>Laughter is the best medicine

>I was teaching text features that signal importance, and I noticed one student took the concept of bulleted lists and ran with it. I saw her to-do list for the weekend sitting on her desk.

  • Get mom to take me to Walgreens.
  • Ask mom for money.

I think she’s mastered the concept.

More robo-calls arrived earlier in the week. The first one: “Your child has been marked absent from one or more classes.” I called the school, talked to Amigo, and tracked down the error. It was an office error, of course. However, they couldn’t fix it; the secretary who handles the first half of the alphabet had left at 3:00. The secretary on the line told me she was certain everything would be fine in the morning.
Well, it wasn’t fine at night. An hour later we got another robo-call from the school with the same recorded script: “Your child has been marked absent from one or more classes….”
I have to laugh or I’d beat my head on the wall. Laughing feels a lot less painful.

Got milk? Read this. It’s a laugh out loud, snort milk out the nose kind of story.

Have a wonderful and laughter-filled weekend.

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>Random Rummaging

>Dearest Darling Husband, a.k.a. Chuck, suggested holding another rummage sale in June of this year. I responded, “What?! Already?! But…but…” So he explained his rationale.

1. Daughter will be coming home from college. Economic woes will probably mean she’ll live here for a while. We’ll sell of anything of hers that we can’t store, and we don’t have much room for storage.
2. We may be remodeling a bathroom and building a new and improved laundry room. This could lead to more “usable junk” hitting the rummage tables.
3. I’ve been cleaning the bookshelves and the basement with a quiet vengeance. If there’s a rummage sale looming in our future, I’ll save a few for sale rather than donate them to thrift stores.
4. We’ll have an extra twin size mattress and box spring. It’s a long story, including daughter moving home and in-laws downsizing to a condo and teen’s bedding still in decent shape – don’t ask.
5. In the cleaning process, I’ve emptied two file cabinets. They can go.
6. We’ve lived here for 14 years now: the longest we’ve ever been in one location. It’s time to seriously stop stashing (it’s not hoarding yet- I hope) and purge.

Meanwhile, I’m still cleaning the basement. It’s not the most efficient method, but it’s working. It has to do with laundry – a cliffhanger of a plot, not. Every time I’m starting a load of laundry, I take a minute or two while the washer is filling and the detergent is dissolving, and I empty a box from the storage shelves. The contents either go in the garbage, the thrift donation boxes, or the Save crates. So far, very little has needed saving. As each box moves off the shelf, I have storage space for: my spare crockpot, canning jars, shopping bags for the summer markets, and other newly and truly important things.

On the rummage list so far:
*a stack of Berenstain Bears books. My kiddos and my preschool students enjoyed them, but they’re of limited use now that my own children are 17 and 23 and my students are in fourth grade. Rather than post them all of Paperbackswap, I’ll set up a book box at the sale. If nothing else, it’ll keep young kids busy while their parents browse.
*various luggage pieces. I have several messenger bags that I no longer use. I can keep one for judging music festivals, and the others will hit the rummage tables.
*twin mattress and boxspring (see above)
*lunch bags and coolers: I have several that are still good and look good, but I no longer use them.

So far the list is fairly small and all cheap items. If this is all we have by June, we’ll donate to a thrift store rather than put the time and money into a sale. Chuck feels confident we’ll have more of the Big Stuff by then, especially with the daughter’s impending move. Okay, dear, I’m willing to wait.

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>Fortunately – or not

>Why do I keep these thing? Maybe because it’s it’s so much fun when I reach into my desk drawer and find a random fortune. These two came from my desk drawer at school.

You are very optimistic and your plans usually succeed. No lucky numbers. How can my plans for becoming a millionaire succeed without lucky lottery numbers?

#3, 23, 32, 40, 41, 46. A small lucky package is on its way to you soon. I have a few books ordered from Paperbackswap.com. I enjoy these packages, but I don’t know about “lucky.”

Last week Chuck and I both ordered Chinese take-out food at our respective workplaces and brought home our leftovers and our fortunes.

My fortune: #10, 21, 32, 37, 40, 44. You will soon embark on a business venture.
It doesn’t say I’ll be successful. I hope it’s going to be a good one.

Chuck’s fortune: #3, 13, 32, 33, 40, 43. Your lucky number for the week is seven.
Huh?

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>Uncommon Sense

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(copied and only partially edited from a good friend’s chain email)

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

  • Knowing when to come in out of the rain
  • Why the early bird gets the worm
  • Life isn’t always fair
  • Maybe it was my fault.

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for expecting responsibility and respect in a school setting, teaching students manners, and refusing to accept that the dog might have eaten the homework.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement despite the self-inflicted nature of the injury.
Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his cousin, Common Courtesy, who was recently moved to Hospice Care.

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>Looking ahead: Challenges and growth

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I enjoy reading Problogger Blog Tips. I’m an amateur, not a professional, but Darren’s advice is applicable to creating and maintaining a quality blog of any kind or size. Lately he’s been taking the New Year’s Resolution approach, looking ahead and asking questions. Questions are valuable: they inspire thought, creativity, and help focus goals in any field, not just blogging.

In a recent post he asked: “As you look at your blog and the year ahead:

  • What is it that you feel is holding you back?
  • What problems do you face?
  • What questions do you have that you can’t get passed (sic)?
  • What issues do you keep coming up against that just hold you back?”

Here are the answers (the questions?), tentative though they might be, in terms of Compost Happens.

Holding me back: Time, reluctance to network in person Problems? Time, lack of HTML knowledge

Questions I can’t get past: I have a vision for a new edition of Compost Happens. It includes the main blog and the poetry site (A Mother’s Garden of Verses), and would expand to include a review (and potentially affiliate) page. The roadblocks (questions and issues, together) are as follows.

  1. I envision these not as separate blogs, but separate pages within one blog. This means major changes.
  2. Chuck is considering buying his own domain name and setting up his page on a new hosting provider. Right now he’s established his page as a guest on a friend’s site. Moving to his own space and combining with Compost Happens would potentially help increase the visibility of his site and mine.
  3. Would I lose the visibility I have now? I’d have to change the link in any directories that include me. That’s a lot of work, and a lot of (gasp) time.
  4. I’ve blogged under the pseudonym Daisy for years. Will the change identify me, causing potential risk to the family in any way?
  5. Do I need to attend blogging conferences? I keep wishing Blissdom would be held outside the school year (I’m a public school teacher). It sounds like an excellent conference for a blogger of my (smaller) stature, where BlogHer remains somewhat intimidating in cost and in size.

These questions have no simple answers. If I want to expand the Compost Happens world, I need to make an investment in time and money. If I plan it well, though, it will happen. One step at a time, I can focus my sites on my site and clarify my insights. Meanwhile, I think I’ll pour a cup of coffee and have a leftover Christmas cookie or two.

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>A Year of Compost Happens

>Here it is: the annual retrospective through the eyes of Daisy!

January: The annual New Year’s Day retrospective!
Are you a newcomer to Compost Happens? When you’re done with 2009’s links, go through 2008!

February: Action: an assessment of my Word of the Year
-What will my word be this year? Last year I chose Action.

March: It’s not easy being clean and green
-Ecostore products: good results, green philosophy

April: A book review for The Household Guide to Dying.
-A thoughtful and peaceful novel

May: Preparing for a Pandemic without Panic
-Looking back, I see what I was thinking before H1N1 hit my town. My class was hard hit in October. The spread of H1N1 isn’t over yet, not by a long shot. This post is still valid.

June: To-do, Ta-dah! and the pile I just can’t face
-Oh, dear. This reminds me that I’ll have to face this pile on Monday when school starts again.

July: Milwaukee Brewers Baseball!
-We enjoy a trip or two to Miller Park every season. It’s a great park with a great team. Come on, Brewers, beef up that pitching line-up and let’s go!

August:
‘Tis the season: Packer Training Camp Season!
-Remember, the man who wears #4 was still waffling on this date.

September: Fruit Chunk Muffins
-creative baking to use up a few fresh fruits and make a nice side dish for brunch.

October: Sustainable Cooking, suburban/city style
-this post shares my first entry in the Sustainable Cooking Tips contest on Brighter Planet by sharing a travel memory.

November: Just another Saturday – or not
-reviewed the previous day, Halloween, complete with adventures in starting a fire in the fireplace.

December: Fun with leftover turkey!
-a take-off on shepherd’s pie in the crock pot, Thanksgiving style.

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>The What Decade? On names and labels

>Let’s be clear: the next decade starts a year from now. But as long as people are seeking a moniker for years that began with the millennium, I might as well join in.

The aughts? No good. America suffered too much in this decade to allow it to be reduced to a synonym for nothing. The attacks of 9/11, the clueless leadership of G.W. Bush, two wars, the collapse of our economy — call it nothing? Not a chance.

The zeroes? The same. There are zeroes in the numbers 2001-2010, but those numbers do not describe the mood swings, political or financial, that made headlines and affected everyday people.

Changes defined these ten years more than any commonality. America can no longer feel invincible, thanks to Al-Qaeda’s actions in 2001. We’ve taken changes in airport security in stride, changes in mail security due to anthrax, and more. We’ve recognized a changing mission for our National Guard and Reserve units.

Changes in outlook are part of our recent past. We’re not reacting to 9/11 any more; we’re accustomed to the changes in our lives because of the attacks. Campuses, high school and college, practice new security drills due to the Columbine attack of 1999. That event, while not part of the current decade, defined a new term: “School Shooting” and defined a new set of safety procedures for all schools.

Another change is the soon-to-be-renewed Elementary and Secondary Education Act, often known as No Child Left Behind. This well-meaning but poorly written piece of legislation cost millions (billions?!) and left many children behind. In the years beyond 2001, School became synonymous with Tests rather than Learning, and those Tests carried an unreasonable amount of weight for all students and teachers.

Changes were both negative and positive. Wall Street fell, evoking fears of another Great Depression. Homelessness rose, unemployment became commonplace, and underemployment joined workers’ lexicon as well. American voters said “Enough, already!” and voted in a new administration, including the first African-American president of the United States and the first female Speaker of the House.

The biggest change, however, has been technological. Computers, after successfully weathering the dreaded Y2K, became no longer a luxury, but an everyday appliance. Cell phones. Text messages. MP3 players. Email – multiple emails. Smart phones! Blogs! Twitter! Plurk! To list and describe all of these changes would be an entire post or several posts, and by the time I’d write and post them, my words would be outdated or even obsolete, much like Brett Favre’s annual team status.

With that in mind (technology, not Favre), I suggest a name I ran across in the morning paper. Reflecting the numerical years and the rise in everyday technological changes, please consider:

Decade 2.0

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>Surfing: the good, the bad, and the random.

>More evidence that my coffee habit isn’t all bad.

Searching for the Loch Ness Monster finds — golf balls galore!?

Thrifting advice: it’s not just for holiday shopping.

And the story of a country singer and a young boy with autism: read this with a box of tissues. It’ll tug on your heartstrings.

And now, in the aftermath of Christmas, what are you finding online in the archives and new posts?

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>Snow Day!

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How much snow did we really have? Well, see for yourself.

It sure did make the outdoor decorations look Christmasy. Now, where is that newspaper? Did it get buried or did the carrier get snowed in? Never mind; pass the hot cocoa!

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>We can never be too wealthy or too tolerant.

>Apparently wealth and tolerance are the main traits to be considered happy – well, for your state to make the Happy List.

Wisconsin ranks near the end. Say what?!! I beg to differ. In defense of the Badger State, here are ten reasons to love living in Wisconsin.

10. We rarely miss our chance for a white Christmas.
9. Tiger Woods doesn’t live or drive here.
8. We can ride bikes without worrying about hills.
7. Women in Wisconsin know football as well as men in the other 49 states.
6. We support Brewers – in baseball and in beer!
5. Bratwurst (preferably grilled) is one of the basic food groups.
4. Our state university’s band is as important as the football team.
3. The best cheese is made here; the kind we eat, and the kind we wear on our heads.
2. We can wear Packer gear to work and still be considered professional.
1. The Green Bay Packers, win or lose, are always entertaining. Go! Pack! Go!

All right, my lovely readers. What makes your state a happy place?

Thanks to Kristin at Going Country for the link to the article.

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