I have some "Multi-Purpose Bic Wite Out Cover-it-Correction Fluid" here on my desk.  I'm wondering other than actually whiting things out, what other purposes this stuff has.  There are no clues on the bottle.

I saw a church 'garage sale' today so I decided to stop.  In my imagination it was something like the youth group raising money to go on a mission trip and it was a pretty big church so I thought there would be lots of stuff- unfortunatly my imagination was running away with me again.  The church was actually selling their church stuff- chairs and music stands and a communion table . . . that would be a wierd thing to have at home.  When I asked if the church was moving the lady showing me the fridge with the lock on in, which was also for sale, she said, "Yes."  I asked where, but it was like it never happened.  She said, "And this aquarium is for sale too, with the fish!"  Ah- ok.

Since I was hungry and it was next to Star India, formerly my favorite Indian place, I thought I'd stop by there for lunch.  I used to go there alot when I went to UTA.  The owner, or the chipati-man (he's always there- I don't know who he really is) was really friendly with me, in the past.  Today he came out from behind his chipati window and looked at me for a while.  When I finally looked back, he said it had been a long time since I'd been in.  I told him I'd moved. 

Then he said, "Remember five years ago when you told me you were married?"  I said, "No."  He said, "Yes you told me, you were with your friend."  I thought about it, "No, I don't remember saying that, because I'm not married."  He looked at me in a not-so-friendly-chatty-chipati-man  kind of way; like he was mad at me for not being married.  Like, me not being married had ruined his five years.

I thought about saying maybe he had me mistaken with someone else- but then I remembered, if I'm feeling creeped-out by a man (like I was feeling at that moment) and he asks if I have a boyfriend or if I'm married I say "Yes."  Always "Yes."  Ok, so now I do have a boyfriend, so I just say yes to the boyfriend question- but I have had many imaginary boyfriends/husbands. 

It seems that I have too much eye contact and I smile at everyone.  It encourages men.  Heck- I'm not trying to give you a sign- I'm just saying "Hi." 

No more Star India, at least not alone, ok I love samosas, so not alone to dine in.  YOU CAN'T GET RID OF ME THAT EASILY CHIPATI-MAN!

Billie-Jean is not my lover. 

Today is the one year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death, my class watched the Pepsi commercial and the video of BJ.  I asked them if they understood the story of the song, then I had to explain unwed pregnancy and why he couldn't just get a DNA test in 1983.

I fell off my shoes today, in front of a bunch of students.  On the floor, no shoes on.  Weird. Won't wear these shoes again. One student saw me drop my lunch on the floor on Monday and fall today.  She probably thinks that it's amazing I can keep my brain in my head long enough to teach.

I have a mamma size headache and I have to go take an eye exam and get new glasses.

I bought a purple purse yesterday.  It's because I can't convince myself to carry a giraffe purse, even if I do kinda like it.

Mamma-say-mamma-saw-the-ma-coo-saw

I bought a cook book called "Deceptively Delicious" by Jerry Seinfeld's wife.  It is a book about how to hide vegetables in your food so you can't taste them.  She started doing it to get her kids to eat their veggies, but heck, there's nothing wrong with making vegetables delicious for everyone!  Very interesting.  I'm eager to, you know, have a kitchen- so I can try some of the recipes.

a sparrow love story

Things that are green- frogs, peas etc.  This week and weekend I've been making things- green things and sewing things.  I haven't had my sewing machine out in about a month.  This weekend I made four dolls.  I had their little heads cut out, but no little bodies because the pattern I'd been using was difficult to turn right side out.  I modified it to make it easier.  I think they turned out kinda cute for ugly babies.  I restarted another doll as well.  She is from a nut cracker doll pattern, but for whatever reason I decided to cut her fabric out of black with a tan skirt.  I thought I could either change the skirt to black and make her into a witch doll or I could give her the tan skirt and an apron or some other clothes and make her a prairie woman.

Well, my prairie witch  didn't get done, but I now have 4 little green crocheted balls. Depending on how I feel when the 5th one is done, they will either turn into chubby little frogs or peas in a pod or a combination both- I mean like maybe three peas and 2 frogs, not a frog in a pod.  That would be weird. 

http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/babylonbeyond/2010/06/saudi-arabia-clerics-call-for-women-to-give-men-breastmilk-to-avoid-unislamic-mixing.html

I have more to say about this . . .

This is my first blog from my desk in my 'office' at work.  So my office is kinda like the break room with shelves all around hiding me from the microwave, but still- whatever.  I have officially been offered a part time position at TCU for the fall.  (Yeah!)  It's 15 hours (20 being full time.) That makes me next on the list if anything else comes up though- so it's all good.  

I gotta get some flair in this place!

At the promise of an actual job- I also look forward to an actual apartment!

Hours past-the summer is looking good for the horned frogs- I've been doing some contract work and some summer work with Texas Christian Univeristy in Fort Worth.  When I found out about the Univeristy of Dallas program closing, TCU was one of the first places I sent my resume.  The director there contacted  me to thank me for my resume and to let me know that they didn't have any openings. 

That was expected at the time as it was in the middle of the year, and most school don't hire until the summer or fall.  In April he contacted me again to let me know he had an outside contract position open and possibly a few summer hours in the regular university program open.  I took the contract and was told I would get 15 summer 1 classroom (one month) hours.  15 became 20, summer 1 got the addition of  summer 3 as well, which led to an addition of summer 2 for 15 hours which became summer 2 for 20 hours and finally an addition of "some fall hours." 

I expect 15 fall hours because one of the teachers recently became the assistant director.  A full time teacher teaches 20 hours a week, but the  assistant direct teaches 5 hours a week, which means there is always at least one part time teacher. 

That's okay though- God has brought me this far.  I know this is a God thing for two reasons:  1.  I was offered the job because someone else got something "better."  I mean I do hope it is always better for the other person- because it wouldn't have been better for me.  I was invited to apply for that assistant director position, but I didn't feel like it would be a good fit for me.  The 2nd thing is that the last thing on my chronological resume is my position as Journeyman with the International Mission Board.  Both the director at UD and the one at TCU have ties with the Southter Baptist Convention and the International Mission Board- possitive ones- so that's great for me!

Fill in the blank:
The news papers and TV reports in Iran are _____________.  The people only get the news the government wants them to know.

Funny answer: sincere
Funnier answer: lousy
Correct answer: censored

I think if a ubiquity of sparrows really came to my door, I would totally Freak Out.

This is my nine hundred and fifty second post.  Terribly exciting to be sure.
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Last night I had a dream that I went to church and we opened the hymnal and sang an ABBA song.  In my dream I was wondering if ABBA sang a hymn or if the church included an ABBA song in the hymnal.

People need hope, people need loving
People need trust from a fellow man
People need love to make a good living
People need faith in a helping hand

La la la la, la la la la-la, la la la la la la la-la la la
La la la la, la la la la-la, la la la la la la la-la la laa...

Sang ABBA and the church people in my dream.
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I went to church this morning and guess what?!
They didn't sing any ABBA songs.  Drat.

They were all extremely friendly though.  That has got to be the friendliest church I've been to in a very long time.   I think nearly everyone greeted me.  Of course they were all over 65 years old- and there were less then 50 of them.  They seem like a pretty active church and the music minister and the preacher both seemed so earnest in their leadership of the elderly.  I liked it.  I might go back again.
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I'm thinking about taking a dance class for the rhythmically challenged.
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I made a giraffe this weekend.  It actually took a long time, but I spent alot of time watching TV/movies on my computer an crocheting that little booger.  I would include a pic. but my camera battery died.
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I realized today that the world could be coming to and end and I probably wouldn't know.  I don't have a TV, I don't listen to the radio and if the news isn't flashing on my screen, I don't read it online.   A little over a month ago a woman in the elevator said, "It's terrible!  If I had school aged children in China I'd keep them all home!"  I said, "Oh yeah, me too,"  although I had no idea what she was talking about. 
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I remember on 9/11/01 I was driving in Ft. Worth.  I didn't have a radio in my car, so when traffic completely stopped for no reason I had no idea that there was anything wrong with the world other than perhaps a flat tire up ahead.
I was on my way to a meeting at a hotel for a job I had just started.  When I got there I asked about the meeting at the front desk.  The guy said he didn't know about it and pointed at the TV in the lobby.  When I looked at it I saw the Pentagon was on fire.I said, "What's that?"  The guy next to me said, "Saddam Hussein blew up the Pentagon and the Twin Towers."  I watched the footage for about 30 minutes and went home.  Then I watched to footage for the next 3 days.

I worked that job for about a week after that- it was an awful job, and the people I was working with were completely ignorant.
One day one of them told me that she had heard that someone had thrown a smoke bomb into a mausoleum.  I asked her why anyone would do that.  She said it was because they hated Muslims.  I said, "Buy why would they throw a smoke bomb into a mausoleum?  Where there people in there?"  She said, "Oh yes, of course- it was church time."  I was beginning to think it would be easier to hold a conversation with a cat when she said, "You know, Muslims call their churches mausoleums." 
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This post should count as like 6 posts.
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I'm gonna go get my hair cut.