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| There has to be something in me that screams out to weirdos to harass me.
Weirdos who are strangers.
I really believe that creepy things happen to me at such times when I'm alone and vulnerable in public...
Usually when people compliment on your personality, talents, appearance and the such... it's nice and encouraging.
But when strangers randomly come and compliment you ... its hard to take a compliment as a simple, genuine compliment.
When I see a stranger who's attractive... I think to myself... "oh... she/he is good looking" and leave it at that. I don't go out of my way to let them know what I think... in fact, I don't think any of my friends do that. (If you have or do... let me know... we need to talk)
And how do you respond to a rhetorical statement like "Can I just tell you how beautiful you are?"
BLEH~!
More than anything... I was embarrassed because there were like 4 other ladies in the same make up aisle!!!
If you know me, I'm sure you could just imagine the nice look I gave him. 
I need heebie repellent!!
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| So my teaching days at Geddes Elementary has come to an unexpected halt because of budget cuts in the education system. The affects have been felt for many already as school districts have gone "layoff happy". I didn't think it would affect me of all people... and so fast and so soon. But whatevs. Schwarzenegger is going to have no friends in about a year.
Reminiscing about the crazy things my students did and said the past couple of months makes me laugh, cringe, and smile. Kids say the darnest things. I remember one day I wore khaki's with a blue polo shirt.. and a couple of students commented on my outfit.. saying that I look like a worker from WalMart. Then one girl went on to say that it was her dream to work at WalMart.... what happened to BIG dreams and BIG goals?
Another day we had an activity we did in class to travel as a class to a dream vacation. The class brainstorm was a list of all the amusement parks in California. I suggested other countries but they weren't interested. 
The last day of work... I caught a girl picking her nose... not with her finger... but she used her shirt instead.  At least they learned something about hygiene.
Summer is coming!!
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| Everyone has them.. it's a natural production of the body as a result of mucus doing its job. Mucus is good. It keeps nasty stuff in the air out of our lungs. BUT when the mucus is travels out to the nose (with the help of cilia) to rid your organs of all the junk... the mucus, dirt and other
stuff dry and clump together, leaving you with a BOOGER.
Boogers come in all textures... it can be slimy and squishy or tough and crumbly. So what's the best way to get rid of them? The best way to sanitarily remove them for your nose is to use a tissue and blow 'em out or if it's stuck, pick it with your tissue.
So, okay. I'm sure everyone has at one point picked their nose with their bare fingers to replace a tissue. I guess it can be urgent at times... like when you're driving.. and you're stuck in traffic... you're bored.. so you take your finger for an adventure... OR maybe you were in elementary and young... like 5 or 6.
I would say by the time you're in 2nd grade you're aware that picking your nose with your bare fingers is gross... and when someone catches you... it's embarrassing, so you refrain from doing it. (I'm very hopeful of this) Anyway, my point being, upon observing students of grade 2, 4, 5, and 7 in a classroom setting, the results of this hope is very disturbing. Kids can't seem to keep their fingers out of their nose during class!!!
It drives me crazy. It's interesting to observe the process of picking their boogers solely because of the anticipation of witnessing where the booger will ultimately end up. BUT as soon as I see where that booger lands, I want to gag.
This is the general process of picking boogers:
1. Dig in one of the two nostrils (sometimes both)
2. Pick with the fingernails.
3. Remove finger from nostril.
4. Bring finger up to eyeballs to examine the prize.
THEN the highly anticipated destiny of the prize. (listed in frequency from high to low)
1. I would say about 80% of the time.. it ends up in their MOUTHS!
Let me explain this process - the ways I have seen it performed... upon examining, finger (with booger) enters mouth and with the help of one's teeth, it transfers from finger to mouth... or fingernail from other hand assists in removing booger from the other finger.. and then into the oral cavity it goes. WHY?! 
2. Mmmm... about 8% of the time the booger is smeared on their clothes. (usually pants)
3. Then 7% of them get it off their finger with the help of a desk, chair, or worksheets that I have to collect!
4. Lastly, about 5% of the time it's rolled up into a ball.. and then they flick it to God knows where. 
I don't know what to do when I see a handful of kids go through this procedure everyday! I don't want to embarrass them and traumatize them, but DANG it's so GROSS!! Everybody gets them, so
they're not a big deal, but the manner in which they dispose of it is in fact a big deal.
Bottom line:
BOOGERS = germs
FINGERNAILS = germs
If you eat your boogers... it defeats the purpose of mucus!
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| I think I have my scone recipe down pretty good now.. I made my 3rd batch yesterday. :)
I also made hummus for the first time... it's not the best I've ever tasted... but it's still delicious.
Next... white chocolate fruit tart.
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| Wonderful so wonderful is your unfailing love
Your cross is spoken mercy over me
No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no heart can fully know
How glorious, how beautiful you are
Beautiful one I love
Beautiful one I adore
Beautiful one my soul must sing
Powerful so powerful your glory fills the skies
Your mighty works displayed for all to see
The beauty of your majesty awakes my heart to sing
How marvelous, how wonderful you are
You opened my eyes to your wonders anew
You captured my heart with this love
‘Cause nothing on earth is as beautiful as you
Jesus
You opened my eyes to your wonders anew
You captured my heart with this love
‘Cause nothing on earth is as beautiful as you
My soul, My soul must sing
Beautiful one
Who is this King of Glory that pursues me with his love
And haunts me with each hearing of His softly spoken words
My conscience, a reminder of forgiveness that I need
Who is this King of Glory who offers it to me
Who is this King of angels, O blessed Prince of Peace
Revealing things of Heaven and all its mysteries
My spirit's ever longing for His grace in which to stand
Who's this King of glory, Son of God and son of man
His name is Jesus, precious Jesus
The Lord Almighty, the King of my heart
The King of glory
Who is this King of Glory with strength and majesty
And wisdom beyond measure, the gracious King of kings
the Lord of Earth and Heaven, the Creator of all things
He is the King of Glory, He's everything to me
The Lord of Earth and Heaven, the Creator of all things
He is the King of glory, He's everything to me 
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