tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386849677845936072024-03-05T06:24:46.547-05:00SLP: Savor - Learn - PersistKeep moving forward no matter what!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.comBlogger167125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-49804803086004365342015-06-28T23:50:00.000-04:002015-06-29T11:53:18.803-04:00Day 3 - After the Storm<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Great day...The wild storminess of a New England Nor'easter has ended, leaving a cool pink sky at sunset. Driving along the coast in the wind and the mist is one of my favorite ways to spend a Sunday (or any day). I am so fortunate to live here...I cannot imagine being more than an hour's drive away from the ocean. Great walk, great pictures, great company...so soothing to my early-vacation soul!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-31120487827353584082015-06-27T12:12:00.001-04:002015-06-27T12:16:18.057-04:00Day 2 - Ethically Speaking<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Nothing says relaxation and summer vacation like completing some continuing education work! I had purchased a course on <a href="https://www.pdresources.org/course/index/3/1238/Ethics-for-Speech-Language-Pathology-and-Audiology">Ethics</a> for Speech-Language Pathology and Audiology a few months back when it was on sale, but had not had a chance to complete it. Figured spending some time on my goof-off day getting caught on CE work was a good use of time. I now have my 30 hours of continuing ed in the bank, so I am done for this round! Boom!<br />
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It was an interesting course...nothing that I did not know already, but it helps to reinforce all the things that you are doing right. I'd recommend it if you are looking for CE credits.ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-55349996574665697132015-06-26T15:11:00.001-04:002015-06-26T15:32:18.761-04:00Day 1 - Reflection on the Year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The school year wrapped up officially yesterday at noon. I am exhausted, exhilarated, and ready to relax. This was the Year of the Ego - schools and agencies offered me more work than one human being in one year should take on. Naturally, I accepted everything that came my way. This is not a smart move, but clearly, I had something to prove. From September until mid-April, I worked from 7-3 at my middle school, then came home and worked another 5-8 hours in three separate roles for an online company. I worked 3 or 4 hours on the weekend as well. This took a toll on my health, and to some degree, on my relationships as well. In April I resigned from the role that required the majority of my time in the evenings, which was very freeing! I have decided to take to the summer off, finish some projects that I have managed to avoid by working so much, reflect on why I felt the need to work incessantly, and simplify my life. I want to reflect where I am headed in the future...Stay in the public schools? Leave the schools, and explore other career opportunities? Grab my Dearly Beloved and sail around the world? These are the thoughts that I think. I have ideas for this summer, but no plan. That is what this day one goof-off day is all about!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-85009072726438188052013-08-23T16:13:00.000-04:002013-08-24T09:56:28.992-04:00Point of Attraction<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I am a great fan of the Law of Attraction and The Secret. I have been studying the principles and focusing on it for about 6 years with great results....when I use it, and don't let my unconscious mental programming take over. I am reading a book called <span style="font-size: small;"> <i><span id="btAsinTitle"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00B2JSRAS/ref=oh_d__o09_details_o09__i00?ie=UTF8&psc=1">E-Squared: Nine Do-It-Yourself Energy Experiments That Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality.</a> </span></i><span id="btAsinTitle">It is interesting...small experiments to see if the way you direct your thoughts impacts the outcome of your desires. My project is to have a small gift or blessing show up in my life - something completely unexpected. I am giving my Higher Power - Cosmo, as I like to refer to this Energy - 48 hours to complete this task. It has to show up here by Saturday morning at 9:08<i>. </i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span id="btAsinTitle">I know this will happen, because it has happened before. I requested pain-free, quick-recovery surgery this summer, and that is exactly what I received. No pain post surgery, quick healing time, totally feeling like myself, with a positive outcome! My doctor thinks I am a "tough lady", but I know it is so much more than that!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span id="btAsinTitle">So my project is in full swing, and several small things have happened. A cardinal, my favorite bird, sat on my fencepost where I could see him from the window, and chirped for about 15 minutes before flying away. This is a blessing for sure! I received a link for a nice, healing meditation, which I enjoyed very much. I found an interesting online nutrition class at a reduced price...definitely a gift, but I still had to pay for it, so I don't think that counts.</span></span><br />
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I am fine with this...I just needed to make my point that the way they treat employees is unacceptable. I will resume my full time SLP position with my head held high, as well as with an excellent understanding of what kind of adminstrator I will NEVER be.ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-25626048475495280742013-08-12T23:04:00.000-04:002013-08-12T23:07:23.648-04:00Fearless<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I was able to get together today with an old, dear friend that I had not seen for a while. Carole has been undergoing aggressive treatments for breast cancer, and although we have talked frequently, it has been difficult to get together. When we last saw each other, she was wearing a wig, and moving slowly...the treatments were brutal, and greatly taxed her strength, balance and quality of life. But seeing her today was so wonderful! Her hair has grown, she has more of a spring in her step, and seems more like her old self again. I think having cancer changes who you are forever. You look at the world with a different lens. She is much more focused on living, instead of just surviving. She wore her "Fearless" bracelet today. I gave it to her when she began her chemo and radiation treatments last year. She said she looked at during her treatments, and it helped her to stay strong. She is the most fearless person I know...this was just to remind her. She has given them as gifts to people she knows who are going through treatment as well. This makes me happy.<br />
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We talked about my surgery. I was fortunate; the cells removed during my biopsy two weeks ago were benign, and the only healing I needed was to recover from the surgery itself. I am very blessed. I am doubly blessed to have Carole in my life, as my friend. She is a remarkable example of grace under pressure, fearlessness, and a spirit that never quits!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-7511116235848670052013-08-11T11:58:00.000-04:002013-08-12T23:06:26.911-04:00Stickk It To Me...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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With my job being so crazy last year, I had been losing my focus on creating My Healthiest Body Ever
during the January through June period of 2013. Not enough exercise plus not enough food multiplied by not anywhere near enough sleep equals <i><b>no significant body metamorphosis</b></i>. I found an interesting site in June called <a data-mce-href="https://www.stickk.com/" href="https://www.stickk.com/">Stickk</a> which invites you to PUT A CONTRACT ON YOURSELF. I committed to losing three
dress sizes by Christmas. I also put a monetary amount on this
contract...if I do not make forward progress each week, Stickk will send
the weekly amount to which I have committed to an ANTI- CHARITY. This
motivates me immensely, because I would NEVER want to send my money to the group I selected. Since June, I have dropped one dress size...my facial features are more defined again, and my back and arms are stronger. <br />
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So, if you need an incentive to make a specific change in your life, you might want to take out a contract on yourself with <a data-mce-href="https://www.stickk.com/" href="https://www.stickk.com/">Stickk</a>!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-8941092986361911042013-08-10T14:14:00.001-04:002013-08-10T14:15:20.324-04:00Begin Again!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrA4Jjz876sctAA6a_foZDuZF2cnQxkhSnOiiPeJTmffaB_ZrzgdD89WIkpJ_kDYw_pDCfJqowdhL-SCudbr9DIyARFCVrU_a4_otWs0C9gO3r_Gj1pvxZAr1CJGIrh0WJtVDEwcWvtUE/s1600/IMG_4186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrA4Jjz876sctAA6a_foZDuZF2cnQxkhSnOiiPeJTmffaB_ZrzgdD89WIkpJ_kDYw_pDCfJqowdhL-SCudbr9DIyARFCVrU_a4_otWs0C9gO3r_Gj1pvxZAr1CJGIrh0WJtVDEwcWvtUE/s320/IMG_4186.JPG" width="320" /></a>I have been thoroughly lax in attending to this blog. I do not know
whether anyone reads this or not, but I am going to start writing again for myself,
to talk about my days, and maintain my sanity. It has been a
stressful year, but I am in a much better place mentally, physically and
emotionally. Stressful job has ended, health is now wonderful, and I am
ready to start anew!<br />
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The remainder of my school year was long and challenging. I was happy to have wrapped up the interim Special ed program head position...I enjoyed it and learned many things. One thing I did learn was the role that politics plays in applying for and obtaining a new position. It would be highly unprofessional to go into details. Suffice to say, I am still not 100% certain what my role with be in the fall. I would like to be in a leadership position, but the cards have not all been played yet. Stay tuned...<br />
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Through all the craziness of this year, I have maintained my grain-free
eating…I just haven’t put a lot of effort into it. My goal as summer
winds down, and school begins again is to cook/create a
primal/paleo/grain-free item every day, and eat it. More cooking of
food, and less relying on almond butter/green apples night after
night for dinner!<br />
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I am happy to be back. I look forward to blogging as the spirit moves me...my intention is to be moved every day!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-87040404068003210292013-01-30T11:17:00.000-05:002013-01-30T11:18:22.307-05:00Changes...My poor little neglected blog! I have written nothing since the end of summer when I started back to school. It has been a hectic five months! Since I am home with a vile cold and cough today, it seems as good a time as any to catch up!<br />
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After MANY years of working as a full-time speech-language pathologist, I am now working that role on a part-time basis. This year, I was hired as the special education program head for my Middle School - on a part-time basis. It was a full-time position up until this year, but budget cuts changed all that! The Program Head job technically is 3.5 days per week, and the SLP job is 1.5 days. This, of course, is ridiculous, and I work obsessively to make sure that both jobs are completed to my satisfaction. The Program Head job should be full-time, but we will see where that leads. I have to say, I am delighted to still work with my group of students...I would miss them terribly if I did not!<br />
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I have also continued my evening work with <a href="http://www.tinyeye.com/">TinyEYE Therapy Services</a> - I am able to provide speech-language therapy to students around the world via telepractice! It is very exciting work and I have been offered many wonderful opportunities within the TinyEYE therapy team during the past few months!<br />
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The trip to the <a href="http://www.asha.org/events/convention/">ASHA Convention</a> in Atlanta in November was fantastic! Lots of great workshops, classes, and new ideas! It was also a great opportunity to visit with my dear friend Candy whom I have not seen for a couple of years. She moved to Georgia in 2009, and I had not been down for a visit. It was a wonderful chance to see each other, and catch up!<br />
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And now, here I sit on the couch, with my laptop, tea, and box of tissues...yuck! Time for a little nap!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-66921671091114134632012-08-30T18:14:00.000-04:002012-08-31T18:16:26.304-04:00Day Seventy - Sunset<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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The summer is setting behind me. It has been relaxing, exciting, serene and beautiful. I worked part time, took some great vacations, spent tons of time at the beach, caught up on reading, and finished house projects. I feel rejuvenated, and I am ready to tackle the next phase of my career. I start my Program Head position tomorrow. I have enjoyed this summer immensely, and I look forward to the new school year.<br />
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If you have been reading this blog, I thank you for your time. I hope you have enjoyed your summer as well, and I wish you a happy fall season!<br />
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A bientot!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-29784526575794034572012-08-29T23:06:00.000-04:002012-08-30T23:07:01.888-04:00Day Sixty-Nine - Savor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Spent the day enjoying the ocean...the waves were high and you could hear the surf even back at the cottage. Dearly Beloved and I had a date night to celebrate my birthday again. It was beautiful watching the blue full moon rise as we drove to Chatham. We had to wait a while at the Impudent Oyster even though we had reservations, but it was worth it! Shrimp cocktail, chilled salad, Coconut Thai Mussels, and an ice cream sundae with maple rum sauce for dessert! Heaven! The company was fabulous, too! What a lovely evening!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-75765799823959777552012-08-28T23:30:00.000-04:002012-08-28T23:30:23.615-04:00Day Sixty-Eight - Sweet!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today is my birthday. I love my summer birthday...it is the last hurrah between summer and school. I got to spend it with my Dearly Beloved and my Dearest Mother in one of my favorite places, Cape Cod. I received many phone calls and Facebook greetings from my family and friends. I had a lovely dinner in a favorite restaurant. Life doesn't get too much better than this!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-22657285149762369922012-08-27T21:57:00.000-04:002012-08-27T21:57:04.969-04:00Day Sixty-Seven - Score!<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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The call came at noon. My principal and vice principal phoned me, using very formal language (the goofs), to officially offer me the job of Interim Special Education Program Head. I am amazed, scared, excited, terrified, and I said YES! I will work 3.5 days as the Program Head, and 1.5 days as the SLP. A contracted SLP will be hired for the year, so that I can "try it out" and see if the job is a good fit for me.<br />
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I am thrilled with this opportunity! Just need to figure out the nuts and bolts, and away I go!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-24042176821651840722012-08-26T22:41:00.001-04:002012-08-26T22:43:33.945-04:00Day Sixty-Six - Sleepyhead<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlvOKouns2tW2scxxKv2dFIZC-IFvmnc1pN2LMQuNbL7WhovPdOhPGqYza3h1cMHJpec3_ufXyXxr_2Y9LhHLkfI1_-udqMsdqChRKlaJt9giAhB9uwn37hSnkLre6ZUw3_xNP6YQ4hG0/s1600/sleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlvOKouns2tW2scxxKv2dFIZC-IFvmnc1pN2LMQuNbL7WhovPdOhPGqYza3h1cMHJpec3_ufXyXxr_2Y9LhHLkfI1_-udqMsdqChRKlaJt9giAhB9uwn37hSnkLre6ZUw3_xNP6YQ4hG0/s1600/sleeping.jpg" /></a>Called Dearly Beloved this morning at 9:30 to see what time he would be arriving; he had planned to get up at 6:00 to fine-tune some grill work, and then arrive here in time to make breakfast! What an excellent man! Unfortunately, he was still sleeping when the phone rang, and wasn't sure where he was. Hmmm...guess he will be making breakfast tomorrow instead.<br />
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At that point, he figured he would wrap up projects at home, then come along. He arrived about 6 pm. I was really glad to see him; he is always the voice of reason, and I really needed to talk to him about the brother/s-i-l issues.<br />
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Brother seemed better today; he will take each day as it comes.<br />
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My sister-in-law left my brother and their children today. A statement of "I'm done", and she drove away. My brother is beside himself, my nephew and niece are heartbroken and confused, and my mother is in tears. My mother has hopes that they will reconcile. In my experience, when someone tells you "I'm done", they don't return.<br />
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Dearest mother asked if I would get a sticker on her minivan. No problem! It expires at the end of the month. I grabbed the registration before we pulled out of the driveway AND...it had expired in May. Really? The car that I drove 150 miles on the highway in June? Nice. NO sticker for you today!<br />
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After that little surprise, I decided I would get organized to renew my license since it expires next Tuesday. I got the paperwork filled out, but have to go to the Registry to complete it on Monday. Dearest Mother passes me her license and asks when it has to be renewed....wait for it...it expired LAST NOVEMBER. So, I have a lovely senior citizen driving around in an unregistered car with an expired license. How fabulous is that?! <br />
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LOTS of Registry things to do on Monday!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-19992558670059573852012-08-23T22:16:00.001-04:002012-08-27T17:52:52.017-04:00Day Sixty-Three - Savoir Vivre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Winding down... Time to head to the Cape to take a final getaway at Dear Mother's beach house. To begin and end the Summer of 2012 at the beach house is such a gift - I am very grateful to be here, to chat with Mum, to wander along the ocean, and to have the breeze pour over me as I sit on the porch. Joyful!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-42862340708944305712012-08-22T23:10:00.000-04:002012-08-23T00:20:05.378-04:00Day Sixty-Two - Synoptic<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I wrapped up my final make-up therapy session of the summer. My almost-high-school-freshman finished all his <i>Hunger Games</i> questions, but it was challenging for him. I barraged him with strategies, tips, techniques, word derivations, associations, sentence stems, skimming for key words, and anything else I could think up to help him remember how to analyze text and understand it. I know he knows these things, it is just that he only seems to use them when I am sitting beside him. Well, I am not going to be from now on. I am worried for his success, but he is going to have to take the things that I have taught him and fly away from our little middle school nest. <br />
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He is a good kid...I will miss him and I wish him well!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-56627530481120650572012-08-21T19:05:00.000-04:002012-08-22T19:08:30.823-04:00Day Sixty-One - Squirrelly<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Beautiful day...Very little traffic driving by the house. Nice breeze. Spent some time de-weeding the garden - an endless task, but very satisfying when you finish. My little family of white squirrels was bopping around, running along the top of the fence on their way to where ever it is that they go endlessly each day. This little fellow decided to take a rest on the powerline above the fence. He posed long enough for me to get some great shots of him.ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-4837328793393015152012-08-20T16:36:00.000-04:002012-08-21T16:36:34.505-04:00Day Sixty - SIXTY?!?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Day Sixty - wow. I am treasuring every second of this time. Each breeze through the window, every leaf and tree branch that sways in the wind, moments to sip lemonade and read, working in the yard, random trips to the beach with Dearly Beloved - all of these things add to the fabric and joy of my days. I am truly grateful for this time.ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-75993803120766644902012-08-19T23:01:00.000-04:002012-08-21T11:03:49.361-04:00Day Fifty-Nine - Smooth<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-CKjEbj6LWZh2zIa1oTpXlYnZuNi4v61aivgFUFRYCCV_3hJhYw4zOzMzykq_NJq-EIcUM0hQk-chQI1y-a0e9dUYyyimTCEPUVeDdiCeIFN9R9XRqyduPSxDcepPTe4QwKazqE_3zoc/s1600/York+sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-CKjEbj6LWZh2zIa1oTpXlYnZuNi4v61aivgFUFRYCCV_3hJhYw4zOzMzykq_NJq-EIcUM0hQk-chQI1y-a0e9dUYyyimTCEPUVeDdiCeIFN9R9XRqyduPSxDcepPTe4QwKazqE_3zoc/s320/York+sunset.jpg" width="320" /></a>Perfection of a day today - low humidity, nice breeze...let's head to the beach! Off to Maine we go! It was a relaxing drive up (mostly...we stopped to pick up a grill! The grill owner was a psycho, but that is a story for another time...).<br />
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We took an excellent walk along the beach at low tide with Dixie. Finished up with a Mexican dinner at Guac. Love days like this!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-70544635440386677922012-08-18T23:12:00.000-04:002012-08-19T23:12:42.317-04:00Day Fifty-Eight - Stellar!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7VW56-uPSHe5H5rBuTgFqy5pT1zkq5Bq8WGOFMHMoOmzHhxo1ArVzk235EQSi60x57wNjujJ3rI5YZQZ-8EurzptSveZI94CFmQ9WfvLsFlpO4S4o0RmJL9MOx7NctjHz8nNfIMgmnUU/s1600/lemon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7VW56-uPSHe5H5rBuTgFqy5pT1zkq5Bq8WGOFMHMoOmzHhxo1ArVzk235EQSi60x57wNjujJ3rI5YZQZ-8EurzptSveZI94CFmQ9WfvLsFlpO4S4o0RmJL9MOx7NctjHz8nNfIMgmnUU/s1600/lemon.jpg" /></a>Nice, low-humidity day...perfect for cleaning my sadly-in-need-of house! Since the dog got de-furred, it seemed like a good time to do the same in the abode. Vacuuming, deep-cleaning carpets, fixing the vacuum when it decided it had had quite enough of me and my type of fun! Do I know how to spend my Saturday or what!<br />
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I also made some delicious Lemon Coconut Bread, a variation on <a href="http://nourishedandnurtured.blogspot.com/2012/04/lemon-coconut-muffins-grain-free-gaps.html"><i>Nourished and Nutured's Lemon Coconut Muffins</i></a>. Very delicious...I highly recommend it. Instead of using a muffin pan, I oiled a loaf pan, poured in the mixture, and cooked it for 35 minutes. Yummy!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-11512287543535050622012-08-17T15:02:00.000-04:002012-08-19T15:03:17.746-04:00Day Fifty-Seven - Sereneness<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiRPlT3V-M6wSkJp9h0l_yI-7QlkN99EWi87VXVIefu1a3KEurb3Vg7T8HRT2Xhe0dlUNpgsIhOKNOXnCDr2o4M0aXZjthSgnbNM4Zq3l93qptY4ygxx35Ab7WaP9xdEkN_wnfl26yiRY/s1600/box.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiRPlT3V-M6wSkJp9h0l_yI-7QlkN99EWi87VXVIefu1a3KEurb3Vg7T8HRT2Xhe0dlUNpgsIhOKNOXnCDr2o4M0aXZjthSgnbNM4Zq3l93qptY4ygxx35Ab7WaP9xdEkN_wnfl26yiRY/s1600/box.jpg" /></a>Still carless...no problem! Nothing like a day at home to calm the mind, and exercise the body. Did my leg/ankle routines, and even did a little badass boxing session via my iPad. Shadow boxing gets rid of some the AGGRESSION I feel towards the timing belt in my car. Done now....<br />
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ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-21166347891926958642012-08-16T23:59:00.000-04:002012-08-17T00:14:58.024-04:00Day Fifty-Six - Stinko<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8K3xoT08v8e920JrXc6vB_Yk9MSzUud-3MIXjT3yR67rbx-gvizDeBQYMen0ZhAeB0MbBkTIcRYCxK74YtOWoLE1llSrMj_YHA2AYKswWljX2izgp0yLOLnd80qYTZ4VBToix_gifZ4w/s1600/timing+belt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8K3xoT08v8e920JrXc6vB_Yk9MSzUud-3MIXjT3yR67rbx-gvizDeBQYMen0ZhAeB0MbBkTIcRYCxK74YtOWoLE1llSrMj_YHA2AYKswWljX2izgp0yLOLnd80qYTZ4VBToix_gifZ4w/s1600/timing+belt.jpg" /></a>While driving home from a wake, minding my own business, my little car gave a little "POP"...and stopped running! Stranded. Nothing.<br />
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Thank the Universe for AAA! They promptly sent a flatbed truck which hauled my car the 11 miles to my mechanic. The verdict? A timing belt. Oh, you gasp in horror! NOT the timing belt! That will cost a FORTUNE! And you are right in your assessment of this.<br />
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The only thing that makes this even more infuriating...I replaced this timing belt LESS THAN 8000 MILES AGO! Something is stinko with this scenario. The mechanic and I will have a chat tomorrow...ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-538684967784593607.post-88032925466293557672012-08-15T00:02:00.000-04:002012-08-17T00:04:41.555-04:00Day Fifty-Five - Surprising!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKVhtaLbuhondyd-tiFYua55PtdLI1VYJIG8vN0MWJkYp9_vGoXK95X2O-bLV8qRuTF8z4spUEiZWVo1ks68MSBWihVMKulzs3NwPv4k_QhaG67RAP4Xk1blI8ichVufKH7_3IITlUozs/s1600/blue+moon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKVhtaLbuhondyd-tiFYua55PtdLI1VYJIG8vN0MWJkYp9_vGoXK95X2O-bLV8qRuTF8z4spUEiZWVo1ks68MSBWihVMKulzs3NwPv4k_QhaG67RAP4Xk1blI8ichVufKH7_3IITlUozs/s1600/blue+moon.jpg" /></a>Double Nickel Day! Have to expect something interesting on Day Fifty-Five, right? Weill, I got a phone call out of the blue from my principal. The job I interviewed for still has not been filled - no shock there since they changed the criteria for the position! Well, he had a proposition for me...which depends on the stars lining up, bigwigs agreeing with his proposal, and a blue moon appearing - but wait - there IS a blue moon at the end of this month!<br />
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Anyway, he is interested in hiring me for the job (3.5 days) while I continue in my current job 1.5 days. He would hire an SLP on an interim basis so that I could try the position for a year and see if it is a good fit for me. This sounds excellent, and exactly what I wanted!<br />
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We shall see what this Blue Moon brings me!ObsessiveSLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08345479308912311982noreply@blogger.com0