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Wednesday, 23 September 2009 HealthcareSunday, 20 September 2009 On the path...where have i been for almost a year? what have i been doing?
here's a little list, since i don't feel creative enough to write a nice essay-like post spewing with sarcasm and optimism. 1. Went to Austin, TX and loved it! 2. Ventured into criminal justice classes 3. have worked with a psycho co-worker for which i've been nicknamed "peace keeper" 4. was attacked by a Mastiff dog and now have a pretty "cool" scar to remind me for the rest of my life that i should have followed my instict to stay home. 5. spent my summer vacation @ the beach :) sunbathing, playing with my dog, and eating whatever i pleased. ...and visited my family too :P 6. now i volunteer regularly at a homeless shelter 7. i turned twenty-nine years old 8. have decided to join an online dating site 9. have struggled with depression 10. that's all! hope to catch up with y'all soon :) love always, amberley Monday, 29 December 2008  I’ve had a mild case of the holiday -coping with life blues/blahs. Okay, maybe I’m just tired of being set on “drive” all the time. But for whatever reason I didn’t feel as my usual self this holiday. I didn’t feel much joy in opening any obligatory Christmas cards, or reading the annual emails/novels from relatives… Around the office we had an abundance of cookies, homemade fudge, chocolates galore, marzipan treats, and all the carbs you can think of. I’ve enjoyed good company, and love from the most important people in my life- but….. I have conflicted feelings that are intertwined with my philosophical beliefs. Christmas is only a holiday to get into debt, pretend to like some people by showering others with ridiculous gifts topped with equally ludicrous bows. Christmas has lost the Christ part of it, not to mention peace, love, joy, and charity for those who need it. Now the holiday starts in August with stores already selling ornaments, and all the trimmings for a tree that gets put away on Dec. 26th. However, my heart was content in playing Mademoiselle Elf by wrapping gifts that were for children to enjoy. As for myself: I got what I wanted because I actually dared to go shopping and buy material items that I really wanted/needed. What’s the point of receiving gifts from someone when it shows a lack of thought from their part? Why bother to amass dust-collectors that will sit untouched in the back of a closet? I just told people to NOT get me anything and/or make a donation to my favorite charities. This is the season of giving and I, for once, decided to give to myself and add my name to the list….the very top of the list! Mamma Oprah would be proud. For all curious minds out there I got: cheap non-leather purse and wallet, Mamma Mia DVD, and a telescope. Now New Year’s is here. New beginnings- a clean slate. I wish I had a nice spankin’ resolutions list, but I don’t have one. I make my resolutions on my birthday, and honestly, I can’t remember them. I do live each day trying to leave this world a little better off than I found it, and I hope that counts for something. I do have a wish for next year- I wish for President Obama to abolish NCLB or to mandate No Teacher Left Behind. Monday, 22 December 2008  how can i not post this pic? this one is for you, Rusty =)what is my Gigi thinking: A. Mommy, how can you do this to me? B. Who is this fat and jolly dude? C. yumm...his hand tastes just like chicken. Season's Greetings I'm just going to take it easy and not even write anything else for a few days. Have a wonderful holiday, y'all!
Love, Amberley http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.zmtg.com/images/VintageChristmas-Icon.jpg&imgrefurl=http://sunauction.com/product_info.php%3Fproducts_id%3D42&usg=__IhsRMyPvkg5b_vTtFP8OXsta17s=&h=300&w=300&sz=40&hl=en&start=15&um=1&tbnid=eOtG6hyOwlXh2M:&tbnh=116&tbnw=116&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dvintage%2Bchristmas%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN Thursday, 27 November 2008 Sign of the times
Wednesday, 26 November 2008 Gobble~GobbleAhh, another holiday. I can’t say when was the last time when I had a real “traditional” Thanksgiving feast, but I can assure you that I CAN remember when I’ve felt grateful~ and that is every~ single~ day. So, whether you celebrate Thanksgiving, The Harvest Feast, or just that it’s just Thursday and there’s no work, here are my reasons why I gave thanks today: Things I’m full of thanks for:
Love, Amberley Saturday, 15 November 2008 Sick day # 3- enjoy!
Friday, 14 November 2008 Sick holiday
Sick day #2: I had no choice but to break down and go to the doc last night. I didn’t mind waiting for almost 2 hours to be seen b/c Finding Nemo was playing. Ha-ha! Vertigo can be fun, but not on a workday. It turns out that I have an ear infection AND strep. Woohoo! Today I was up by 5:30, cuddled with Gigi, fed her, cuddled some more, took care of business and that’s when it hit me, around 6:15am when I was staring at the moonlit sky: “big dummy! You have a report due today!” there was no other option than to leave the comfort of my Gigi’s paws, take off my comfy pj’s, brush my hair, put on my work clothes, a beret to cover my bad-sick-hair-day, and hit the road. By 6:45 I was in school to finish the stupid report that is due at the same time every month, which I had started to do Monday, but with so many fires to put out, it just escaped my mind to complete it. (If it weren’t for all those kids, we could accomplish a lot!) Okay, it took me 5, maybe 10 minutes to complete it and 30 minutes to do the round trip. (argh) I did 5 loads of laundry before noon, picked up my meds, and some of my homework, and you guessed it, cuddled some more. So much for calling in sick! The doc gave me a shot on my hip, which is still sore, plus a 10 day supply of horse-pill size antibiotics. Fun! I did watch some TV, but why bother? OMG!!! What a bunch of mindless garbage, and I don’t even have cable! Can somebody please teach me to enjoy being sick?
Sunday, 09 November 2008 My Gigi
Luck o' the IrishI, like most of the Motimers have now released our sigh of relief by knowing that the next president of the In the same way that McCain is not Bush, so is the case with Obama and Kennedy. We all have great expectations and illusions, and frankly, after having 8 years of a ghost president, 2 wars, and almost an economic depression, who can blame us? Kennedy was the inspiration for my mom’s generation, and in some ways, he is also someone I have admired although he wasn’t allowed to live and become even a greater icon by energizing and inspiring the citizens and the world even further. Obama has united us all (most) and we should remember and act on the words Kennedy spoke and still echo today “ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country.” I’ve read several political blogs in the last weeks and cannot remember where I read that these elections inspired the world and that for once the world wanted to be part of our democracy, the one so many of us take for granted. To hear the joyous voices from all corners of the planet at the news of our history-making election was comforting and reassuring that the decision I made was in harmony with the optimistic hopes of not just this nation, but of all the continents. (I’m sure the little penguins were celebrating and cheering in Okay, I just needed to ramble for a bit even if I’m incoherent. Enjoy this little video from Love, Amberley Friday, 07 November 2008 Do be do be doI cannot for the life of me bring myself to do what I’m supposed to do regarding a rather charming- NOT! class/group project. I hate the right-wing fascist class, the irresponsible people, the project, the topic of the project, etc. I guess all my negative vibes have caused my computer to crash, therefore; I must use the noisy facilities of my college library instead of being with the luxury of my Gypsy-camp/thrift store chic ambiance in my “home office” while I lounge in my pj’s with my Gigi in my lap. **** karma! My mother, who is a teacher, cannot believe all the nonsense that I’ve had to do this past week at work/school. Okay, my students are in the biological ages of 15-21, (mentally they are MUCH younger) so you would think that by now they have mastered the art of entering and exiting a bus. But the dept of education doesn’t seem to think so, soooooooooo! Twice a year we must ALL take a field trip to the parking lot and roll our eyes at each other as we “learn to evacuate a bus” in a “safe” manner. I’m telling you, some *administrators* need an IQ test! Argh! Most of our kids have their own vehicles, and there’s no money for any fun trips, so why waste this time? Okay, so we also need to “learn” that “good behavior has positive consequences and bad behavior has negative consequences” (exact quote from training video!) WE had to watch the video, and take a test afterwards on this gar-bagé. I guess common sense isn’t that common. To put the cherry on top we were also trained on how to safely sneeze into our sleeves, and do a blood pathogen training as well. Okay, who doesn’t know how to put a band aid? Who lacks the common sense of cleaning up blood without taking any safety precautions? I really don’t know how any teaching got done this week, but we did manage to add that to our schedules. Frustration, frustration, frustration! And on to good things: Gigi is my baby-spoiled diva dog- pampered princess- worshipped furry child. My mother has assumed the role of grandmother and is quite content. LOL! Lil’ Gigi sleeps with me every single night, and doesn’t mind that I move around in bed. I will post more pics for you to enjoy her beauty. She’s the greatest thing that has happened in my life in a while, and my contentment cannot be contained. Love you all! Till we meet again, or I have internet in 3-5 days!...or Christmas Amberley Saturday, 01 November 2008 BeginningsI decided that it was not wisdom that enabled [poets] to write their poetry, but a kind of instinct or inspiration, such as you find in seers and prophets who deliver all their sublime messages without knowing in the least what they mean.
Socrates, In "Apology," sct. 21, by Plato.
Friday, 31 October 2008 Happy Halloween!
Monday, 27 October 2008 Happy Monday, y'allHere's the most perfect quote for the most perfect day! Let us read and let us dance - two amusements that will never do any harm to the world. ~Voltaire
Saturday, 25 October 2008 Meet my princess
I’m having one of those photo-finish moments where I must accomplish A LOT before Tuesday at 7pm. So, queen of procrastination here decided to wash the car instead of doing other *important* stuff like have dinner, vote, do laundry, or start the paper that is due Tuesday. Then, at 6:30 pm, approx, a little lady crossed my path as I took a detour and I had to stop the car. My first instinct was to pull to the side; luckily there weren’t any other vehicles or people next to me. I got out of the car and less than 20 seconds later I found myself holding an adorable and gentle pooch with no forms of identifications. Oh, and yeah, it was in a construction area, so she could’ve gotten hurt. I will place signs in the hood, and if no one claims her, she will be mine forever. She slept glued to me and woke me up at 5am on a Saturday to check her pee-mail. OMG!!! I’m about to OD on her sweetness and all her loving kisses. She doesn’t seem to be in mourning for her former owners, so who knows if I’ll add making those signs to my “to do” list. What do you think of the names Gigi or Athena? Washing my car now is not even on the list, but I did vote this morning, which I'm proud to say. In the meantime, here’s my new love:
Friday, 24 October 2008 Panda Eyes
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/7688997.stm
this pic is way too cute to not post. btw: my dark circles under my eyes make me look like a panda. Thursday, 16 October 2008 is it Friday yet?
Tuesday, 14 October 2008 politicsI read the following today and felt like sharing. Call me biased for wanting a team that is educated in more than knowing how to handle a gun, knows the difference between religion and politics, and who cares about middle-class Americans instead of soul-less corporations. 1. What if John McCain were a former president of the Harvard Law Review? 2. What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating class? 3. What if McCain were still married to the first woman he said 'I do' to? 4. What if Obama were the candidate who left his first wife after she no longer measured up to his standards? 5. What if Michelle Obama were a wife who not only became addicted to pain killers, but acquired them illegally through her charitable organization? 6. What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard? 7. What if Obama were a member of the Keating-5*? · The Keating Five were five 8. What if McCain were a charismatic, eloquent speaker? 9. If these questions reflected reality, do you really believe the election numbers would be as close as they are? This is what racism does. It covers up, rationalizes and minimizes positive qualities in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities in another when there is a color difference. PS: 10. What if Barack Obama had an unwed, pregnant teenage daughter? 11. You are The Boss... which team would you hire? · With · 2 wars · stumbling health care · a weakened dollar · all-time high prison population · mortgage crises · bank foreclosures etc. Educational Background: Obama: with a Specialization in International Relations. Harvard - Juris Doctor (J.D.) Magna Cum Laude Biden: In Political Science. Juris Doctor (J.D.) vs. McCain: Class rank: 894 of 899 Palin: Journalism Now, which team are you going to hire? Sunday, 12 October 2008 ce la vie
Happy weekend
while visiting my one of my fav sites(http://muttscomics.com/) i found the following quote:
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face. ~ Ben Williams Saturday, 04 October 2008 more politics from my email
Thursday, 02 October 2008 bailoutI don’t like to cut and paste from my email, but I know all, if not most of the people who actually stop by here will enjoy this forwarded message:
I'm against the $85,000,000,000.00 bailout of AIG. Sunday, 28 September 2008 Here's to better timesIt’s the dawning of the age of the Prius: Although I often argue how backwards this state is, I must say that I’m impressed with the amount of hybrid cars on the road, especially the Prius. If I had the means, I would buy one in a heart beat! I’ve been called an enviroMENTAList by some former neighbors, and probably by my boss for my efforts in recycling in my house and work. I’ve been involved in recycling and being kind to Mother Nature ever since I can remember. I’ve always had an awareness of my surroundings and the consequences not being involved in that behavior. I do what I can, and I must confess that I could do more to help the planet in which we live in. Education is key; I do my best to teach my students to recycle all the cheat-sheets, love notes, and paper airplanes, etc. I got this handy little list compiled by Laurie David. Don’t mind me bragging, but I do 20 out of 25 on the list :) Here’s the link: http://life.gaiam.com/gaiam/p/Climate-Change25-Things-You-Can-Do.html The only thing I can’t recycle or reuse is wasted/lost time. I’m procrastinating at the moment, and there’s not a single dam* think anyone can do about it. I have 5 lovely psych papers to write by Thanksgiving and some stupid project for govt class. I haven’t mentioned lately how much I despise group projects, right? Oh wait, I just did. I have somewhat of a mental block which is being aided by painkillers for my backache and antidepressants. The doc greeted me by saying “hello sweet angel” and proceeded to hand me an Rx for Zoloft. In a way I’m grateful that the doc prescribed it before I asked for it. But in a way it makes me wonder of it was that obvious that I need(ed) some chemical assistance. Not that I’m self-conscious or anything. But lately I’ve been sounding like maracas when I walk around b/c I carry a bottle of Excedrin, Advil or Aleve at all times. All that chiqui-chiqui/chaka-chaka can be quite distracting. I did recycle this new layout from my previous blog (RIP) b/c my pc went all kabuki on me over this weekend and lost it from the files. (long story) Oh well. On to good news: I’ve quit my part time job at the dept store. I must work 10 more hours in order to leave them with a really good impression of my work ethic, just in case I have to get on my knees and beg for this job again in the near future due to my personal economy issues for which I can’t receive bailout assistance b/c I’m not corrupt AND wealthy. But at least I knew how to quit a job, which I’ve never done before. And to continue with the pro-cras-ti-na-tion: went to see Ghost Town at 11am!!! and it was excellent. I laughed so hard that I cried! My sides were hurting too, but it was worth it. The film has been underrated and it didn’t even make the top 10 this week, although the theater I went to was packed. Lunch and a visit to the antique and tackle shop followed, which made me realize that I do all my “fun” stuff with the geriatric crowd and that people sure love to buy expensive and old junk. Just random thoughts: 1. I’m sick of men starring at my boobs. 2. Newsflash: I’m sick of reporters reporting their opinion as if it were news or even newsworthy. Are they that shallow that they cannot stand not hearing their own voices for 10 seconds? 3. Listening to: Frank Sinatra “Come Fly with Me” Good night my lovelies! Friday, 26 September 2008 love from my email
Thursday, 25 September 2008 Work is a four-letter word
Tuesday, 23 September 2008 Monday blues
Wednesday, 17 September 2008 a little wiser now, aren't we?As I reposed on my bed being swallowed by the waves of blue sheets, clean lines and springtime flowers, I came to the realization that I’m just a little wiser today than I was on Friday. I admitted to myself what I’ve said to others: problems have a way of working themselves out-…. eventually. It turns out that I didn’t need to say anything to that teacher because the student does have parents and relatives who immediately contacted the school and filed a complaint with the principal. Note to self: Learn to mind your own business and let life run its course. I indulged in a few pages from The Pilgrim’s Regress before I held on to my pillow as if it were my only lifeline to a world that confuses me; I feel vertigo as I submerge into the world of dreams. Unfortunately, the world I run from always races after me as a torpedo that has a defined target. 3:30am arrived and my eyes were wide open. My heart still feels the ripples from the nightmare attack. I can’t discern if it’s real or not. Scary part is that all I dreamed is actually possible. Tonight I want to dream that I’m a mermaid enjoying the peaceful shore. Freud can be proud of all my analyzing. (but I don’t agree with him 100%) I- Must- Learn-To- Relax. Till we meet again -.- (sleepy me)
Sunday, 14 September 2008 Politics- my thoughts exactlyI’m overly disappointed as to how these elections are going thus far. I wish to comment, but I don't know where to start! Here’s a nice video from Craig Ferguson’s Late Late Show that expresses my sentiments exactly. Enjoy! I hope the link works and you figure out why I love this guy and his show. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pdRVQ4xwwmQ Saturday, 13 September 2008 from my mind, with loveIt has finally come the time when I MUST bid adieu to this week. As I type these words I feel the rhythm of my key strokes keeping up with Ike as he knocks at my door. I might be in total darkness before the night is over. Yes, the storm is several miles away but the winds are here and rain will soon follow. I’m having a “waiting for the storm party of one” with popcorn, my ipod and Motime :) (in case you’re wondering, I’m listeing to Gavin Rossdale (Mr.Gwen Stefani) “Love Remains the Same”.) I bid adieu to the week of misunderstandings, bullying, meetings, audits, long class nights, unruly children, even worst parents, and individuals with disingenuous motives, reunions, and surprises. Oh, and yeah, I’m also procrastinating having to write 2 govt papers and one for psychology. 9-5 and anger management I sometimes allow for my emotions to get the best or worst of me. TOday I was too honest and *hinted* to a teacher that she should get out of teaching and work in another field where she can’t bully students. Although I am Lil’ Miss Diplomat/Peacemaker/Peace Keeper and try to handle situations with finesse, she was too offended and got teary eyed, but didn’t argue or got defensive. Yes, I know children are not saints and are very far from being angels or innocent, but they don’t deserve a teacher who terrorizes them, especially if the student has certain special needs. I can understand being disrespectful in the case when a student hijacks a class, which does happen, but not in the case when a child has to ask 4 times for help and wants to learn the subject matter. This time I didn’t go to the principal, but I’ve done it once before with absolutely no regrets. Perhaps I still have some lessons to learn. I’m just an assistant people say, but I’m here for the children and not the paycheck. I mean, isn’t it obvious? I don’t even make in a year what a professional athlete makes in a day. Scoreboard: Bullies 0- Amberley 2! Send thee to a psych ward! On a crisp cool evening this week I got reacquainted with a former friend for whom I had a slight infatuation a while back. The night sky seemed to be illuminated by his eyes, cornflower blue, and his gorgeous curls were as wondrous as the constellations above. I could’ve fallen in love, but I’m smarter than that. And no, I don’t lust over him either. He’s a quasi shaman who plays the drums, is an English major and can quote the sonnets by heart, and once had the world at his feet but he got in his own way. For a lack of creativity in my part he can be compared to Hamlet. …for some reason I gravitate towards “tortured souls” and/or have a severe case of Mother Theresa Syndrome. (sigh) Finally! Mature audiences As for my classes: Not bad! I’m glad I made some changes even when my schedule is less than desirable. Most of my classmates are mature adults who MUST work for a living and are in a classroom at night b/c it’s their choice. Many 18 year olds are in college b/c mommy and/or daddy are paying for it and don’t give a hoot about diddly and that’s all I’ll say for now. I love my desk neighbors: a happy fat guy with only Hawaiian shirts that doesn’t know when to shut up, a chick who looks just like Ted Nugent, and a much older woman who wears bright-white Keds that light up my path when the prof turns off the lights for ppt time. Oh, and yes, I also LOVE my profs! even after a month of classes. So life is not as bad as it could be. One belief doesn’t fit all of me I’ve been keeping my promise of attending church, even when it’s during choir hours, and/or no one is around. Last week during my lunch break I prayed inside a chapel that is 1 mile from my house and p/t work! This is a church I had forgotten existed, so I had been going to a church a bit far away. I can tolerate 15-20 minutes of it, and not on Sundays. I can’t agree with organized religion and their medieval ideologies. I mean, are we going to also use medieval medicine and justice? I’m very progressive; at the same time I’m a liberal- conservative who believes in something else. (same reason I want to move away from the south) I’m more like a Buddhist, which has been the belief/philosophy I’ve had the longest in my life. At the age of 15 I told my mother that I was going to practice Buddhism. I was just like a version of Lisa Simpson- picture it! I just want to live a life that I do and try my best everyday and hopefully I’ll leave this world a little better off than I found it. Adieu mes ami |
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