Knee surgery and other things . . .

So yes, I did have my knee surgery on Thursday. So far the recovery has been ok . . . I am ready to get some PT by next week. It is hard to be stuck not doing anything or something like that . . . When I got home from surgery I had 4 plugs that were not working. So with the help of my neighbor we found the problem. My tester called the problem ground and hot wire reversed. S I had to figure that out and it ment that I had a nuteral wire that had come undone in my electrical string. So found the problem repaved some recipticals and made sure the wires were tight and retested and all was good.
Then that night Ben and I watched some tv and then well stayed up till 6:30 am and then slept till 8 am. I am not sleeping well. I do not know what is up . . . Maybe the meds are keeping me up or something . . . I am tired, and I am ready for some sleep come now . . . Well, it will be all good, on to the rest of the movie . . . Rudy
Peace

Change is all around . . .

So as this year at Novi High School winds down . . . the seniors have left the building and the class of 2011 has now graduated . . . Just today the future freshmen came to the HS for their visit . . . It is nice to see all the new students . . . Among them is my son.  This is such a blessing, but at the same time a reminder that my life story is changing chapters.  I will miss several of the students that have now moved on . . . I anticipate the things I will learn as the new students come into our community . . .It is my prayer and hope that in my humble job I will have to opportunity to influence some students to seek truth and walk in wisdom as they move through these halls.  More to come as the days move forward . . . I want to take my blog from babbling to something of substance . . . Thinking, dreaming, contemplating . . .

peace

Get Your SKIP ON . . .

Greetings my friends . . . I cam upon this great site about Skipping . . . why did we ever stop being a child in our wonderment of life . . . Who robbed us or what robbed us of this joy?  So I encourage you to stop by the I Skip website and let me know what you think . . .
Peace

All Smiles . . .

Seniors last day at Novi High School is tomorrow . . . and on senior skip day last week I ordered a super large pizza for Benito's for us . . . This is a happy friend enjoying a slice . . . Being a paraprofessional brings many students into my life, or me into their lives what ever way you want to view it . . . I always find these last few days difficult . . . I know and understand fully the process that each of us goes through in this journey called life in school, especially High School.  High School this past 13 years has been a very transit place . . . it is wonderful to watch kids grow up, learn and then move on . . . but at the same time . . . I will miss these students.  So as a note to all the seniors I have known . . . I say . . . bye, enjoy and keep in touch . . . peace

Sadness

Sadness
Originally uploaded by Azchael

This is how I feel today . . . my heart is heavy to its soul. Yes it does happen . . . life has a way of moving in at times and pressing. This thing is huge and beyond me . . . I work hard to try to make it better . . . but it is still the same . . . Grief over lost desire and hope flood my mind like my creek was full beyond its banks just yesterday after the hard rain . . . I want to move toward happiness and fulness again . . . I am blessed . . . I know that I am, and I am thankful . . . this is the odd part. I am stuck if you will, or lost, or at a loss . . . I just do not know what I am exactly . . . well there you have it . . . Blueness in my soul . . . God is still good and my trust is in Him - and yes, my heart is gray . . . Peace

Something new . . .

So, I started this project after reading another friend on Flickr infomation. I have sent out five postcards so far and I am waiting to see when they receive them. I am excited. If you are intersted look Here

sad

sad
Originally uploaded by baaasti

what an amazing photo found on flickr . . . and yes, it is sad to loose your helium balloon . . .