05/31/19

I imagine everyone thinks their state
is the most beautiful in the nation. But,
after our three-day mini-vay, I have to
say, I'm beginning to think Colorado
has them all beat. The Idaho Springs,
Gilpin, Rollinsville, Nederland trek,
must be one of God's fave vacationing
places. The snow-covered mountains
are majestic, the green pines luscious,
the newly budding aspens wait in
abeyance and the skies are beyond the
pale, each and every hour of the day!
One forgets that such beauty exists
midst the sorrow and calamities of our
current world. I am beyond thankful;
I am undone!

am brought to my knees
tears flowing bow in wonder
mama nature rocks

05/30/19

We just had our first RV Campground
experience, and what an experience!
The place is beautiful, neat and tidy,
as well as a tad expensive. We were
told the place offered electric, water
and a dump station. Curiously enough,
the water was frozen and the dump
station was surrounded by cars, hence
unable to use. This place is so nice;
they wouldn't have needed to be shady
with us! Still we'll enjoy another night
of it and plan to sight-see today. Some
retirees enjoy Europe and other exotic
places, but we're having a hell of a lot
of fun with my new Lady Salem . . .
and for those of you who don't name
your vehicles, that would be travel
trailer to you!

retired at last
fun a la dave copperfield
few shekels suffice

05/29/19

I know we're all vastly concerned about
our students and the incrementing violence
schools are facing. Having taught in Mexico
for 17 years and Colorado for 23, I have
observed different schools and distinct
approaches to our mutual problem. The
last school I taught in, hired resource
officers, virtually a new concept when put
into effect. I watches as the students came
to respect and even to love these officers.
In addition to greater safety in schools, the
resource officers provided a very positive
experience within many of the pre-conceived
notions of police and all this means to a
community. a viable solution, a positive
impact.

new thoughts and new ways
im thinking outside the box
pray open my mind

05/28/19

Throughout the entirety of our lives,
we have all known grief. Still, as we
grow older, the losses of family and
friends rise exponentially. I wonder,
if life ever prepares us to accept loss.
I do find that losing loved ones impels
thought to just how precious life is. We
tend to cast our minds over our own
lives, the things we've accomplished,
those we didn't. Perhaps, even with
fear and trembling, we gird up our loins,
sally forth and conquer, taking inventory
of our personal growth. Truly frightening
to look the beast straight in the eyes!
Maybe, it's actually age that gives us the
courage to delve deep. Know that my
heart is with you; grief does indeed take
it's toll. And maybe just maybe, I'll be
granted the courage to do my own soul
searching.

old me and new me
pray shine the light in my dark
still seeking my place

05/27/19

It's so funny it might be hilarious, if it
weren't so sad . . . nigh onto 70 years
old and I over indulged last night. I so
love to party; don't do it very often. But,
I always draw the line . . . or so I thought.
I think others may be able to forgive me,
but I seem to have a hard time forgiving
myself. Sooooo, the question is, "When
am I going to friggin' grow up?"

cant forgive myself
am searching for perfection
never to be found

05/26/19

I love DIFFERENT! In a world that strives
for cookie cutter, those who refuse to color
within the lines are priceless! How's that
for a mixed metaphor?! Nonetheless, the
topic bears thinking about. We should ask
ourselves, "Am I truly content to just be
like everyone else? Am I brave enough to
try and find ME? Is it really so important
we all look alike? Think alike? Act alike?"
One of the things I've found most difficult
is find, and finding oneself once again
throughout the different eras of one's life.
I suppose the initial search begins in middle
school, only to change somewhat in high
school. Adult years, tinted and/or tainted
with education, jobs, job loss, spouses,
children . . . may be some of the most
curious years in self search. What I never
expected, was that it would begin all over
again in my elder years. Never say it
coming; thought I'd been there, done that!
Not sure I should raise a glass or hand out
alka seltzer to those of us on our quests!
When in doubt do both?! Courage . . .

i ask who i am
pondering these many years
am i really me

05/25/19

I've had a thought! Good deal every
once in a while; ha! I've been quite
negative about the weather and it
occurs to me that I've forgotten that
gratitude can counteract negativity.
So, 'mongst my rants, I remind myself . . .
I am eternally grateful for my children,
for family and friends, for learning and
students, for books and technology, for
hearth and home . . . and at this point,
I am eternally grateful I am still alive!

forgot gratitude
negativity prevails
pray do forgive me

05/24/19

Ayer, el 23 de Mayo, celebramos el Día del
Estudiante. Como profesora de más de 40
años, he celebrado esta fecha muchísimas
veces. Muy sin embargo, me puse a pensar.
No necesariamente, es el alumno él que se
siente en las bancas en un salón de clase.
Todos tenemos el derecho y el deber de
aprender todos los días. Cosas sencillas
como el manejo del carro, el uso del corta
zacate, leer libretos de instrucciones, el
uso de máquinas en la cocina. Y claro, hay
aprendizaje más complejo como clases
nocturnas o volver al colegio tiempo completo.
El chiste es seguir estudiando toda la vida,
sea lo que sea el área de interés. Se supone
que mantener la mente activa y alerta, nos
mantendrá bien despiertos el resto de la vida.

quiero aprender
demasiadas cosas
la vida larga

05/23/19

"Colorado snowpack is five times bigger
than it was a year ago at this time."
I swear, I'm moving back to Mexico! It's
May 23 and it's been snowing for four days.
Me thinks SADS is moving in permanently;
I pray I have the wherewithal to withstand!

the gods of weather
are wreaking havoc on us
praying i survive

05/22/19

It must be December . . . snowing for
three days now . . . think I'll build a fire,
put up my Christmas tree and stockings
and get out the carols. Not sure about
the pressies though; it's too cold to go
shopping! ~!@#$%^&*()_+

christmas in july
finally understanding
moved to the south pole

05/21/19

NOOOOO!!! NOT AGAIN!!! Will it never end?!
I swear, this is the longest winter in the history of
mankind! I'm so tired of it; can't cope; dying on
the vine here! Message to the gods: H E L P !!!
MAKE IT STOP!!!!!

five inches of hell
pray amend my attitude
will it never end

05/20/19

Honey, I'm home! I don't know about you,
but waking up in your own bed after a fun
weekend with family is like the two sides of
the same coin. Coming home is always great,
but missing the kids and the break is part of
the equation as well. Me thinks 'tis called
re-entering . . . not necessarily the easiest
process in the world. So, I raise my morning
water glass in toast to the family for a great
weekend and end with a shudder thinking of
all the housework I need to do! Here's me
thinking I rather wish we'd stayed on . . .

a trip to the plains
different kind of beauty
wish we were still there

05/19/19

Alas, 'tis time to depart . . . it never ceases
to amaze me how one so looks forward to
different given outings and yet at the same
time, equally look forward to returning
home. It's probably a good thing to embrace
both. Obviously, there are those who would
rather die that return home. Different is
truly what makes the world go 'round. Still,
such a grand time . . .

we are on our way
the old homestead is lonely
cant wait for next time