Seven Things About Me

My sisters all borrowed this blog, so why not me.

1. When I was a kid, I was accident prone. I fell off a stage and broke my foot in four places. I fell off a storage ledge, almost a story high, and landed on my chin, breaking up teeth. I got hit in the head with a hammer, and I fell over a barbed wire fence, cutting my ankle to the bone. (I’m sure there are many more, but that’s the highlight edition. This also explains a lot of why I am like I am. :o))

2. I couldn’t skip when I was in kindergarten, and thought I was going to fail that grade.

3. I was a DJ on a High School Radio station.

4. I have been a rodeo clown for a small town rodeo.

5. I hiked almost 2500 miles in 5 summers, 250 of that pulling a handcart.

6. I am very good with primitive weapons. I throw knife, tomahawk, and lance, and also shoot an Indian bow, and have won competitions with these.

7. As a hunter, I killed my first deer with my hunting knife. (long story, not pretty)


Have a great day. Stick.

Not Purple Rain--Purple Pain

We recently remodeled our master bedroom suite to add a shower to our half bath. Aside from being very happy with the results, we also needed to paint the new resulting larger bathroom. We took paint chip cards and scattered them all over the new tile to see what we liked the best. Our tile has shades of gray and brown (sounds weird-looks great), and we chose Dover Gray as the new wall color. As soon as we started painting, my wife called me in the bathroom (I was doing a couple of other projects while she was painting). I walked in to see what would have made my mother very happy, a light lavendar bathroom.

After living with it for a week or so, we have decided to repaint, so we are now looking for a new wall color again. Wish us luck.

Take care. Stick.

A New Look

I decided to change the look of my Blog. Hope you like it.

Apathy, disrespect, and derision

For those who may not know, I am a teacher. Recently, a group of my friends and associates have been discussing education and its failings, and we have come to a sort of consensus. Although there do exist some poor teachers in our society, generally we believe that the problem lies in the attitudes of those being taught. Whether the attitudes are learned from peers, parents, or developed on their own, the tendency in students who are not succeeding in school seems to be apathy and disrespect.

Many of these students think the world either owes them something, or is going to hand them something, so they don't need to worry about school. This leads them to believe that they don't need the education being offered to them. The other side of that coin tends to be disrespect towards any authority figure, including teachers. They believe they can do, and/or say, anything they want, and nothing can be done to them. I am not supporting corporal punishment, but I know even the threat of that was enough to keep me toeing the line all through my school years. There is no accountability for these students, and they are right, there really is no way we can make them do anything. All we can do is try our best, hope for the best, and hope that somewhere down the road they finally get it.

Take care, and keep trying. Stick.

Quotable Quotes

We just recently listened to a talk. We were encouraged not to give up on those who have strayed, no matter how far they may be off the path. We were to encourage them to return, and that it is never too late However, this quote was within the content.

"Repentance will bring forgiveness, but it may not restore what might have been, or

what could be."

It gave me cause to wonder what those who stray could have done had they never strayed. It makes me a little sad to think of all the great things that might have ocuurred if not for choices made.

Take care, and stay close to the Lord. Stick.

There's a light at the end of this tunnel

We just recently remodeled our master bathroom. A's sister, who runs a Handy-Jill business in Denver area, had agreed to do the work. We had a half bath in place, but no shower, or tub, for the master. Just outside that half bath, we had a small storage area near the back door. We walled that off, and installed a double shower. We wanted to have a light in the shower, and planned to power it up with the old light switch from that side of the bathroom. The only problem came when we switched it on. The light in the shower came on, but not the old bathroom ceiling lights. We could not figure it out. In the middle of all of this, we went to a wedding in SL. A's older brother was there, and he is a contractor. He agreed to stop in here on the way back to where they live and help us out. Two hours after he got here, we finally had the power all straightened out. Thank goodness for great relatives who are willing to help. We hope to soon have a nice, working, 3/4 bath!

Take Care. Stay clean. :o) Stick.

How Harry met Sally (the names have been changed to protect the innocent)

Several people have been writing in their blogs about how they and their spouses met. To do that here, I have to give some background.

I am the brother in my family who everyone thought would end up the old, unmarried brother, who rambled around being strange and unmarried well into his forties. I was in my late 20’s when I met my wife. Before I met her, she had already met my younger sister, my mother, my Aunts, and my grandmother. Most of them (especially my mother and sister) thought they should introduce her to me, but didn’t for fear I would never go out with someone they had recommended (Not true however). My sister had lived in the same area as my wife-to-be, and had been friends with her. While visiting my sister, I met all of her roommates, who also knew my wife. When I finally moved back to the area, I found and apartment that happened to be near where those old roommates lived, and my wife was now rooming with them. One of those roommates knew that I had a car, and came over to ask if she and her roommate (my wife) could get a ride to a campus activity. My roommate and I decided that we were going anyway, so why not give them a ride. This is where I first met my wife (Lone Hawk, she was wearing a blue and black, print sweater dress). After this event, this apartment full of girls, who didn’t have a TV in their apartment, would come to our place to watch different shows, in particular, MASH. After a semester of them hanging around, my wife went home for Christmas, along with many of the other students. I was working, so didn’t go anywhere. Over the Christmas break, I began to realize that I really missed having my wife around. By the time she came back, I had decided to ask her out on a date, and had pretty much decided to ask her to marry me. We went on one date, and then two weeks later, I asked her to marry me. We were married 3 months later, and have now been together almost 22 years.