Great Day in Sallyland

Really. I was complimented by a whole class. I read the story Abiyoyo to a class yesturday and today they told another teacher they were reading the story wrong. Ms Sally reads it better. Hee Hee! I love being a teacher some times. My kids make me smilew especially when I am down. Got to love a kid who just called his regular teacher an idiot and turns around and hugs me. Yes he got in trouble but still....

Going to Faire for Italian Invasion on Sat. I am pretty excited. I hope to have a blast. I don't see how I can't. I am going with some cool friends and it should be fun.

Life is going fair to midland. Hey Jude... if this is love I'll take vanillia!

I want to go see my father. I am going in November, but I want to go sooner. Issues are coming up for him and mortality is staring him in the face(his wife's brother is dying of cancer of the spine) and they were pretty close. Uncle Don took me to see my dad when he was in the hospital on my second visit to meet my dad. He has been around often and does things with my father becuase he's the only person my stepmother seems to trust my dad to go out with with out her being there. MY father has had 4 heartattacks and triple by pass surgury. He is over weight and not doing much to change his habits. I just hope he does soon. I just met him 8 years ago.

okay... no more sad stuff ...

Just had a nice evening with my mate. I hope they had fun. I enjoyed myself.

So now I am here writing. I bought The Collected Stories Of Colette. Great Stuff. I enjoy her work.


Well good night all....

A favorite from the past....

Once upon a time
Once when you were mine
I remember skies
Reflected in your eyes
I wonder where you are
I wonder if you
Think about me
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams

Once the world was new
Our bodies felt the morning dew
That greets the brand new day
We couldn't tear ourselves away
I wonder if you care
I wonder if you still remember
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams

And when the music plays
And when the words are
Touched with sorrow
When the music plays
I hear the sound
I had to follow
Once upon a time
Once beneath the stars
The universe was ours
Love was all we knew
And all I knew was you
I wonder if you know
I wonder if you think about it
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams

And when the music plays
And when the words are
Touched with sorrow
When the music plays
And when the music plays
I hear the sound
I had to follow
Once upon a time

Once upon a time
Once when you were mine
I remember skies
Mirrored in your eyes
I wonder where you are
I wonder if you
Think about me
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams
In your wildest dreams
In your wildest dreams

Funny how Events make you think...

Of songs from your past... Here is another one....


In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets
Mr. Krushchev said we will bury you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
It would be such an ignorant thing to do
If the Russian love their children too

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy
There is no monopoly of common sense
On either side of the political fence
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To put words in the mouth of the president
There's no such thing as a winnable war
It's a lie we don't believe anymore
Mr. Reagan says we will protect you
I don't subscribe to this point of view
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too

We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us me and you
Is that the Russians love their children too


Kinda odd really.... fitting a bit as well....just the names have been changed to confuse the masses....