Melissa responded equally as quietly, “Robert, God did not take dad, the army did. And Mom and I pray for him every night.  God is helping us get through this.  You should pray and and you’d see.” “Well, I’m leaving the TV on for HIM.” Robert said pointing to Herman. “He’ll be dead soon and should enjoy his last days on the earth.” “You are truly insane.” Said Melissa and headed out of the room toward her mother’s insistent calling.  Robert followed after her saying to Herman “Girls!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herman appreciated the “TV” which was a box showing moving pictures.  However, he was caught up in the fact that he was going to be “dead soon” according to Robert.  Herman had seen trees die before but not until they were old. Herman wasn’t old, he was young! All he needed was water and some nutrients and he could live just fine.  Then he noticed something on the TV.  A person was standing in front of a tree all decorated.  “I am standing in front of the Governor’s mansion, where you can see behind me the tree all lit up beautifully!  People are saying it is the most majestic tree they have had in years!  It was his dad! Herman was certain.  The “men” had said something about the Governor when they took him away.  Then the person moved inside a building and he saw an absolutely amazing looking tree all decorated with soft lights.  “This is the Governor’s family tree.  The Governor’s wife said she had never seen a more full and beautiful tree.”  His mom! Herman was so happy and sad too.  He knew they were safe, but they were also far away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family returned.  “That was such a beautiful service.” Said mom.  “It was.” Said Melissa.  “Yeah, it was nice.” Said Robert without much enthusiasm.  Then, his mom got an object and sat down on the couch.  She patted the seats next to her.  “Mom, dad always read that.” Said Robert.  “Well this year, we will have a new tradition.” His mother said with a catch in her voice.  Melissa stared at him with a pointed glare.  “Okay, yeah sure.” Said Robert and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother began speaking, “This is Luke, Chapter 2. In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world.  So, Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David.  He went there to register with Mary, who he was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child.  While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son.  She wrapped him in clothes and placed him in a manger because there was no room for them at the Inn.  And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over there flocks at night.  An angel of the Lord appeared to them and the glory of the Lord shone around them and they were terrified.  But the angel said to them.  “Do not be afraid.  I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all people.  Today in the town of David a savior has been born to you.  He is Christ the Lord.  This will be a sign to you.  You will find the baby wrapped in clothes and lying in a manger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a great company of heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying “Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And who they found there changed the world, kids. As the minister said today, and John said so many years ago, John 14:6 Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That child saved the world and he will bring your father home safe too, I’m sure of it.  Good night, we need to get up early because we have to get rid of the tree after we open presents we’ll be at Aunt Margaret’s for a week.” With that, Robert began to cry.  “I’ll miss him mom! I talk to him and he seems to understand me! First Dad goes and now I lose the tree too!”  “Talk to God son, he’ll understand you too and unlike this tree, God can help you.” His mother said.  “I’m heading to bed now, I love you!” “Me too.” Said Melissa.  “Presents tomorrow!!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going to sit up a while and say good bye to the tree.” Well Herman was happy to know what Christmas was all about.  It was incredible.  This Jesus was a man above all men that was for sure!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m just so sad right now.” Robert said.  “Mom said I should pray, but how do I do that?” It sounded to Herman that praying was simply talking to God, but of course, Herman couldn’t communicate that.  “Maybe it’s like talking to God.” Said Robert.  Maybe he COULD communicate! Thought Herman.  I’ll try it. “God, I miss my dad.  I want him home and I want him to be safe.  I know you can do that over anyone else. Oh, and Amen.” “That wasn’t so hard, I guess.” Robert said to Herman.  “I wonder if God heard me? The minister said prayer is like incense to God, that he really likes it.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The minister also said that anyone who doesn’t have Jesus in their heart should pray to receive him.  I didn’t do it at the time because I was pretty upset, but now I feel so peaceful I wish I’d have done it.  Maybe, I could ask now?” Herman didn’t see why not.  “Let me see if I can remember how to ask. Jesus, could you come into my heart and be with me? I need to live my life right and I need help to get through until my dad comes home and beyond.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I don’t feel much different.” Said Robert “But the minister said once Jesus is in your life it starts to change and so do you.” Herman thought that must be true from what he’d heard Robert’s mom say about Jesus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anyway,” yawned Robert “I need to get to bed.” “You know I bet I’m the only kid in my Sunday school class who will be able to say that their Christmas tree helped them into a relationship with Jesus!” Yeah, thought Herman and I didn’t even know who he was until a few days ago! “I wish I could tell my dad first, he will be so happy! Good night, tree.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the family exchanged gifts.  To Herman, Robert seemed quieter, but he still hadn’t said anything to anyone about accepting Jesus.  Then there was a ringing sound.  “I’ll get it!” said Melissa “It’s probably Aunt Margaret! …DAD!” They heard her exclaim.  “I need to talk to him!” said Robert “I have something VERY IMPORTANT to tell him.” Robert was so excited to be able to tell his dad first, it was as if God knew how much it meant to him!  “Okay.” Said his mother, “But hurry! His time is usually short.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dad,” Robert said as soon as he got on the line “I accepted Jesus into my heart last night and the Christmas tree helped!” “WHAT?!” his mother and Melissa said in unison.  “That is great, Robert.  I’m so excited for you, this is sure to change your life.  The tree part will have to wait until I have more time, as I’m sure it’s a long story!  I have news for you too, I’ll be home in less than a month!” “WOW! You are kidding!  That is the best present ever, dad!” “Give me the phone!” said his mom.  “Hi honey,” she said as she headed out of the room.  “In less than a month…..” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dad is coming home in less than 1 month.” Said Robert to Melissa who was bursting to hear the news.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Besides asking Jesus into my heart last night, I also prayed and God answered me!” Robert said “Just out of curiousity, is it always this fast?” Melissa laughed “No, Robert. “Philippians 4:6 says, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition present your requests to God.” And Peter says in 2Peter 3: 8-9 “With the Lord, a day is like a thousand years and a thousand years is like a day.  The Lord is not slow in keeping his promises as some understand slowness, but he is patient wanting everyone to come to repentance.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What that all means,” Melissa said “is that just because you pray it, doesn’t mean God will Fed-Ex it to you.  It is according to God’s will.” Robert thought about that.  “Okay, makes sense.  But I’m sure glad God’s will is that Dad gets to come home.” Melissa gave Robert an uncharacteristic hug.  “Me too, little brother, me too!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the family took all the decorations off of Herman and he was carried out to the curb and gently placed on the snow covered ground.  “I will never forget you!” said Robert.  Herman thought, “Me neither, my friend.” Herman’s last thought as he passed away was how glad he was he got to be a Christmas tree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4324700422443907146?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4324700422443907146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/herman-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4324700422443907146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4324700422443907146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/herman-christmas-tree.html' title='Herman the Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4158782699422951807</id><published>2009-12-29T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:40:29.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and after</title><content type='html'>Christmas was really nice! I was supposed to work Christmas Eve and due to the blizzard of 2009 I did not have to do that so I got to spend time with the family and that was nice! I got a very large nutcracker to add to my collection.  This nutcracker is twice the size of my others and carries a ladder to boot! It is a firefighter nutcracker.  I truthfully think it may scare the other nutcrackers so next year I may have to separate them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Christmas day we went to my mother-in-laws for brunch that lasted until 8pm.  It was very pleasant and low key.  The kids got a lot of nice gifts and spent time flying the "ufo's" my husband got them.  They are little helicopter like things that glow and fly pretty much up and down but if you blow on them they vere off course.  This is bad if there is an older person or toddler about.  We had both and almost took them out several times.  For some reason every Christmas season my husband feels at least one remote control vehicle is in order.  My son was also given a very large car like thing, that goes up to 15 mph.  My husband tried to play with it in my living room with the tree still present.  That was quickly and loudly discouraged by me!  Evidently this thing can go through snow, water and gosh knows what else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I finally removed the very dead tree from my living room and I felt so liberated afterward I cannot tell you! I just love the feeling of having my room back to the way it was before the very large bush tree took over! Next year we are back to my subdued fake tree...yay!! That one, I will leave up until New Years! But having something turning my floor green with needles and forcing several pieces of furniture from the room does not allow for a long stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is laundry putting away day and I will have 6 kids running about.  3 of my brothers, 2 of mine, and a friend of my daughters.  The girls are wanting a mall trip this evening as my daughter got money for Christmas and she loves going from store to store to find the best bargains.  I do too, so I understand and will take them.  Gone are the days of just either dropping them off or being able to walk up to the mall and hang out on their own.  I will be present the whole time although at a non-embarassing distance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4158782699422951807?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4158782699422951807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-and-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4158782699422951807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4158782699422951807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-and-after.html' title='Christmas and after'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3730643642240085345</id><published>2009-12-23T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:51:21.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort and Joy!</title><content type='html'>I wrote a Christmas Story and I want to share it.  It is rather long...but if you like long stories, you'll love it.  If you have already heard me read it, you probably won't be interested.  I will be posting it tomorrow for Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to work tomorrow night and had originally been going to call in sick but changed my mind after thinking and praying about it for a VERY long time.  I decided God will handle it and if I'm meant to stay home for Christmas Eve, he will create a snow storm and they'll close the center.  If I'm not, I'll drive there and hang out and talk to folks.  Maybe I can touch someone's life that I wouldn't have been able to touch had I not been there.  Christmas can be a rough time for some folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally unrelated front, we have our THIRD hamster from the litter we created earlier this summer.  Two of three have died.  However, this is the first one who is actually acting like a hamster, i.e. making a nest out of paper towels, eating chewing, etc..  So I'm hopeful this one may have gotten the "normal" genes and will make it more than 2 months at a stretch.  Evidently there is more to breeding hamsters than just putting them together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, look for my story tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3730643642240085345?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3730643642240085345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/comfort-and-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3730643642240085345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3730643642240085345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/comfort-and-joy.html' title='Comfort and Joy!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-1766684511414598351</id><published>2009-12-18T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T05:42:15.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Gas because it is cold</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed when the wind kicks up and the cold gusts roll in you need gas? But if it is nice with a cloudless sky and beautiful soft breezes your tank is full?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand this quandry but it happens to me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is busy, I have work and then dropping an unwilling 13 year old off for girl scout camp which she will enjoy immensly but is determined to complain right up until she goes.  I believe this is some sort of cosmic punishment to me for I don't know giving birth to her or something? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son has a basketball game which I'll miss.  I went last week and was almost done in while trying to figure out where to sit to watch.  They don't have stands or anything so everyone crowds around the sides of the gym and then the referees whistle at you if you get to close to the court.  It is kind of insane really.  I'll need three games at least before I no longer get whistled at and these whistles are NOT flattering.  Although flattering whistles haven't come my way much since I turned 35! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I have for today as my time is rather short!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-1766684511414598351?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1766684511414598351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/need-gas-because-it-is-cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1766684511414598351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1766684511414598351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/need-gas-because-it-is-cold.html' title='Need Gas because it is cold'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7092314350238864735</id><published>2009-12-17T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:37:00.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm rich (NOT!)</title><content type='html'>So today I rode around in a limo for 1/2 hour feeling like a rock star or a VIP of some sort.  A couple things struck me as I was riding.  Number one, the bench seats in this limo were very narrow and it made me think rich people must have small behinds! I guess they do since they can afford personal trainers and liposuction and stuff.  I also found it funny that the car was so long and only had one door in the back, so you had to kind of waddle up to where you were sitting once you got in..you'd think they'd have more than one so people could easily find their seats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go because I co-chaired the Magazine fundraiser and some of the kids won the "limo lunch" so they got to eat lunch in the limo instead of in the cafeteria.  They needed adult supervision and at over 40 I qualify! I brought along my 4 year old nephew and he took the whole thing in stride although he did wonder why "no one was driving!" he couldn't see the driver and therefore in his 4 year old mind, there wasn't one.  I explained that the driver was behind the screen.  He seemed satisfied with that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finally managed to trap a Happenings book.  Yes, Happenings books are inanimate objects and should not be hard to trap but if you are asking your 13 year old daughter to trap one for you, it takes a long time.  Since it took me as long as it did to get one, however, the price dropped by $10.  I know a lot of people tell me they don't use theirs but I really like them, particularly, the Happenings books as they have nicer coupons in them.  Plus they have that card thing that gets you additional discounts and any discount these days is a good discount!  I'm very fired up about being able to look through it and find deals, it's like a high with me.  Sounds kind of crazy but we all have our crazy vices and this one saves money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to finish mass amounts of laundry..I'm almost done and I can see the finish line.  Now if I could just convince my family to wear the same clothes for a week or so I'd stay caught up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7092314350238864735?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7092314350238864735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-rich-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7092314350238864735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7092314350238864735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-rich-not.html' title='I&apos;m rich (NOT!)'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4860887385633582432</id><published>2009-12-16T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:55:32.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging more often</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to blog on a more regular basis for anyone who may want to read this that way when you log in you will actually see something new.  The problem is as with anything if you increase one thing you must decrease another.  Okay, I'm referring to exercise!! I'm slowing on that front still and feeling guilty about it.  However, I'm hopeful that as of the 1st of the year when things slow down I can get back on my horse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I largely ran errands - got groceries, picked up prescriptions, returned library books, etc.. Also finished about half the laundry, today I need to finish the rest.  It is amazing how much easier life is without a large amount of laundry looming over it! I also managed to get my husband to the dentist, yes that is also my job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know exactly why that is my job...he has a tooth ache and suddenly I have a problem! I think it is because I said that "sickness and health" line when we got married..I knew I'd regret that in the future.  Okay, this is tongue and cheek, but still, it DOES seem amazing to me how much men rely on women to do for them.  How do single guys without living mothers do it? Maybe they send out their laundry and hire a personal assistant or something? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be somewhere as per usual, so need to go...another thing I'm trying to do.BE ON TIME! This whole late thing isn't working out well and so far I've been on time the majority of times this week and it feels pretty good, so I'm sticking with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4860887385633582432?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4860887385633582432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogging-more-often.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4860887385633582432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4860887385633582432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogging-more-often.html' title='Blogging more often'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-5481669683135663692</id><published>2009-12-15T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:10:23.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting crazier by the minute!</title><content type='html'>I was at church on Sunday AM when my phone rang (or vibrated actually!) and it was my son.  He said the dog had taken off with the waffle mix and spread it around the living room.  The dog was irritated because she hadn't had a walk that day and was not allowed to go sledding the night before so she was getting revenge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's solution to the problem was to make waffles.  If life throws you lemons make lemonade and if the dog throws waffle mix make waffles! Can't fault the kids attitude.  So I told him that was fine but NOT to start the waffle iron without either me or his father present.  NO of course he won't do that! Right.  So, he called three more times for ingredient information and then finally to announce that he had successfully MADE A WAFFLE! How did you do that without turning on the waffle iron? I asked naively! Okay, so he turned it on "for a minute." he said.  No burn no foul I guess!! However, I did not hear much of the message at church because I kept leaving to answer the phone! THIS is why I always sit on the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having trouble accepting the fact that my smallest child is growing up! They are having health class at school lately and when my husband asked my son what he has learned he explained about babies and that they are attached to the mother with an "extension cord". I guess you just plug and go!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week should calm down a bit as the kids are off school.  We should be able to just go sledding or skating and "put our feet up!".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a cookie social at my bible study group and they had chocolate covered cherries. I ALWAYS think I want one of those and then I bite into it and think why did I want one of these? My dad got them every year and absolutely loved them or so I think. Maybe he thought the same thing but was embarrassed to say anything.  My grandmother always bought the Whitman's Sampler and I'd inevitably pull either the coconut one or the creepy strawberry filled one that had mystery strawberry filling. I never seemed to remember to look at the "chocolate map" before grabbing one.  My brother always got the good solid chocolate one or the gooey chocolate one.  Unfair, but then he looked at the map! And we say men never ask directions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-5481669683135663692?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5481669683135663692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-crazier-by-minute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5481669683135663692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5481669683135663692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-crazier-by-minute.html' title='Getting crazier by the minute!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3546406666958237414</id><published>2009-12-11T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:51:00.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late...again!</title><content type='html'>I am always late.  I know most people say they are late but I have made a profession out of it.  I was 2 weeks late at birth and it hasn't improved much since.  No matter how early I seem to start out, I still wind up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a few weeks ago, I was 10 minutes late for a meeting and I walked in and was irritated because no one else was there, HOW COULD THEY BE LATER THAN I AM? I thought! Well, in looking at my calendar I realized, I was a week early! So, I was early that time, but too early to wait!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, my best friend threw a wedding shower for me.  I had signed up to bike in the iron man bike ride that at that time started and ended in Buffalo, MN.  So, I thought I'd do the short ride, 62 miles (I was in shape then) and then I'd make the shower on time.  Well, it rained during the race and then hailed! That held me up a bit, plus even though I was in shape, I still was tired at the end and need a bit to rest before getting in my car and heading home.  When I got home I looked in the mirror and discovered tire grease all over me.  Well, then I had to shower.  Long story short I was 45 minutes late for my own shower! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided for my New Year's Resolution I am going to resolve to be on time.  I know I need to start planning now on how I'll accomplish that.  I also probably have to find a book on being on time and how to do it.  There probably is one, there is one on every topic.  Yes, I know what you are thinking, JUST LEAVE EARLIER.  It is not that simple, it can't be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3546406666958237414?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3546406666958237414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/lateagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3546406666958237414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3546406666958237414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/lateagain.html' title='Late...again!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-5265789809454455955</id><published>2009-12-08T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T07:35:12.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Note</title><content type='html'>So I have good intentions and little else lately.  This AM I awoke with the INTENTION of doing a good work out.  The INTENTION turned into less than that when I discovered I was out of cereal and out of oatmeal so I had to improvise my son's breakfast into Cinnamon toast, but yes folks, we were out of Cinnamon too! So we went with jelly and peanut butter.  This took longer than it would have because as I have mentioned before, my husband stole my toaster and replaced it with a toaster oven.  I want my toaster back!! I also am wondering why the manufacturers create products like the squeezable jelly for instance and apparently never test it in reality first.  The squeezable jelly as it moves on through its life, starts to get stickier and stickier and if you put it upside down it leaks all over the place creating a jelly mess in your refrigerator.  Why don't they test these things? Someone should develop a business where they say they will open packages and use products in the real world and report back.  Over half the products out there cannot be opened by normal means in my opinion.  Maybe I'll open the business...stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was going to work out at 9 and now it is 9:30 and I have yet to do it.  However, I will do something, but not as much as I would have done had I started earlier.  I am going to be one of those 1st of the year people who gets going "seriously" after new years.  I don't think there is any way to avoid it because I can't see myself becoming productive until then.  Sad fact of life number 12!!&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking..you were just bragging on this very blog about your ability to fit into "the" pants and now "the" pants are tight again.  But, there is hope, I did it once you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said this would be quick, largely because I NEED to get my metabolism going...so I'm going!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-5265789809454455955?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5265789809454455955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5265789809454455955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5265789809454455955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-note.html' title='Quick Note'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-214244163516047561</id><published>2009-12-07T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T12:09:12.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking time to blog</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have had no time to blog or to do anything or maybe I just manage time badly.  It seems like I am constantly running lately.  This weekend was no exception, Friday night I came home from work and ran out the door to go to the Nutcracker with my daughter, another mom and two other girls.  This was the first time I'd ever seen the Nutcracker. I'd seen portions of it but never actually experienced the entire performance.  Honestly, I wasn't thrilled with it.  The costumes were beautiful and the ballerinas and the male dancers were very talented.  I just got tired of it after a while.  Maybe I have a short attention span but I wanted to see something other than people doing impossible moves with their feet.  HOW does anyone do that, it gave me toe cramps just watching it.  I also noticed how thin they all were (or most of them) one girl looked larger than the rest and she was probably a 2 to their -0 frames! It was amazing! One guy had on an open shirt and his ribs were so prevalent you could have played them like a Xylophone!! The girl that played Clara was so small she turned and they only thing you saw was her hair and nose! She was a beautiful girl, but a cheeseburger wouldn't have hurt her!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday I worked again and on Sunday had church and a meeting of the Fun Fair for school.  Then, shopping for groceries and Christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so busy at this time of year!! I haven't really even had time to work out much although I walked the dog twice yesterday as she is impossible to live with if she doesn't go and she hadn't gone much lately because cold weather is unpleasant to walk in.  In fact, cold weather is hard to get out of bed in! I pile on the blankets and hope the alarm doesn't go off! My husband is perpetually warm and it drives me crazy because he walks in and out twenty times and opens and shuts the door letting in the cold and I shiver! He doesn't get it because he is NEVER cold.  I think it is a man thing because my dad never seemed to get cold either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have Christmas cards to fill out and other activities to get done prior to my Bible Study tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-214244163516047561?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/214244163516047561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/taking-time-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/214244163516047561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/214244163516047561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/taking-time-to-blog.html' title='Taking time to blog'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-8115247814470000757</id><published>2009-11-22T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:19:22.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies and missing hamsters</title><content type='html'>I'm getting better at titling don't you think?  Anyway, I went to see the Twilight film with three of my daughter's friends who promptly ditched me in the theater so I went by myself essentially.  This is ironic because had a chosen to see a film by myself, probably, Twilight or it's counterpart New Moon would have been the last choice on my list next to that Ninja film that I saw advertised recently.  Anyway, what surprised me about the whole event was that I actually didn't hate the film.  It had a plot I could follow and it kept me engaged enough.  I do feel sorry for that poor girl in the film as the guys that seem to interest her are largely monsters.  Vampires and Werewolves.  I guess part of the draw of the films is that most people no matter how complex their love lives get they do not contain actual monsters.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wasn't completely horrified by it, which I consider a victory albeit small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home after dropping my daughter's friend off in Andover.  ANDOVER! Seriously, if I did not own my "device" which is what I call my Navigator, I would never find Andover.  That has to be the most far away confusing destination with the possible exception of the South Pole or something and the one thing I can say in favor of the South Pole is at least that is one direction.  It took me forever to get there and it always does no matter how many times I go.  It didn't help that I was going in the dark and my daughter and her friends were in the back seat playing music on their ipods through speakers at a volume that defied logic.  I finally had to beg them to turn it down and I try not to do that, I just usually tune things out.  However, I was having one of those evenings where my last nerve had been stood on and tuning out was just not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got home and heard an almost immediate crash coming from my son's bedroom and knew exactly what it was - an attempted hamster escape.  I got there just in time to thwart it.  I put the cage back together - I thought securely and left.  Well, this AM I went in there to discover he'd figured out how to bypass my fix and was out AGAIN!! I remember the first two times he left, I worried and looked and looked for him.  The third time I calmed down a bit and by the fourth I didn't bat and eye.  I don't know how many this is...but I am not looking.  He eventually wanders through the room and we pick him up and put him back into what is hopefully a more secure cage...probably not though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-8115247814470000757?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8115247814470000757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/movies-and-missing-hamsters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8115247814470000757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8115247814470000757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/movies-and-missing-hamsters.html' title='Movies and missing hamsters'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7162140688891013458</id><published>2009-11-19T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:05:16.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing socks</title><content type='html'>So, I've talked about this before, but I think it has gotten worse.  Socks are disappearing at an alarming rate.  I'm telling you that when I put them into the dryer there is an unknown force that removes them and sends them to parts unknown.  Compounded by the fact that my son's feet are getting larger and my husband's are not huge, so it is getting harder to tell the difference between socks.  But, there IS a difference because when one puts on the others socks, the heel is on the soul of the foot in the case of my husband or up the side of his ankle for my son.  I found a wedding planning book among my mom's books recently.  It was written in the 1960's and had everything from what you should have in your kitchen to how to prepare a meal for "your man".  It really was old fashioned.  I enjoyed reading it and found it oddly comforting.  However, there was no chapter in the book on sock matching and I think there should have been at least a chapter if not 1/2 the book on the topic.  This is a BIG DEAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step is to go out and buy my husband socks with the two stripes at the top so I know which one's are his.  The problem is I haven't seen any of those since high school.  Maybe if I go to a sporting goods store or something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to work out for my second time this week, I was too ill to do it earlier and now have fallen behind a bit.  However, the fact that I am still doing it says a lot because ordinarily had I stopped for a period of time, I wouldn't start up again at all.  So, I'm making progress!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7162140688891013458?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7162140688891013458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-socks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7162140688891013458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7162140688891013458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-socks.html' title='Missing socks'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7056864637853876447</id><published>2009-11-18T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:22:48.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First new post in recent time</title><content type='html'>I have not posted for a while now and I apologize.  I managed to come down with yet another cold.  I cannot believe the number of colds I've managed to find this season. It seems to me that last season I had maybe one total cold all winter and I've already had at least 3 since August! It is insane!  I am going to start some sort of internalize vitamin C drip or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during my absence from the blog world, I've lost a hamster twice, once due to children's activities and not putting the cage back together properly.  The second I put him back and decided to move his water bottle, but forgot to plug the hole that the water bottle was in the first time and he got out AGAIN! Now he is back and hopefully permanently.  It is interesting that my dog has no interest in him at all and actually comes and "tells me" when he is out.  Since I don't speak dog I often have no idea she is trying to tell me that until I go to the cage and discover he is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the other blogs and found the campaign financing has gotten quite a buzz.  Some people feel that the $500 given to the endorsed candidates made a difference in their runs.  I say first of all - duh!! And I don't mean that offensively.  But, seriously, if I'd have had $500 I could have purchased some signs and attractive brochures and stood outside the schools with something other than cut out pieces of typing paper in a sandwich baggie.  But, maybe if I'd gotten off my proverbial behind and worked harder at getting other endorsements or campaign contributions, I'd have had the $500 anyway.  I just got too involved in other things and didn't have the time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the long run, it is what it is, although a survey recently stated most people hate that statement.  I may run again in two years, but if I do, I would certainly work harder at getting some money in my coffers so I can run a proper campaign with all the bells and whistles.  So people will know I'm out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at our PTO meeting we voted to raise money for Smartboards which are these incredibly cool white boards that do everything but the dishes.  You can pull up the internet on them, touch them to change screens instead of using a mouse and even play movies and use them like an overhead projector without needing an overhead.&lt;br /&gt;I was remembering back to my school days when they had film strips and movies on reels and thinking how different the world is now.  It is so much simpler and yet so much more complex.  Think about that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7056864637853876447?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7056864637853876447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-new-post-in-recent-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7056864637853876447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7056864637853876447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-new-post-in-recent-time.html' title='First new post in recent time'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4295257392414644384</id><published>2009-11-10T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T07:07:19.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering and still working out!</title><content type='html'>So, my "hits" have dropped since I am no longer running for office.  I guess no one is interested in my day to day babbling! Oh well, at least my loyal readers haven't abandoned me and it IS appreciated! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working-out in spite of my loss at the polls, I've changed the name of my work-out though.  It is now called FIWD workout which stands for Fit In Wedding Dress! My 15 year anniversary is on the 21st of May and I want to try to fit into my wedding dress by then.  I don't know if I can pull it off, but in spite of what I told someone, when they asked how much exactly I had lost, I decided to QUANTIFY! And actually look at how much and I have already lost 10 lbs.  At that rate, I may be able to get to where I was 15 years ago by May.  Or so I hope!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently still in the PTO at RSIS and helping with a magazine fundraiser at Plymouth.  It is interesting going between an elementary school and a middle school.  They are so different! I don't want to say less fresh! But, I just did! I mean, less "lost" and so much more like young adults.  They also all look so much a like in middle school.  I was trying to find my daughter in a crowd and they all looked like her, dressed like her and talked like her.  It was like the clones my son has on his Star Wars program! Did I do that when I was that age? I suppose I did! And the funny thing is they all want to be different from their parents and "unique!" yet they wind up looking alike so they won't look different.  Yes, I am confusing myself too, so don't feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I need desperately is another job, or I should say a different job.  I have decided that my current occupation is not for me, granted I should be happy to just have a job these days and I am.  However, I don't feel right about where I am and I think you need to enjoy your work since you do spend quite a lot of time at it.  I also am HIGHLY creative and I need an outlet for that at my job.  If you hear of any openings, shoot me a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4295257392414644384?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4295257392414644384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/volunteering-and-still-working-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4295257392414644384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4295257392414644384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/volunteering-and-still-working-out.html' title='Volunteering and still working out!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-5887883340585948767</id><published>2009-11-08T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:43:37.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promised a poem`</title><content type='html'>Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Election Over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polls are now closed up tight&lt;br /&gt;Marking the end of another election&lt;br /&gt;Of candidates who’ve been trying for the right&lt;br /&gt;To fill a myriad of different positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each precinct reports in as they tabulate&lt;br /&gt;The votes that have been cast&lt;br /&gt;Breaths are held by each and every candidate&lt;br /&gt;As they wait to see who is first and last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winners will be celebrating, smiles will abound!&lt;br /&gt;Those aren’t so lucky may be trying to find the key&lt;br /&gt;To the secret of how their campaigns ran a ground?&lt;br /&gt;If they find it, surely next time will guarantee victory!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe they will find they are tired from the race&lt;br /&gt;And discover that they are not politics isn’t their legacy.&lt;br /&gt;Putting up signs, shaking hands, a constant smile on their face&lt;br /&gt;Being a private citizen has its rewards, among them privacy.&lt;br /&gt;As Paul says in 2 Timothy (4:7)&lt;br /&gt;“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race,&lt;br /&gt;I have kept the faith.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-5887883340585948767?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5887883340585948767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-promised-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5887883340585948767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5887883340585948767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-promised-poem.html' title='I promised a poem`'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4123464225871823944</id><published>2009-11-04T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:10:27.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got over 600 votes!!</title><content type='html'>So I didn't make the board.  However, I did get over 600 votes, which was so nice I cannot even tell you!  I had said if I got 5 or less I'd take them out to dinner to thank them, however, at over 600 I'd have to say I couldn't afford it, sorry! BUT my sincere thanks is with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before, this has been such a fabulous learning experience for my children.  My son lost the student council election earlier this year and really had a lot of trouble handling the loss.  He was sad and acted out and felt people didn't like him because he didn't get elected.  I explained that I am going to be personally (okay via e-mail, but that is my way of communicating.) congratulating each of the winners and also am going to blog about how excited I am for all of them.  I further explained to him that people have a right to vote for anyone they choose.  That is our right in this country.  Because they didn't vote for me doesn't have anything to do with whether they "like" me particularly it is about who they feel will be best for the job.  He took this all in and is currently processing it.  I am hoping that it will be valuable to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my daughter, she acted as my pseudo campaign manager and gave me ideas and creative slogans.  "Vote for my mom or else." Or else what? I asked? She said that was the mystery that would make people want to vote for me.  I believe I may have had a campaign manager that was channeling Tony Soprano! But, she also got to see how I went about doing what I did.  She watched my Channel 12 statement and I took her with me last night when I was interviewed at the district headquarters.  These are experiences even with my limited income that I can give to her and they will act as learning experiences for the future.  I also have explained to her things I could have done differently, i.e. PERHAPS! Campaigning a bit more (or at all!) and put out signs, etc..  Moms aren't perfect we try though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it is over now and I am getting back into my "regular" life.  Today I am finishing up a speech I'm giving before the kid's zone at church.  Speaking publicly with a biblical theme is something I really enjoy doing.  I think it honors the Lord and plus I can put a little humor into it to make it fun.  It is a talent I've been given and I intend to try and make use of it more.  I also write a pretty mean poem and may even do one for tomorrow to sort of add "closure" to this whole process.  We'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4123464225871823944?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4123464225871823944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/got-over-600-votes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4123464225871823944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4123464225871823944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/got-over-600-votes.html' title='Got over 600 votes!!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7300153062529910479</id><published>2009-11-03T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:13:30.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's here!!</title><content type='html'>Well folks we've made it to another election day.  I'm going after my work out to vote and am hoping Starbuck's is giving away free coffee to those who have voted again.  That was a nice reward last year, vote and get coffee!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, however it turns out, it has been good for my children to be a part of the process with me.  My daughter posted on her facebook page that "if you have a license" you should vote for her mom.  I explained that in fact you do not need a license to vote, you need to be registered, however.  I did explain that you need to be 18.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my own childhood and how mysterious the whole voting thing was for me.  They used to have the booths with the curtins you'd pull and then shift like things to vote for whichever candidate you chose.  My mom used to say no one could come in with her and she didn't explain much of it to me.  My children have been going with me for years and have seen the ballots and know what to do.  This is a right we have as Americans and we are not persecuted or threatened while doing it.  In other countries that is not the case.  We should be grateful for that and also get out there and vote every single time we have an opportunity.  Passifism is NOT an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to today, I have said this before and I'll say it again, I have absolutely no idea how things will go.  If I win, I'll work hard and if I don't I'll congratulate and support whomever does win.  Therefore, in a nutshell, I can't lose!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7300153062529910479?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7300153062529910479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7300153062529910479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7300153062529910479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s here!!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-8211768048872963345</id><published>2009-11-02T13:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:07:17.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The election is tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Okay, you knew that.  I am nervous a little, this is the first time my name has ever been on the ballot so I'm kind of freaking out! I'm not worried so much about whether I get elected because I believe whomever gets elected will do a great job.  I have great respect for all the candidates and I cannot see anyone not trying to help the district move forward in a positive direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, honestly, I hope I get more than 5 votes or I'd be kind of embarrassed.  Though, if I did only get 5 votes, I could find them all and invite them out for dinner to thank them all personally for voting for me.  I guess there are ups and downs to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more issue I wanted to discuss is the fact that Foreign exchange students are not allowed to play varsity sports.  I didn't realize that to be honest as I don't have high school students yet and my oldest isn't all that athletic.  However, my answer to that is why? I see that the person is only here for a short time, but why couldn't they play.  The person who asked me about it thought it was discrimination.  I am not inclined to go that far because it isn't (I suspect) about race but about the length of time they are in our country.  I also wonder if there is some worry that an over zealous coach might try to create an international dream team and recruit really good exchange students.  It is certainly possible and I have heard of less strange things happening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will research this more, but my initial reaction is that I can't see a great reason why the exchange students shouldn't have the same rights as regular students.  They are attending school and doing everything else regular students do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would just have to watch out for "dream teams!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-8211768048872963345?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8211768048872963345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/election-is-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8211768048872963345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8211768048872963345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/election-is-tomorrow.html' title='The election is tomorrow'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-279078290085668769</id><published>2009-11-01T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:01:26.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Info on "that" letter and by the way, my jeans fit!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, this has absolutely nothing to do with the election! Except due to the fact that I'm calling my election the double I E work out! Which means If I'm Elected!! I've been working out each AM except Saturday when I have to get up at 5 for work and I'm seeing results.  People are saying I look thinner and I fit into one of my larger goal pairs of jeans.  This is a major accomplishment and I'm thrilled about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter recently turned 13 and ever since her birth which resulted in 2 days of labor followed by a C Section, I have not been able to completely unload the mass amount of weight I gained.  This working out in the AM and building my metabolism seems to be the key.  Also, it helps that my "gym" is in the basement where I do not need to travel outside the house or be at all cute to work out.  I've even started jogging with the dog when it is nice enough.  The dog doesn't understand how to jog and still lurches off the trail to follow a scent or a squirrel.  I try to explain that we are NOT walking we are jogging and it is done to lose weight.  The dog is not interested in such things and is only wanting to explore the discarded wrapper of a Big Mac or sniff the hindquarters of a passing Golden Retriever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of the Election.  I recently heard from Mark Bomchill and he feels awful about the letter and is even giving me advice on the upcoming RSIS carnival since he led it while his kids were in that building.  As I told him, however, it is hard to escape from words that you have said in the past especially in the current environment we are in with internet, e-mail, text so many ways to send information.  I told him I'd tell people he feels bad and wants to make amends and even expand the immersion program.  Why am I helping the competition? Because I am not running to beat someone else, I'm running to help the District and the people in it to unite after the school closings and to help get us through what is likely to be a tight budget in the next few years with the bleak government funding forecast.  If Mark is the best one for the job, then good for him! If it is me as I've said I'll work hard and give it everything I've got!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-279078290085668769?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/279078290085668769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/info-on-that-letter-and-by-way-my-jeans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/279078290085668769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/279078290085668769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/info-on-that-letter-and-by-way-my-jeans.html' title='Info on &quot;that&quot; letter and by the way, my jeans fit!!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3319360526618728619</id><published>2009-10-31T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:20:04.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a lot of support on the give to attain site</title><content type='html'>There has been some controversy regarding a comment made by Mark Bomchill about evolution and then also I got a letter he sent to the Sun Post after the school closings forwarded to me and several other RSIS families.  In it Mark is pretty unkind to the RSIS program, Jane Byrne and Supt. Mack.  I went direct to Mark for a comment and he said he deeply regrets having said that and feels horrible about it.  I believe him and I personally have said (a few!) things I regret in the heat of passion.  As I have gotten older, I'm getting better, but emotions get the better of all of us sometimes.  If we hold everything a person says against them then we have to look in the mirror too and look at our own words as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a few more e-mails regarding how I stand on issues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One gentleman asked about how I feel about having armed police in the high schools and I am not in favor.  I understand that some students can get out of hand, but then I think other officers could be called in.  On a day to day basis having an armed officer around would scare me.  What if that officer perceived that a student was out of control and wound up firing his weapon at that student and seriously injuring or killing them? I would not want that to happen to my child and I'm sure no one else would want it either.  Also, what if one of the students somehow got a hold of that officer's weapon.  Just the off chance that could happen is enough to scare me.  I hear too much about police officers using excessive force or firing at people when they shouldn't to feel entirely secure with the idea of an armed officer.&lt;br /&gt;If you disagree feel free to post and let me know why.  I would love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I'm getting back to folks as quickly as possible, so be patient if you haven't heard back yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3319360526618728619?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3319360526618728619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-lot-of-support-on-give-to-attain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3319360526618728619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3319360526618728619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-lot-of-support-on-give-to-attain.html' title='Not a lot of support on the give to attain site'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-8721214772092068581</id><published>2009-10-29T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:01:43.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a vote...at least one!</title><content type='html'>Someone called me up and told me they are going to vote for me! So I have at least 3 including my own and my husband's! Yes, I know that isn't many but it is one more than I had yesterday.  Truthfully, the fact that someone took the time to call me to tell me they are voting for me really made my day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not campaigned virtually at all and I didn't make the speed campaigning last night because in between picking up a child and dropping off a child, I decided to make dinner and then after picking up a child I had to go to Menards to get a refrigerator lightbulb because I am tired of groping around in the dark looking for my yogurt!  I know what you are thinking, what is more important, light in the refrigerator or winning the election? Quite frankly, I would have been so late by then, light won out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put my summaries in all of the free publications, the District's, the Sun Post and Channel 12 and I also plan to be interviewed on Election Night although it will be after the polls closed.  My pseudo campaign manager, daughter will enjoy the experience, which is why I decided to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the fact that I have not campaigned, does not mean I do not care or that I don't intend to give it my absolute best if I am elected, it is just that time and money are short right now.  I DO expect to have time after the first of the year, money is another thing entirely, but really, there are a lot of things that are more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you don't know this already, my two key reasons for running are that I REALLY think that the Eastern cities like Brooklyn Center and Crystal need a voice on the board.  I actually had a guy say to me during the referendum campaign (he was from one of the Western Cities) when I told him I was from Brooklyn Center "Are you even in the district?" YES I said, I am and I'm proud to be in the district!!  I think Brooklyn Center in particular is under represented and it needs some voice.  Secondly, I think the district needs to be re-united after the school closings and I want to help with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summary, if you are going to vote for me, would you tell a friend? Also, if you wanted to make a sign, I wouldn't object.  I have no money for signs but I always think homemade is best anyway.  The things my kids have made for me are much more treasured than the store bought items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-8721214772092068581?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8721214772092068581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-voteat-least-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8721214772092068581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/8721214772092068581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-voteat-least-one.html' title='I have a vote...at least one!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-1390796212133152061</id><published>2009-10-28T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:43:29.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed Campaigning tonight</title><content type='html'>Tonight there will be a "speed campaigning" session at the Fieldhouse restaurant in Crystal.  What I understand that means is you can get fast answers to the questions you have about what the candidates positions are on the issues.  I think that makes a lot of sense and I plan to put in an appearance.  I wish that the Forum would have been more question and answer and less candidate statement.  Folks have already heard our statements and I believe most people anyway want to know what we have to say on the varying issues out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing a lot of people have been asking me is how I would deal with the diversity in the district and how to reach more diverse people and get them involved.  As I looked at the candidates all 11 of them are white and all 11 of them (probably) came from average middle class homes.  Also as I go around to the committees and meetings I see a LARGE amount of white middle class folks but rarely do I see anyone of minority background or even a different economic background.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, MANY of the people in the district are NOT white middle class.  One way I can see to reach more people is to simply go to them.  Have meetings outside the district offices, hold meetings at Meadow Lake, at Northport, at Lakeview or somewhere in Robbinsdale or Crystal.  GET OUT THERE!! And be inviting make it community friendly, offer childcare, offer food.  Figure out what folks need to get more involved and bring it to them.  If we do not think outside the box, we will all be sitting inside the box looking and mirror images of each other.  How will we adequately serve the district interests if we do not look like the district population?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said this at the Forum and a lot of people disagreed with me, when we were talking about the possible moving of the district offices I said I thought that it would be nice to have a more "open" location.  Where people feel more comfortable getting to it.  A lot of the candidates said they thought the current location was centrally located.  I agree from a location standpoint, but from ease of access I do not agree.  Most of the meetings I've attended are in the boardroom, which is located up an elevator and down a small hallway.  Also, parking isn't very accomodating either, you have to walk quite a distance to get to the actual building.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I meant by open is to have a building you could park in front of and walk in and access the conference area on the first floor.  Also, make it a more "open door" policy and have open houses so people can come and see the offices.  Invite people in and they will feel more comfortable coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-1390796212133152061?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1390796212133152061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/speed-campaigning-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1390796212133152061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1390796212133152061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/speed-campaigning-tonight.html' title='Speed Campaigning tonight'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-6771406784370509630</id><published>2009-10-26T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:06:41.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answering questions</title><content type='html'>I have been getting e-mails from folks and have been answering them as quickly as possible.  My e-mail is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;darrellandbeth@comcast&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.net if you have any questions for me I'd be glad to answer them.  I didn't establish a web site for my election campaign so e-mail or reading this blog are the best ways to get answers to your questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some common concerns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One big one is that a lot of people seem to feel that if they voted 'yes' for the referendum that schools would not close.  I was on both campaigns and I'm here to tell you that no one ever said that.  In fact a very detailed flier went out illustrating what would happen if the referendum passed and what would happen if it failed and school closings wasn't on either list because voting for or against the referendum would not affect school closings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that WERE promised by passing a referendum is that elementary band and orchestra would be maintained, that some middle school extra curricular activites would be restored, that elementary art would possibly be restored and that class sizes would be reduced.  I see all of those things in action now at the schools.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said in my statement on Channel 12 that I noticed during my time working with the school board on the referendum campaigns how many of them had been on the board since the last referendum campaign in 2001!! and some had been on even before that. I honestly think that anyone with issues about the way things have transpired should seriously consider voting in a new group.  Even if you do not vote for me, vote for someone other than an incumbent.  Then, perhaps, you will see different results and perhaps some you will like better.  However, there is the old saying of "the grass is always greener." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was talking with a parent over the weekend and her frustration was that even though the referendum passed she is still seeing huge fees for school activities.  She told me at the high school level each activity is $200 with a maximum of $700 per family! That is a lot of money! And I see her frustration.  As a board member, I would certainly like to at least see if any reduction could be made in those costs? I don't know if it would be possible however.  As time passes, it seems things go up so quickly it is amazing to me.  I was watching a movie on Turner Classic Movies called "The Blob" with Steve McQueen and Steve and his friend had to interupt a movie that some of his high school buddies were watching and they were concerned that their "80 cents" had been wasted!! I took my daughter to a movie the other day and between popcorn and tickets I spent over $30!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress, sorry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another concern is the idea of "back door taxes" meaning raising taxes to pay for repairs to our buildings without asking the tax payers first.  I told the folks that asked me that I am completely against it.  If we want money we should come forth and ask for it.  If the taxpayer sees fit to give it to us, great, if not we need to find other means to fund the repairs outside of raising taxes.  I compared the idea of back door taxes to me as a parent breaking into one of the many elderly people's homes near me who do not have kids in the district and stealing money out of their purses or wallets to pay for my kids school supplies.  That of course is unacceptable and would result in jail time.  So should stealing taxpayers money.  It is not okay and will not be tolerated by me as a board member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all the time I have for today...I will plan on updating you with more answers to questions tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-6771406784370509630?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6771406784370509630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/answering-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6771406784370509630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6771406784370509630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/answering-questions.html' title='Answering questions'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7545082610361554318</id><published>2009-10-23T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:29:26.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forum is over and here is my response!</title><content type='html'>What is your name and you are running, why??&lt;br /&gt;It is an ever and often repeated refrain&lt;br /&gt;Because I care so I decided to try&lt;br /&gt;To make a difference on a higher plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve volunteered in all types of venues&lt;br /&gt;Meeting many different people with different views&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been on committees, referendums and PTO&lt;br /&gt;All of these things have helped me to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less experience than the rest of the field&lt;br /&gt;The recent Forum showed that to the nth degree&lt;br /&gt;But my passion and intensity will produce a big yield.&lt;br /&gt;As will my never-ending creativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:18 I think, says it all: &lt;br /&gt;“Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.”&lt;br /&gt;If you vote for me on the 3rd of November&lt;br /&gt;I promise this is something I’ll always remember!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth Sharpe&lt;br /&gt;Candidate For School Board, District 281&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7545082610361554318?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7545082610361554318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/forum-is-over-and-here-is-my-response.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7545082610361554318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7545082610361554318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/forum-is-over-and-here-is-my-response.html' title='Forum is over and here is my response!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4209335616420474518</id><published>2009-10-22T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:31:58.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>League of Women Voters Event tonight</title><content type='html'>Tonight is the League of Women Voter's Candidate Forum where all the candidates are available to answer questions of the public.  I am looking forward to it, I think it will give us all a good sampling of how the voters really feel.  I hope a lot of people attend but I am not sure that will be the case. I wonder if they held these events in an "easier" spot more folks would come? Meaning like a community center or library or something.  The district offices are not that easy to get into and then that conference room is stuck in the corner of the building up an elevator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm preparing what I will say and last night my daughter and I went to the store and she helped me pick up something to wear.  I actually picked it out and she told me why she wouldn't have picked it.  Actually while I'm on the subject, what is up with the plaid? It is EVERYWHERE!! It is like Paul Bunyon exploded or something! I guess I like plaid, but I've never worn much of it and have never really wanted to wear it having not grown up in a logging camp.  My daughter, however, is all over it.  Before school even started she had to have a flannel shirt and then last night a pair of plaid leggings and yet another plaid shirt.  I'm looking at it as the Fucia and Teal of my day (yes, the 80's!!...like totally!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the election.  My biggest concern for the district going forward is unification meaning getting everyone back to being together in a community again.  There are so many hurt feelings out there and it turns up everywhere at every meeting I've attended recently from Communication Advisory to PTO someone brings it up.  It needs to be addressed and in a kind, understanding fashion so folks can know that the district hears them and cares about their concerns.  That means good communication about any future changes and also expedited work on any issues that are out there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have real concern about the serious lack of funds from the State.  It doesn't sound like much of anything will be forthcoming and what will that mean for the class sizes that were reduced from the referendum and all the other great things we've been able to implement?  I would like to see us keep the good stuff and figure a way to cut other things too make up the difference in funds if we can possibly do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, come to the forum if you can at all make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4209335616420474518?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4209335616420474518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/league-of-women-voters-event-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4209335616420474518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4209335616420474518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/league-of-women-voters-event-tonight.html' title='League of Women Voters Event tonight'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-1842253984112168648</id><published>2009-10-21T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:02:15.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, My name is Beth Sharpe and I'm running because...</title><content type='html'>So, today I stopped over at Channel 12 studios and recorded my candidate message which will air tomorrow around 4pm or after, the nice man who helped me wasn't sure exactly when it would air but said it would be multiple times since their news repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't decide what to say, not that I don't know why I'm running, but 45 seconds is rather short to fit it all in.  So what I decided to go with is a simple introduction of who I am i.e. Beth Sharpe, married with two children daughter who attends Plymouth Middle School, son who attends Robbinsdale Spanish Immersion and then I went onto share what I'm currently involved in, i.e. at the district I am on the Commmunications Advisory Council, at RSIS I am on the PTO and at PMS, I'm co-chairing the magazine fundraiser.  Then, I shared that I was involved in both referendum campaigns and during which time, I discovered how long many of the board members had served.  I said that I thought if we wanted to have different outcomes, we needed to elect different people.  (This is not to say I do not like the current board members as people, I just think different opinions are needed desperately!} Finally, I said, "I am different! and I'd appreciate your vote on November 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I really said that.  It was 45 seconds and I figure people will remember that, hopefully, in a positive way!! :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news guy also shared with me that only 8 out of the 11 candidates chose to do an on air statement.  I cannot imagine who would not want to do that, it is an inexpensive (FREE!!) way to reach a lot of people.  I am not the cutest person on the block but I did it and I wore black so I would look slimmer and it worked, had I turned sideways, you wouldn't have known I was there.  Okay, I'm perhaps adding in a bit of sarcasm!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night is the League of Women Voters forum where all the candidates appear in the district board room and answer questions.  This time, we get to make a 2 minute statement, so I can take the "different" part out and actually elaborate a bit on what I would like to do if I'm elected.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would appreciate any support I can get there, it starts at 7pm and goes until 8:30 pm.  Again, it is at the district board room at 42nd and Winnetka at the district offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-1842253984112168648?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1842253984112168648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-my-name-is-beth-sharpe-and-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1842253984112168648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1842253984112168648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-my-name-is-beth-sharpe-and-im.html' title='Hi, My name is Beth Sharpe and I&apos;m running because...'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-6236137040827687694</id><published>2009-10-18T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:13:55.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm Running</title><content type='html'>So I realized that this blog is linked to a page naming all the candidates.  I didn't realize that and since I don't have a web site, I suppose it makes sense.  The problem being I've been babbling on about day to day matters and haven't said a great deal of why I'm running or what I plan to do for the district should I get elected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm running?? I honestly pondered for a while before making the decision to run the thing that put me over the edge was the division I see in the district.  The school closings really caused a lot of hard feelings and I can understand them totally.  RSIS is my son's school and it moved into the Sunny Hollow building.  A lot of the parents of former Sunny Hollow students were not happy with the district's decision to keep the Sunny Hollow name on the RSIS sign.  They feel it perpetuates the hurt by leaving the school name out there and that it may cause RSIS families to use that name when describing their school.  I can totally see that because I honestly have found myself doing it on occasion, although, I usually stop myself before the name comes out of my mouth.  I am not certain if anything can be done to change the sign, but if there is, I would certainly be willing to help to get it done.  In the interim, I helped to get a statement read at our PTO meeting to remind parents to not use the Sunny Hollow name and also we put something in our most recent newsletter.  That will at least get the awareness piece out there.  I didn't do that because I'm running, I did that because I empathize with the loss and wanted to do my part to help to make it at least a small amount better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I didn't do it because I'm running why did I bring it up here? Because I think it is an excellent example of how people feel out there and that largely that resentment is manifested toward resentment of the district.  I think a lot of people don't feel their opinions counted or were even considered during the process.  And THAT is something I do want to help to change if I'm elected.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make it clear that all opinions count and I want to work harder at making workable compromises for the problems that still are out there and need attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is the renovations needed at Northport and Lakeview.  Northport would have been the school my children would have attended had we not been chosen for RSIS.  I have spent quite a lot of time there during the two referendum campaigns I was involved in and can truthfully say that my children would have thrived there.  It is a really nice and charming school with a lot of really terrific, involved families in it.  I would have been proud to serve on their PTO and involve myself in their other activities as well.  The reason I chose RSIS over Northport had nothing to do with the school itself, it was entirely because I am of limited economic means and I felt that another language would help my children with their future.  I wanted them to have every advantage when going out to get a job and the ability to speak another language, particularly Spanish is a great advantage in our global economy.  That was the pure reason why I did it and I'm happy to say it turned out really well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the fact remains that Northport needs some renovation as does Lakeview.  I spent time at Lakeview both within my tenure during the referendums and also RSIS developed a partnership with them to share games for the Fun Fair.  A partnership that I would like to see expanded because let's face it the less schools need to buy the more we can spend on the important things..our students.  So I'd like to help to develop more partnerships between schools and encourage the sharing of items that they normally would have to purchase from an outside vendor.  This could be expanded even to sharing fundraisers for instance using the same Magazine vendor, etc..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting off topic, I apologize for that, but there are so many things I would LOVE to have the opportunity to pursue and I want to share them all!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm really good at is figuring out creative ways to make things happen and to do them without spending an arm and two legs! I stretch our household budget to the maximum it can be stretched using coupons and finding ways of getting good deals and I'd use those ideas in the school board.  We need to save money with the current forecast of less money from the Government, it is imperative to find new and creative ways to spend less and save more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Northport and Lakeview, I'd want to hear from the community and those who would be actually impacted by any change that is made and then I'd make the decision based on those opinions and also the best economic choice.  However, I'd really work hard to communicate the reasons for any change that is made clearly and concisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd appreciate it if you would consider me when you make your important decision to vote for the school board this November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-6236137040827687694?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6236137040827687694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-im-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6236137040827687694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6236137040827687694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-im-running.html' title='Why I&apos;m Running'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-5679185466348674014</id><published>2009-10-14T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T05:11:26.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up early even though I can sleep in</title><content type='html'>This makes no sense.  I got up before 7 and I can sleep in as the kids have no school.  I've heard of elderly people not sleeping, but I'm not elderly yet, but if this trend continues by the time I'm 60 I won't sleep at all.  Not a bad plan I guess as I can accomplish a lot, although I'd be tired probably.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening we had conferences.  My son is doing better although still has challenges.  I am impressed with how far he has come though and am stressed about middle school next year.  I am praying and investigating options because I'm telling you that a large middle school will not work for this child.  I have heard of numerous other schools both within district and not and am also considering a partial home school idea too.  It will work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter is doing great at AVID which I cannot say enough positive things about.  I didn't know how the very large binder would work for her, but it is really keeping her organized and on top of things.  She is even getting an A in math, which I don't think I ever did! I would love to see that program expanded or at least it's concepts because I think alot more kids need it than actually get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw people standing outside the building handing out campaign literature and I didn't have any and didn't hand out any.  I believe that this election will be left up to the voters and whether or not they choose to vote me in with the knowledge of me they gain via the district information and the sun post.  I really have no other means to create literature and no money to buy any right now.  So we'll see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-5679185466348674014?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5679185466348674014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/up-early-even-though-i-can-sleep-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5679185466348674014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/5679185466348674014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/up-early-even-though-i-can-sleep-in.html' title='Up early even though I can sleep in'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-6456405556955630843</id><published>2009-10-13T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:30:16.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The music is back and so is the sun</title><content type='html'>There was still no sound on my computer this AM and I finally called in the big guns, i.e. my brother.  He came and restored the sound by some mysterious clicking and moving of keys and icons.  I asked how he did it and he said something he did worked, but he didn't know what.  The resulting sound restoration meant I could do my normal workout! It was great I had music and everything.  I did the full thing since tomorrow the kids are off school and you never know what can happen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finally arranged my "studio time" with Channel 12 so I can record my candidate profile.  I feel so up and coming! Although really I'm terrified as I don't care to be photographed, filmed or any other type of thing.  I don't like seeing myself reflected in things.  It isn't that I do not like my appearance really, I just don't care to look at myself, makes no sense I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This am I also saw the sun!! There was some snow lurking about too, but not a lot so one could get out and walk ones beagle and not see it if they didn't look! It wasn't nearly as cold as it was yesterday, the wind was down for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I saw a cousin this weekend I hadn't seen maybe ever.  I have a ton of cousins, my mom had a really big family and a catholic one, so they had a lot of kids.  This particular cousin lives in California and raises birds in an Avairy (I don't actually know how to spell that!) her birds are of the Parrot variety she said.  She also has a pigmy goat and several Love Birds.  She looked a lot like my mom, she had her type of facial features.  I am always surprised when I meet another cousin and see the similarity in features.  I don't think I look that much like my mom, but maybe I do and don't realize it because as I mentioned, I don't focus on my face a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-6456405556955630843?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6456405556955630843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/music-is-back-and-so-is-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6456405556955630843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/6456405556955630843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/music-is-back-and-so-is-sun.html' title='The music is back and so is the sun'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4525639017553982267</id><published>2009-10-12T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:56:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow and working out</title><content type='html'>Why is it snowing? Can someone answer that for me please? I just need a simple explanation, nothing to do with jet streams or global warming or lack thereof.  Just plain why will do.  It is currently October 12 by my calendar and completely unacceptable that there is precipitation other than rain falling from the sky, yet as I look out the window there is white stuff all over my car and it isn't cotton.  But it will be 60 degrees this weekend and you'll forget all about this, people are telling me.  But, what if it comes back, say before the 20th.  I will not be anymore ready for it on the 20th than I am on the 12th! In fact anywhere before NOVEMBER 20, I cannot handle this type of weather.  The reason being that winter in MN lasts too long anyway and starting this early makes it TOO long.  I remember a couple of years ago when it got to be really hot in April causing me to have to haul a pair of shorts out of storage earlier than planned.  I remember my white legs glowing and my unaccustomed sweaty brow glistening in the mid-day heat.  I thought at that time that the seasons are mixed up and that this is an anomoly.  I should appreciate it during my sweating fest.  But, now it is snowing in early October and I am NOT appreciating it.  I was scrambling to find snow pants, gloves and other items for my son this AM and it is too early.  OKAY, I'm done whining, maybe! AND maybe tomorrow I'll even appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This AM I did accomplish something that I was quite thrilled about.  As I said I had to haul out snow pants and my son decided he needed a lunch made and he also was out of cereal which involved making toast.  Making toast used to be easy but then my husband decided we no longer need a toaster.  He bought a toaster oven and explained one can make toast in it and even put the butter on during the toasting process.  Amazing! I personally prefer putting the toast in the little slot at the top of the toaster and then buttering after.  I didn't get a vote and off the toaster went! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I made toast with butter and I normally always work out in the AM.  I had given up the idea this morning though due to all the other stuff going on.  But, then I looked at the clock and realized it would be possible to squeeze in about 20-25 minutes.  AND I DID! I did this in spite of the stress of snow, of lunch making, of lack of toaster and of lack of music because my computer lost it's volume and I normally use itunes to play for exercise music, but I improvised! I actually exercised and didn't give up and felt much better as a result.  Two different people told me I look thinner this weekend, which helped me to want to continue, but I was just delighted that I actually did this..it is not like me at all.  I would have totally given up in the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4525639017553982267?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4525639017553982267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-and-working-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4525639017553982267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4525639017553982267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-and-working-out.html' title='Snow and working out'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3156284889716343492</id><published>2009-10-05T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:27:52.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illness attacks!</title><content type='html'>I got sick! I never get sick, I know people say that, but it is honestly the case with me.  I can't remember the last time I had a flu and this time it lasted only 24 hours and I'm assuming wasn't the H1N1 because that probably would have been worse.  Funny thing though, even though I spent about 2 hours throwing up within hearing distance of my spouse, he still wondered if I'd be picking up my daughter from a field trip! I do not understand men and I never will.  NO I said, I think perhaps he should pick her up as me showing up with my barf bucket would be less than a welcome site! Plus driving would be rather challenging.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he came down with it last night and it manifested itself with a temperature of 101.5, high I think.  Instead of relaxing, his idea was to build a fire in his outdoor fire pit and grill up some ribs! Makes sense...NOT! So, about 15 minutes after sitting out by his fire, he comes in wondering why he's so cold! Okay.  He curls up on the couch and I mention casually that the ribs are still on the grill.  He knows he says, and mumbles something about checking them.  I look outside and see quite a lot of smoke coming from the grill indicating perhaps something might be burning.  I let it go, how bad can it be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 15 minutes later he pulls the ribs off, although, its hard to tell if they are ribs or the charred remains of an ancient civilization! He announces they are done and heads back to the couch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking now he may actually head upstairs to bed, I run downstairs to grab the sheets I had washed after my illness episode and take them out of the dryer and make up the bed for him.  But, NO, he does not go to bed he curls back up on the couch, fully dressed.  He did take off his shoes at least.  Well, I got the kids to bed and then I went to bed and still he remained on the couch.  I fell asleep and woke up this AM to discover he spent the night on the couch.  I went downstairs to check his temp and he still registered over 101. But, he woke up, got ready for work and had some coffee.  i told him to watch what he ate, perhaps some dry toast or something.  He said he'd have cold pizza.  Sure makes sense.  Then for good measure he shoveled in some chili cheese Fritos.  Yeah, I want to see that come back up later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did let me drive him down the block to where he parks his work truck, but wanted me to park about a block away.  I told him No, I'd drop him closer.  Less chance of him colapsing beside the road, I thought and then he'd be out of traffic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called to check on him he said he is remarkably better and all is good.  I'm guessing that translates to the fact that his temp is down to 101 and he hasn't barfed yet! MEN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know, but maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3156284889716343492?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3156284889716343492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/illness-attacks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3156284889716343492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3156284889716343492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/illness-attacks.html' title='Illness attacks!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4262273537734600464</id><published>2009-09-28T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:08:26.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double I and E work out</title><content type='html'>Today was yucky and windy so definitely not a day that a 12 year old girl can walk even a couple of blocks to a bus stop, her hair may get messed up! Naturally that put her mother and dog in the car at 7:15 am this morning to send her off to the stop.  However, when we got there we found we had forgotten our violin, this cannot be! Certainly her mother could drop it off on "her way" to work.  Yes, of course! Work is in Shoreview and school is in Plymouth, right next to each other, NOT.  Therefore, I said I'd run home and get it and be right back.  Of course upon my return, no daughter, the bus was on time for the first time all school year.  "Now what?" I said to the dog.  No response, but she happily stuck her head out into the wind.  I know, I thought, I'd pursue the bus! So, I put my cute Lucky Irish Slippered foot on the accelerator and took off, guessing at the course of the bus.  Sure enough, I guessed right, it was up ahead, I sped up.  After following a couple blocks it slowed to pick up a sullen looking, tired teenage kid.  I stopped and jumped out of the car, not thinking of my attire.  I was wearing my fuzzy blue snowflake print pajama bottoms a pink top, my winter coat and afore said green irish slippers! AND carrying a violin case.  The kid took one look at me and got a lot faster about climbing up the steps of the bus, suddenly school didn't look so bad in comparison with facing me in my current state.  I ran to the bus and handed off the violin.  My daughter's voice was heard from inside saying "Thanks mom!".  Warmed my heart, I'm telling you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I headed home to work out, as I have done every morning for the past two weeks except for Saturdays when work is too early and yesterday when I chose to bake instead, so much healthier!  So, I was working out on my step with my barbells when my son came downstairs and sat beside me.  He was concerned because his arms were sore from last week at school doing push ups for the Presidential fitness. I explained to him in between huffing and puffing and climbing up and down off my step that often our muscles get sore when we use different ones and that it will eventually go away.  I told him when I first started lifting weights again, I noticed stiffness too.  But eventually, your muscles get used to it and get stronger.  In response, he said, "So then your fat will go away?" Kids so direct they are! I guess two weeks wasn't long enough to get rid of much, but I will keep trying.  I'm calling my work out the double I E work out, (If I'm Elected!) clever huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should change it to the WIE work out, WHEN I'm elected, but I'm not ready to do that yet, maybe when my muscle matter develops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4262273537734600464?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4262273537734600464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/double-i-and-e-work-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4262273537734600464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4262273537734600464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/double-i-and-e-work-out.html' title='Double I and E work out'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-1655695524871013927</id><published>2009-09-27T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:16:04.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking and freezing!</title><content type='html'>It is SOOOO cold! The funny thing is it probably actually isn't cold really at least not by Minnesota standards, it probably just feels cold because I have been so used to it being warm.  I was freezing on Friday and had to go out into the world to pick up a child and take her somewhere else.  So, I put on my cape, no not a super hero cape, but it may have well as been by the reaction I got from my daughter when I showed up to pick her up in it.  "MOM she said, I told you NOT to wear that in public!".  This is not an embarrassing wardrobe choice, people, it is a black fleece cape and I look quite cute in it, if I do say so myself.  Black is slimming you know.  In fact, the adults complimented me on it, much to my daughter's horror.  I think I may be reaching the stage where most things I wear are embarrassing to her and I sincerely wish I didn't take such delight in irritating her with the concept! Poor kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I baked.  This is something I almost never do because there is an inevitable disaster that goes along with most of my baking endeavors.  However, this time it was a disaster free affair.  I made cheesecake bars and toffee bars and both turned out although when I cut them up they didn't look as nice as the ones pictured in the cookbook.  I think that is the case always though.  When I put on a shirt I see in a magazine it never looks as good on me as in the magazine even when I was thinner.  Or when I put an item in my house like a shelf or something, it never looks the same as in the catalog or store.  It has my stamp on it and my stamp is often kind of messy.  It is who I am, or whom I am, something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a movie last evening.  The Poseidon adventure.  It was really action packed and made me look away from the screen a few times, but I really enjoyed it.  The plot was limited but fun to watch.  It also wasn't too gross which is nice, there were some unhappy endings of some of the cast members, but the main guys made it including Richard Dreyfuss and some other folks I didn't recognize but probably should know.  I find it interesting that they always have a token old guy in these adventure movies.  In the Towering Inferno that I bought the other day for nostalgia purposes there was Fred Astaire and the token old guy tends to survive the movie too which is a nice touch.  Probably their wisdom that saves them, not the physical dexterity.  There is also usually a kid or two as well so the heroes can periodically save them from certain death and then a few capable young women and brainy, athletic guys who figure out the plans and save a select few from whatever disaster ship sinking or fire or whatever that is at hand.  Anyway, it is fun to watch it all unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-1655695524871013927?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1655695524871013927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/baking-and-freezing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1655695524871013927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1655695524871013927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/baking-and-freezing.html' title='Baking and freezing!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3505156397015742445</id><published>2009-09-23T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:32:53.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still can't come up with anything...</title><content type='html'>Today I worked with the media.  I sent my profile and photo into Channel 12 and agreed to be interviewed on Election Day and also to record a statement on the air.  Perhaps they could use "fuzzy" light when they film me like they do for some actresses! I could be like Garbo or someone! I also sent my photo and profile answers to the Sun Post.  Any amount of free publicity is a good thing as my campaign isn't actually rolling in money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting how campaigns make money sometimes though after that Senator hackled the President his opponents campaign collected hundreds of thousands of dollars overnight! All it takes is one bully and money starts flying I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening we had our first PTO meeting in the evening.  The attendance was great, I was really impressed and the conversation was intense.  We discussed the clustering model we are using at RSI which allows high, low and medium levels of students in each class but limits the numbers to allow the teacher to reach more students.  That is what I understood.  However, a lot of people had concerns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main concern seemed to revolve around how they decided where to place the kids and that some kids are not put into what would be classed as a "dumb" class.  I don't think that is an issue really.  In fact, this model, the way it was explained will bring all students up at least one or two levels by allowing more attention and a different way of instructing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be being done that way at my daughter's middle school too.  She is not in AP but some of her friends are in it.  Yet, my daughter still has classes with her friends.  The instructor explained to us that the AP students get a different type of work, but by mixing them together it moves all students up to the level of AP students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds like a good plan to me.  I will admit without putting them down, that my children aren't the brightest in the room.  They have other talents though! Anything to help them academically I am happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3505156397015742445?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3505156397015742445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-cant-come-up-with-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3505156397015742445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3505156397015742445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-cant-come-up-with-anything.html' title='Still can&apos;t come up with anything...'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-4263399953822668577</id><published>2009-09-22T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:27:17.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>I think it is best if I just call all my blogs "Untitled" this way, I do not need to stick with a particular pattern of subject matter.  If I veer off course no one will say that I am totally "off topic" because I have not actually defined a particular topic.  That is my theory and I'm stickin' to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we had a garage sale for my daughter's girl scout troop to benefit their trip to Duluth this summer.  My son chose to sell some of his items in it and they agreed to allow him to do so provided that he gave them half his profit.  He sold quite a few of his matchbox cars at around 25 cents each.  When told that all profits go toward getting rid of his sister next summer, he found that more profit should go toward the girl scouts and less into his pocket! I bring this up both because I found it hysterical and that how much people give largely depends on how the "cause" or "goal" is explained to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to raise money for technology for the school this year.  If we simply say, technology for the school, it is less likely people will donate.  If we show people the technology, i.e. the smart boards (which are fabulous!) and the other great technology items we can purchase with the funds they will be more willing to give money toward it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same at a District level.  People who are upset about their tax dollars being mis-spent by the District need to see the really cool things that those tax dollars go toward.  I was at a meeting the other day and I saw a photo of the new technology labs at RMS.  They have computers that are put down lower on the desks and a see through window is on the desk so the kids can see the computer and what they are working on through it.  But because they are lower down, they can also have an unobstructed view of the teacher.  It is REALLY cool.  However, my explanation is not cool at all and even I can't get the picture from it.  These things people need to see.  I think the District needs to "advertise" this type of stuff.  Maybe invite the Sun Post or Star Trib or one of the local stations to film the lab and how unique it is.  I've never seen anything like it.  This will make people more excited about the District and it's innovations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-4263399953822668577?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4263399953822668577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-think-of-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4263399953822668577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/4263399953822668577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-think-of-title.html' title='Can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-1590158018417840945</id><published>2009-09-19T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:24:59.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closings and feelings</title><content type='html'>It is really hard for me to title blogs.  I never know what to call them, so if you read this blog, don't not read one because the title is dumb, because largely, they will ALL be dumb.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the garage sale today, I was unable to attend the last day because I had to work.  However, I heard from my daughter we did really well.  We sold the converter box that my husband insisted on buying even though I explained numerous times that we have cable and therefore, need no converter box.  Why would we listen to me? So, we bought two and opened one before we realized after deigning to read the instructions that indeed we didn't need it.  Therefore, it sat gathering dust having been opened and unable to be returned.  We got a good price for that so maybe it was meant to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized last week that running for school board isn't all sunshine and rainbows.  There are a lot of issues that need to be resolved in this district before we can move forward and I think the board needs to be a leader in this effort. As I said before, I like the existing board a lot but I don't think they can do it, I do think a new board needs to be elected or at least a few new members.  People perceive the existing board as those who brought the bad news onto them.  Whether that is fair or not it is the perception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest problem with me is ...and I'll be honest here even if it costs me votes, I want to make everyone happy and I can't do it sometimes and that is really frustrating.  Often times that leads me to prayer because it is the way I know to "meditate" on a situation.  I don't often think of that until I first panic for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have gotten better at just letting go.  Sometimes you just need to separate yourself either via actual space or perceived space from something in order to see it clearly.  Maybe clean a room or take a bath or a walk with a pair of jeans (don't ask!) and give the issue space and then when you come back to it, it may look entirely different or at least not be as large as it was when you left.  There are issues that get so big they take over the house and the back yard too.  When I've done this, though, and I come back often times, they are hanging out happily in one room.  I may be getting too symbolic here, but what I'm trying to say is that stress cannot overtake you if you do not let it do it.  There are ways to get past it.  Next time you see me tearing some of my hair out remind me of this fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-1590158018417840945?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1590158018417840945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/closings-and-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1590158018417840945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/1590158018417840945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/closings-and-feelings.html' title='Closings and feelings'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7476147703448236608</id><published>2009-09-16T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:01:33.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage sale and finding time to campaign</title><content type='html'>Well today started out rough.  I got a phone call from the gal I'm doing a garage sale with to benefit my daughter's girl scout troop's trip to Duluth at 7:30 am.  Then, I laid down again and it occurred to me, it's 7:30!! My daughter needs to get up no later than 6:45 to make her bus at 7:25, it being 7:30 pretty much guaranteed the bus had been missed!  I sprinted out of bed, woke her up and in literally 20 minutes was in the car on the way to Plymouth Middle School with a very unhappy 12 year old girl.  We made it in the nick of time, although, I had to drop her violin off in the orchestra room for her.  Gee I'm glad I put on make-up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went home and back to Plymouth again to do the garage sale.  The good news..we got a lot of traffic today and sold a ton of stuff.  We held it at my house which in theory gets more traffic at the beginning of August and didn't get many people at all.  It could have been my ever present beagle growling at the patrons from under the check out table, but who knows! If it keeps going like this we'll have a nice trip for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm thinking of campaigning again.  I believe the best idea I have is that I'm from Brooklyn Center and so many of the other candidates are from Golden Valley and Plymouth.  There isn't anything wrong with those areas, however, I do feel a broader representation of the district is called for.  The board is supposed to represent the district population and we have a big district.  Now I just need signs and literature, I've found some sign making businesses that I never knew existed so my mission for next week is to visit them and assess costs.  Then, the beagle and I will be hitting the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My literature will be published in this blog as it is my one forum aside from Facebook to "advertise", so look for that in the near future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7476147703448236608?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7476147703448236608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/garage-sale-and-finding-time-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7476147703448236608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7476147703448236608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/garage-sale-and-finding-time-to.html' title='Garage sale and finding time to campaign'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-833539529352595220</id><published>2009-09-15T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:45:19.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Endorsement...NOT</title><content type='html'>So I did not get the endorsement from the RFT (Robbinsdale Federation of Teachers) I so far have not found anyone who did.  I am guessing the incumbents maybe did? Don't know, but I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.  Some people are telling me maybe it is better that I did not get endorsed.  I'm not sure but I can only move forward from here.  In case you are curious, here is how I answered their questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.	Why are you a candidate for school board and what are your qualifications? &lt;br /&gt;I am a parent and someone who is extremely passionate about the continued success of the district. I currently have two children in the district.  My daughter is in 7th grade at Plymouth Middle School and my son is in 5th grade at RSIS.  I have been very involved in the school district for 7 years through various avenues.  I have put the newsletter together, coordinated volunteers, been secretary, vice president and currently president of the PTO;  I also co-chaired the South of the Border festival last year at RMS.  The reason I chose to run is to increase my level of involvement.  This past year’s school closings and the referendum experience has convinced me a new voice needs to be heard and I decided my voice might just be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.	How have we improved the public education system in District 281? What challenges remain? I think closing the schools and sticking with the fact that it needed to be done will eventually make a difference in the district as a whole.; I think getting down to the right size made sense.  Although, I’m not certain that closing a middle school was the best choice, certainly by the meetings I attended at Plymouth Middle School they seem to have the larger population well in hand.  I really feel confident the students will  get a quality education there, although I admit I was worried about the larger size at first.  I also like the work that is being put into improving MCA scores. From my experience, the students put in a lot of preparation last year in advance of the MCA tests.  As to challenges, MCA scores still need improvement and I think the work we have already put in needs to continue and we may need to implement new programs or work with challenged students on a different level starting earlier.  I also think getting things in order after the closing of the schools will take some time and that the more information folks have and the clearer it is, the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  On which district and building committees have you served on?&lt;br /&gt;I was on the referendum committees the past two years. After the first one failed, I honestly couldn’t wait to start on the next one to implement all the things that we learned.  I’m so glad that the decision was made to go forward even though it was a Presidential election year.  I also enjoyed the fact that the second time, the community was given more power during the process and that the district staff and school board distanced themselves.  By doing so, they allowed the community to feel that it was “their” referendum and gave them ownership.  I operated the database for the last campaign through some software we purchased called “The Databank” I think that software is terrific and potentially has a lot of uses even outside of campaigning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I’m on the Communication committee and the Calendar task force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.	During time of tight revenue, what solutions would you propose? I think looking at expenses in a whole new way is called for…look outside the box.  Find savings in new ways and also definitely unload the buildings that the District no longer uses as maintaining them I’m certain is costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.	How do you believe District 281 can meet the challenge of attracting and retaining quality employees? I think we already have some of the highest quality employees and I mean that.  I have run into very few people who I don’t consider to be exemplary from the Superintendent on down.  As to keeping these folks, I think we need to work hard to communicate with the employees so they know where things stand and do not resort to the rumor mill to find the answers.  I think making the District’s reputation stronger throughout the State will attract even more quality employees.  I think that comes from keeping up the communication of our great successes to anyone who will liste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  What do you see as your role in directing administrative staff, including the Superintendent? I see my role as an advisor along with the rest of the board.  I am never afraid to share my opinion on any subject. I enjoy writing and would love the opportunity to help with editing messages and help to mold policies as far as the board’s authority would allow.  I assume we would continue the monitoring of the Strategic Plan and the progress it continues to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  What role did you play in representing our district at the legislature this past year?    I wrote several letters to the Governor about my concerns regarding any cuts to Education spending.  During the course of the referendum campaigns I met Sandra Peterson and Ann Rest with whom I expressed my feelings on Education funding and its importance both in our district and to the entire Education system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.	Would you support contracting with outside providers such as Teach for America to hire classroom teachers? I’d need to hear more about why we think that is necessary.  My initial reaction would be no.  I feel we have the ability to handle our own hiring and cannot see a logical reason to pay someone else to do it.  My feeling on consultants in general is that if you can do it yourself, why would you want to spend money on an outside person? I do see the logic in it occasionally, such as the communication audit that a consultant was hired to do.  I felt that was beneficial particularly because the district has a small communication staff and has no time to do such a complex audit.  However, something like hiring is a lot more personal and I think keeping that internal makes a lot more sense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.	Do you have an organized campaign? How is your campaign structured?&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, this is my first time running and I am learning as I go.  I have some folks that have offered to help me, but as to a formal “Campaign Manager” and “Campaign Staff” the answer is no.  I also do not have a slogan although my daughter, who has declared herself my Campaign Manager has come up with some lovely ones.  I plan to put together some literature and hand it out at conference time and if finances allow also distribute some door to door.  I also intend to get a few signs to put in strategic areas closer to the election.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.	Do you have other thoughts you’d like to share with us?&lt;br /&gt;Only that I pondered running for a long time, not because I didn’t want to do it, but because I know it won’t be an easy thing to accomplish and I wanted to give it my best effort.  I feel I can do it this year because my children are getting older and I am doing less volunteer work at the schools and have more time to devote to campaigning and if I am elected to serving on the board.  The time I have spent in the company of the current board members and the district staff have made me realize that working with those folks on a higher level would be a really wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-833539529352595220?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/833539529352595220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/endorsementnot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/833539529352595220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/833539529352595220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/endorsementnot.html' title='Endorsement...NOT'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7452427352800419776</id><published>2009-09-12T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:27:40.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first loss!</title><content type='html'>I tried to get the endorsement from the RFT (Robbinsdale Federation of Teachers) and was not successful.  It was kind of a scary thing for me to do in that I am not a really smooooth person and I tend to stumble and stutter a bit when I get nervous, so sitting before the panel and going over my responses to the questions stressed me.  It is something I'll probably overcome with more practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading election blogs, among them the one that kind of bashes District 281 called 281 Exposed.  I realize by reading those types of blogs how strongly some people feel on the topic of the District and it's elections.  I got a small taste of that during the referendum campaigns but nothing compared to what I'm seeing now.  They are so mean to some of the current board members and since I know them, I feel bad about it.  They are certainly not bad people, maybe their decisions are not all perfect, but they are human and can only work with the circumstances they are given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negativity is a hard thing to overcome.  You either have to try to turn them away from the "dark side" by being positive and showing them the happier side of the world or you have to ignore them or they will suck you into their field of negativity.  I'm channeling Star Wars...but heck it worked with Darth Vader.  Turn away from the dark side, 281 exposed, experience the good side of the force!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find myself stressing more and more about whether what I'm doing is what I should be doing and if the things I write here in this blog are being put under a microscope and anyalized and probably rejected by those who are out there with their magnifying glasses and their "Accept" "Reject" stamps.  Finally last night I decided, I'm going to be who I am and if someone doesn't like it, there are a lot of other choices out there.  I am who I am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7452427352800419776?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7452427352800419776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-loss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7452427352800419776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7452427352800419776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-loss.html' title='My first loss!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-7816351476804528682</id><published>2009-09-08T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:53:08.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctors!</title><content type='html'>I do love a good medical drama and I am a regular viewer of Grey's Anatomy, basically because of Patrick Dempsey who I could watch tie his shoes for an hour and be very happy! But, recently, I've encountered my own medical drama and am not as delighted with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in for my regularly scheduled mammogram and they refused to do it based on some differences between the two sides.  So, today I went in for a "better" mammogram and ultrasound and they found....NOTHING! So, I thought I was done, NO! Because of the oddness of it all, I still have to meet with a surgeon.  But, the doctor cautioned, "Not that you have to have surgery or anything!" Explain to me why I'm meeting with a surgeon again.  "Because this is their area of expertise" He said.  Oh.  I am hoping I come out of this whole thing in one piece is all I have to say on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although all the drama I experienced is nothing compared to the stories I heard profiled while working at the Jerry Lewis Telethon for 3 hours yesterday.   I like being a part of the telethon though, not the television part, I don't like seeing myself on the camera.  But, really, when you watch the stories and see the kids and their families who are affected by the disease, you forget about day to day concerns like appearance.  There was one family with twin boys both in wheelchairs.  The boys were doing okay, but still the family had to move to an entirely different house which was more wheelchair accesable and also just day to day care and all must be a lot of work and hard on everyone emotionally and physically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALS or Lou Gehrig's disease is another devistating disease, there was a dad profiled with two small children that was diagnosd shortly after they got married and didn't know how long he had to live.  His daugher asked him if he was going to die and he said he didn't know how to answer.  It makes simple things that go wrong in our lives seem pretty petty.  Even my silly medical drama.  Even if I did need surgery, what is the big deal? When you get down to it, likely I'd recover from that and still be able to walk and move around normally.  These people are getting progressively worse and worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely something I intend to continue to be a part of each year to help raise funds to help the research and hopefully eventually find a cure or some treatments to prolong and help quality of life for those who have the diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-7816351476804528682?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7816351476804528682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/doctors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7816351476804528682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/7816351476804528682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/doctors.html' title='Doctors!'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3748658975241729513</id><published>2009-09-06T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:48:29.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace and quiet although short lived</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed an evening of peace last night with my beagle.  My son and husband were off at his brother's cabin and my daughter was off at her friend's cabin.  I had to work so had to stay behind.  Honestly, it was weird to be in the house with no one else for an entire evening and night, I cannot remember the last time that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Target and shopped around - looked at clearance clothes and then at clearance other stuff.  I got a really cool butterfly chair for my daugher's room for $14.95 on clearance.  Then I came home and started attempting to clean my daugher's room again.  I believe I need therapy for this obsession I have with cleaning it, but considering the fact that I take on average three bags of garbage out each time I clean and I do it really often, I think I need to continue.  I realize I should insist she clean it herself, and I yell about it constantly.  The problem being I can remember my own mother yelling at me in the same way with the same level of success.  I did eventually come around to realizing wrappers belong in the garbage and that dusting is a necessity.  I needed to get there on my own though and so does my own child - not that I'll stop yelling about it and cleaning when it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between last night's cleaning and normal cleaning is that when I got tired in the middle, I stopped.  I took a break mid-clean and watched a movie.  I had purchased "The Aviator" with Leonardo Dicaprio at least 6 months ago and had not had a chance to watch it.  So, I sat down to watch.  The thing I didn't know is the move was over three hours long! It went on and on.  I did enjoy it and really didn't know much about Howard Hughes prior to watching it except that I think people kept stealing his body after it was buried or something like that? I can remember news headlines to that effect when I was growing up.  He really was mentally disturbed but also made huge strides in the airline industry and without much education on the topic.  I didn't know he was so involved with Katherine Hepburn.  I had read a biography of her a while back and don't recall much mention of him in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when the film was finally over I continued my cleaning and finished about 10:30 pm.  The other thing I noticed is when I'm alone with the dog I tend to talk to her like she's human.  I believe I will be one of those old women with a pet who is in constant conversation! Not such a bad thing but kind of creepy in its way! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I plan to haul out the pine sol and do my floors and then the bathrooms and vacuuming.  I am determined to finish up the cleaning while the little feet are at a minimum.  Some would say while I have this quiet time I should enjoy myself, but the joy of living in a clean house for at least a few days before the family distroys it, is good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also plan to work on my campaign literature.  Many of the candidates were already out passing out items outside the schools I went to on open house night.  I wasn't out there as I was attending the open houses.  People did ask why my literature wasn't among those being passed though.  I need to get on it and soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3748658975241729513?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3748658975241729513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/peace-and-quiet-although-short-lived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3748658975241729513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3748658975241729513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/peace-and-quiet-although-short-lived.html' title='Peace and quiet although short lived'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-9189868617623708574</id><published>2009-07-28T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:43:25.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done with the cat</title><content type='html'>So, I completed cat care and returned the hamster to it's home.  Then, my home felt empty so I had to go out and purchase a hamster for us.  I'd forgotten how fun it is to have one of those little guys around.  We got a boy hamster named "Even" by my son.  We don't know why is name is "Even" but it seems to fit him.  I wanted to call him Bear Grylls after the Man Vs. Wild guy on Discovery because he looks like a bear.  My son vetoed the idea because with all the wildlife that guy eats on his show it is possible if in need he may actually consume a hamster! I figured he had a point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell off my bike a week ago Sunday and got a cut and some bruises.  I just picked myself up and moved on.  Well then, on the middle of last week it started to bleed again.  I thought it was odd but I had to go up north and didn't have time to worry about it.  Then, up north I did a ton of walking and it started draining clear fluid (gross, I know).  So I got back Saturday and it was really swollen...did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;break it and not know about it?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't know, so I called up a nurse line and she was nice but advised me to wash it out and put antibotic on it...duh! It's like the computer guy telling me to turn it off and back on again.  I could have figured that out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did wash it again and it didn't help and in fact, it got worse.  I finally gave up and went to the doctor yesterday and received a lecture for not coming in sooner.  Evidently having bacteria growing in your leg is a bad thing, who knew? So, I got a shot of penicilion on the other side of the moon and was put on a high dose of antibotics and ordered to return to the doctor today for further observation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside it is improving, on the down side, I HAVE BACTERIA GROWING IN MY LEG!! Gross and double gross! I shower every day and washed the cut out immediately after getting it and covered it with a bandaid that had antibotic built in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems so odd that a simple cut can develop into something so yucky for lack of a better word and cause so much trouble.  The funny part of it is...I tried to get to the doctor over the weekend but my life wouldn't allow me to do it, I was up north then I had to take kids places...and urgent care is open until 6pm.  OR I could go to ER and wait 3 hours? Who wouldn't want to do that?? It would be so nice if they would replace some fast food joints on the corners with drive up doctors come on in, have an x-ray, get a strep test and have the bacteria removed from your leg all in less than 30 minutes or it's free!! Okay, I'm rambling and I have to go for my re-check and see if the bacteria has retreated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-9189868617623708574?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9189868617623708574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/07/done-with-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/9189868617623708574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/9189868617623708574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/07/done-with-cat.html' title='Done with the cat'/><author><name>Beth Sharpe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02012017846332148570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZbWp9o6YNw/Sbku5Uhjl5I/AAAAAAAAABY/nzw3xtzazZ8/S220/Sunset.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435399054045025314.post-3875754839497593533</id><published>2009-05-28T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:49:47.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem for the end of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's in a building, isn't it just bricks and mortar?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special really, just and address&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere to hang your hat and arrange furniture&lt;br /&gt;So, why when it's time to leave do we feel distress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a building is more than we realize&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it provides comfort, even solace&lt;br /&gt;It isn't with the structure that the reason lies&lt;br /&gt;But with the people who occupy the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going into the lobby at the desk we get a happy greeting.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling and cheerful we go down the hall to meet Elisa and Ms. Hall&lt;br /&gt;Onto a classroom comforted by knowing those who we are meeting&lt;br /&gt;The same routines, fairs and concerts through the spring from the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are issues, there was Sr. Reid to help us through&lt;br /&gt;Truancy, discipline, PTO, committees and budgets to be made&lt;br /&gt;A calm spirit and quiet voice, yet strong as super glue&lt;br /&gt;Next year he moves on to teach in the second grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year will bring a new Principal, Jane Byrne&lt;br /&gt;Though only with us one year, Principal Hester, made an impression&lt;br /&gt;There were many lessons she helped us to learn&lt;br /&gt;The biggest among them respect for all and good communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new kitchen will have a change of face&lt;br /&gt;As Mary, the head cook remains at RMS&lt;br /&gt;For 20 years, the cafeteria under her ran at a steady pace&lt;br /&gt;It surely will be different without her leadership&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Media center is changing too, we will have a new specialist&lt;br /&gt;It seems everything will have a new look&lt;br /&gt;The changes make up and endlessly long list&lt;br /&gt;Even down to checking out a book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it seems things couldn't get anymore dire&lt;br /&gt;Because our music director, Georgia Goodwin has decided to retire!&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to imagine how someone could fill her talented shoes&lt;br /&gt;Her absence will surely leave many of us singing the blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no it isn't just bricks, mortar or even cement&lt;br /&gt;It is humanity and life and people who care&lt;br /&gt;Though we take all that we'll still have sentiment&lt;br /&gt;For the old, as we move onto a new space to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435399054045025314-3875754839497593533?l=bloggybeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3875754839497593533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloggybeth.blogspot.com/2009/05/poem-for-end-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3875754839497593533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435399054045025314/posts/default/3875754839497593533'/><link rel='alternate' 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