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Regrets

Opening up a bottle of nail polish remover this morning to remove not-too-often polish on my fingernails, I was reminded of a polish remover incident when I was a teen.  I have pretty much always done my own nails and that particular time I got careless and knocked over the bottle of polish remover. It fell onto a vinyl record and turned it completely white and rendered it unplayable.   I really regretted my carelessness.  It was my favorite record of the Concert For Bangladesh set. 

Distractions

I homeschool my two teenage, ADHD grandchildren.  Homeschooling in and of itself is a challenge, but homeschooling ADHD kids has me giving a lot of thought to the distractions of education and just distractions in general.  A distraction can be a good thing, especially after a prolonged time of work or stress but I live in a world where I have to keep two teenagers as well as other ADHD household members focused at least some of the time. The most obvious distractions are internet, TV and music; Internet being the main culprit because it is so often used in conjunction with education these days. Kids are brought up using computers and I believe has shortened the attention span of the world's population, how much more so the attention span of ADHD individuals? My only solution has been that I use as little technology as possible when we are doing school work. Just about everything we do is reading, writing and manual research. We don't use calculators for math. We have used the...

Remembering Daisy

We lost our Great Dane,  Daisy on Monday, March 10, 2025.  My daughter and I said our goodbyes to her as we watched her go to sleep. Thirteen years is a really good life span for a Dane, but it still seemed too soon. I am going to have to go through  this five more times. I have been through it too many already. I myself feel I am too old to adopt any more pets. Rainbow Bridge 🌈  You came into my heart one day So beautiful and smart My dear and sweet companion  I loved you from the start. And though I knew the time would  come When we would have to part You'll never be forgotten  You left paw prints on my heart. Author unknown 

Homeschool and Poetry

I homeschool my grandson and granddaughter. When homeschooling, one will notice that there is quite a difference between it, and public school.   The homeschool, I think, provides a richer environment for learning.  I discovered that the kids had not been exposed to much poetry.  The poem below particularly, tickled them. FATHER WILLIAM by Lewis Carroll  "You are old, father William," the young man said,     "And your hair has become very white;   And yet you incessantly stand on your head —     Do you think, at your age, it is right?"   "In my youth," father William replied to his son,     "I feared it would injure the brain;   But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,     Why, I do it again and again."   "You are old," said the youth, "as I mentioned before,     And have grown most uncommonly fat;   Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door —     Pray, what is the rea...

Whether the Weather

Whether the weather be fine or whether the weather be not whether the weather be cold or whether the weather be hot Whatever the weather we'll weather the weather whether we like it or not

The Wonderful World of Words

 I love words. Inspirational words, witty, thought provoking. The sources of wit and wisdom are endless.  I have blogged off and on for years, but it has been quite some time since last dabbling my toes in the blogging stream.  I have written incessantly during all this time but it has been in the form of written journals, planners and scribbles on random pieces of paper. I told myself that was good enough because there are so many voices in the world that mine would be drowned out.  Still, I have a voice, it is my voice, and I have a need to share it. So here I am, testing the waters; but more than that, making a commitment to myself to keep this blog and keep sharing the words I find to be witty and wonderful. "Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it's not." The Lorax, Dr. Suess