<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:18:06.815-05:00</updated><category term='paperwork'/><category term='sleep apnea'/><category term='mammogram'/><category term='silly bandz'/><category term='lung doctor'/><category term='lungs'/><category term='infection'/><category term='PET Scan'/><category term='ultrasound'/><category term='books'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='death'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='LEEP'/><category term='Beth Moore'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='cancer center'/><category term='blood count'/><category 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weight'/><category term='fever'/><category term='port'/><category term='football'/><category term='Bible verses'/><category term='Carmen'/><category term='flash drive'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='science'/><category term='compression stocking'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Joke'/><category term='watermelon'/><category term='teachers'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='students'/><category term='thyroid'/><category term='party'/><category term='ear ache'/><category term='injections'/><category term='Fourth of July'/><category term='life'/><category term='onc'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='tests'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='food'/><category term='rain delay'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='NED'/><category term='snow'/><category term='leaves'/><category term='clinical trial'/><title type='text'>Stepping into my thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts on life in remission for skin cancer and teaching full-time, or just life in general.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>477</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7547064091692185282</id><published>2012-02-07T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T19:42:38.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port flush'/><title type='text'>Monthly Port Flush</title><content type='html'>I was scheduled to get my port flushed and have blood work done this afternoon.  I am getting my next CT scan on the 17th.  No problems with getting blood return.  I didn't wait for my results of my blood work.   I was in and out within 15 minutes and saw my favorite nurse for a few minutes.  My blood pressure was 139/86, a little high, but it was after school.  They got my weight, which I don't like.  I prefer what it is when I get weighed at Curves.   Starting next week, I will be having a pre-student teacher two mornings a week.  I am not sure what they call it now, but that is what it was called 20 years ago.  He will be observing my class Tuesdays and Thursdays from 8-11, the first 4 periods of the day. I got an email from him, and replied, saying to expect to teach a class or two during his observation time.  This will be my first time ever having one.  It will be an interesting experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7547064091692185282?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7547064091692185282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7547064091692185282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7547064091692185282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7547064091692185282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/monthly-port-flush.html' title='Monthly Port Flush'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1465654975072550340</id><published>2012-01-21T15:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:33:09.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>ABC's of Friendship</title><content type='html'>Always be honest.Be there when they need you.Cheer them on.Don't look for their faults.Every chance you get, call!Forgive them.Get together often.Have faith in them.Include them.Just listen.Know their dreams.Love them unconditionally.Make them feel special.Never forget them.Offer to help.Praise them honestly.Quietly disagree.Rescue them often.Say you're sorry when you need to.Talk frequently.Use good judgement.Vote for them!Walk beside them.X-ray yourself first.Your words count.Zip your mouth when told a secret.The above is found in workbook for the Successful Relationship Workshop I am doing at &lt;a href="http://the-chapel.org"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It lasts for eight weeks, and this page is the last page of section one in my book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1465654975072550340?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1465654975072550340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1465654975072550340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1465654975072550340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1465654975072550340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/abcs-of-friendship.html' title='ABC&apos;s of Friendship'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7047226930870541538</id><published>2012-01-06T18:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T18:50:43.348-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Spaghetti Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xbREZBMLTqw/TweHAyqEK-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Z2D8xaz9-do/s1600/DSCN3647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xbREZBMLTqw/TweHAyqEK-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Z2D8xaz9-do/s320/DSCN3647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694668701501238242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The picture is a picture of the spaghetti pie I made Monday night for supper.  I found the recipe in the new cookbook my mom received last month.  The cook book is called A Quilter's Christmas Cookbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 oz pkg spaghetti, cooked and drained&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp olive oil or butter&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 cup ricotta cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 cup spaghetti sauce&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup shredded mozzarella cheese&lt;br /&gt;fresh basil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Toss hot spaghetti with olive oil or butter.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mix together egg and 1/2 cup Parmesan cheese.  Stir into spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;3. pour spaghetti mixture into a greased 10" pie pan.  Form into a "crust".&lt;br /&gt;4. Spread ricotta cheese over bottom of spaghetti crust.  Add spaghetti sauce.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bake uncovered at 350 degrees for 25 minutes. Top with mozzarella cheese. Bake another 5 minutes or until cheese melts.&lt;br /&gt;6. Remove from oven. Sprinkle with remaining 1/2 cup Parmesan cheese. Cool for 10 minutes before cutting into wedges.&lt;br /&gt;7 Garnish with fresh basil and serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7047226930870541538?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7047226930870541538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7047226930870541538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7047226930870541538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7047226930870541538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/spaghetti-pie.html' title='Spaghetti Pie'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xbREZBMLTqw/TweHAyqEK-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Z2D8xaz9-do/s72-c/DSCN3647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7415261417199568535</id><published>2012-01-03T19:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:12:18.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood pressure'/><title type='text'>January Port Flush</title><content type='html'>This morning I had fasting blood work done for next month's physical.  No problems in accessing my port, or getting blood return.  Hopefully, the problems of getting blood return is behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I will have blood work done again next month, because of the CT scan I will have later that month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My blood pressure was high, but I think it was due to the worry of whether if my port would return blood or not.  Plus, I have a sinus infection also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7415261417199568535?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7415261417199568535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7415261417199568535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7415261417199568535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7415261417199568535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-port-flush.html' title='January Port Flush'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8369395753741052546</id><published>2011-12-28T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:42:21.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Boise, Idaho</title><content type='html'>We flew out to Boise for Christmas.  My cousin and his family flew over from WA.  I have one cousin who lives six hours away who couldn't come home, and my brother wasn't here, other wise it was all of us.  My sis and my niece had an adventure getting here.  We had a nice Christmas.  It was nice seeing people I haven't seen in six years, and meeting cousins I have never met.  My cousin from WA and his wife, I haven't seen in 23 years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On Christmas afternoon, my aunt went to the hospital because her hip came out of the socket and she went down onto the floor.  It has been put back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   They opened gifts on Christmas and again on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Woke up to snow on the ground yesterday.  I will get the chance to shoot a gun for the first time this week.  Going to see a movie this afternoon.  We are hoping to go over to Boise State University to see the blue field.  It has been a good week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8369395753741052546?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8369395753741052546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8369395753741052546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8369395753741052546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8369395753741052546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/boise-idaho.html' title='Boise, Idaho'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7403973797384192397</id><published>2011-12-21T20:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T20:12:01.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood return'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port flush'/><title type='text'>December Port Flush</title><content type='html'>After three months, of my port not returning blood, it decided to return blood Tuesday afternoon.  I had no pop during the day, and I sat as straight as possible.  Will see what happens on January 3 when I go in for a port flush and blood work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7403973797384192397?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7403973797384192397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7403973797384192397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7403973797384192397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7403973797384192397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-port-flush.html' title='December Port Flush'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7924390540620078549</id><published>2011-12-16T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T20:09:21.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Alphabet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for Animals who shared the stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;B&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for the Babe in the manger cradle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for the Carols so blithe and so gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for December, the twenty-fifth day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Eve when we're all so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;F&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Fun when the trees at last lighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for the Goose, so round and so fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for the Holly you stick in your hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Ivy that clings to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;J&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for Jesus, the cause of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;K&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for the Kindness begot by this feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is the Light shining way in the east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Mistletoe, all green and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Noels we sing Christmas night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Oxen, the first to adore Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Presents Wise Men laid before Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Q&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the quaking of shepherds in fear, when the bright angels brought them the words of good cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Reindeer leaping the roofs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Stockings that Santa Claus stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Toys, the Tinsel, the Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for Us-the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;V&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for Visitors bringing us cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;W&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is Welcome to the happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;XYZ&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bother me!  All I can say, this is the end of my Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7924390540620078549?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7924390540620078549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7924390540620078549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7924390540620078549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7924390540620078549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-alphabet.html' title='A Christmas Alphabet'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1247692428414014245</id><published>2011-12-12T19:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T19:27:42.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Wedding</title><content type='html'>Saturday afternoon, I went to a beautiful, Christ-centered wedding.  I've known the bride since she was a toddler.  Our families have been friends for years.  Her parents and my parents are  very close friends.  They even went to Hawaii together almost 17 years ago, during that time, my sister watched their kids.  This friend is the youngest of her siblings.  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   The solo sung was "Turn your eyes up on Jesus", and another song sung, was "Tis, so Sweet to trust in Jesus".  When the bride and groom exchanged rings, they each quoted the verse from Ruth 1, about going where you go, your people will be my people, and your God will be my God.  That is the verse that Ruth said to Naomi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The reception was fun and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The new couple was set up by friends in the late spring.  They got to know one another via emails, letters, and phone calls, met in June at a wedding, and the rest was history.  I wish them well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1247692428414014245?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1247692428414014245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1247692428414014245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1247692428414014245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1247692428414014245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/beautiful-wedding.html' title='Beautiful Wedding'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2535534516474116370</id><published>2011-12-06T19:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:46:49.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><title type='text'>Port Check #2</title><content type='html'>I had a port check this afternoon.  It was scheduled for 1 pm.  I got to the hospital a little after 12:30 pm.  I went up to Special Services and signed in.  I was called about around 1:45 pm.  I stood up while the nurse accessed my port, still no blood return.  Had the x-ray, then had the full dose of the clot buster drug.  There is a very slight chance I will get blood return in two weeks, when I go get my port flushed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Talked to the doctor on duty there, and we talked about having my port replaced next year.  If I do not get blood return in two weeks, will have my oncologist office call and have it scheduled for in January.  Will see if they can do it on MLK day, no school that day.  Would like to try not to take a day off if I can.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That means on January 3, there is a very good chance that my veins will be accessed to have have blood drawn that morning.  Not looking forward to it at all.  My veins are very hard to access.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2535534516474116370?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2535534516474116370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2535534516474116370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2535534516474116370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2535534516474116370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/port-check-2.html' title='Port Check #2'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7474511863751132067</id><published>2011-12-06T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:40:13.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for Joey</title><content type='html'>"Something for Joey" is one of my all time favorite books.  It is a biography and a tear jerker.  Be prepared to cry at the end of the book.  I knew what  was going to happen, and still did.  I found this book at the public library when I was in college.  I haven't read it since I was in college. First this story was made into a tv movie, then it was made into a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Together, they won college football's highest award.  This is a true, memorable, compassionate story of courage and love between two brothers.  In 1973, while John Cappelletti was winning the Heisman Trophy as the outstanding college football player in America, his younger brother Joey was suffering from leukemia.  But John, now a running back for the Los Angeles Rams, had a very special medicine fro Joey.  It was called touchdowns. and John scored them in bunches because they were "Something for Joey." The story of the Cappelletti family is a story of courage you will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was written in 1977.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7474511863751132067?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7474511863751132067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7474511863751132067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7474511863751132067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7474511863751132067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-for-joey.html' title='Something for Joey'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1224303399600310957</id><published>2011-11-23T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:12:28.139-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kickball'/><title type='text'>Kickball: Teachers vs. Students</title><content type='html'>Today, students watched the teachers play the softball and soccer teams in a game of kickball.  This game took place during the last hour of the school day.  The first three innings were against the softball team.  The next three innings were against the soccer team, and the final inning against them both.  I had a lot of fun.  I kicked the ball three times and each time, made it all the way around to home and scored a run.  The first time, it felt weird running.  One of my kids was sitting in the bleachers by first base and laughed when I ran.  I don't run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Seeing our pitcher rolling the ball to the kicker was funny.  Both teams scored homeruns, by kicking the ball so it would hit the back wall.  Kicking the ball into the bleachers was an automatic out.  I enjoyed myself and had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The kids paid $2 today to dress down and go to the game, or bring in 5 cans of beans or corn or mac and cheese in the last two days.  The student council is trying to collect 3,000 cans by next Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1224303399600310957?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1224303399600310957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1224303399600310957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1224303399600310957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1224303399600310957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/kickball-teachers-vs-students.html' title='Kickball: Teachers vs. Students'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3292985908780419390</id><published>2011-11-22T19:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T19:36:53.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood return'/><title type='text'>Still No Blood Return</title><content type='html'>I had an appointment after school today to have my port flushed.  (considering how my afternoon was, my blood pressure was good.)  My port flushed without a problem, but still no blood return. Get this, when the needle is removed, that area bleeds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The nurse has a theory about why it won't return blood.  She called the doctor, nothing will be done now. A call will be put into Special Services to see what they think/say. I will get it flushed in four weeks.  On January 3, I am to have blood work, if  it doesn't return blood then, the nurse will try to access a vein in my arm for blood work, since this is to be fasting blood work.  If need to be, I will go to Special Services the week of Valentine's Day to have them check my port and give me a certain drug, since I am to get a CT scan on February 17.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If nothing by then, we will start discussing what to do about my port.  I'd rather have it replaced than try to have my veins accessed, when I know they do not work very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3292985908780419390?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3292985908780419390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3292985908780419390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3292985908780419390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3292985908780419390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/still-no-blood-return.html' title='Still No Blood Return'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-5920553051075943678</id><published>2011-11-14T18:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:55:07.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merit pay'/><title type='text'>Teacher Merit Pay</title><content type='html'>For the last 10 years, off and on, there has been talk about paying teachers via merit pay only or in some form.  I am totally against merit pay.  On testing day, a student could be off, and fail the test, don't show growth, or maybe they were absent.  Some students are just not good test takers, while some don't care one bit.  This is what gets my goat.  Teachers are judged on how well kids do, but if they don't care, then they will not try.  Then why should the teachers get blamed for them doing poorly?  Yes, sometimes, it could be the teachers' fault, but more than likely it is not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ohio is doing it right now, on a volunteer basis, but will be for sure in three years.  Right now, just reading and math.  There is an article about this, in today's Akron Beacon Journal.  Go to &lt;a href="http://www.ohio.com"&gt;www.ohio.com&lt;/a&gt; and do a search on teacher merit pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-5920553051075943678?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5920553051075943678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=5920553051075943678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5920553051075943678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5920553051075943678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/teacher-merit-pay.html' title='Teacher Merit Pay'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4458756095691325191</id><published>2011-11-02T19:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T19:44:45.258-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><title type='text'>Port Check</title><content type='html'>My appointment was scheduled for 10 am, and was told to be at the hospital by 9 am for preregistration.  I get there and was told that I was already pre-registered.  They took info from my old account from last  month and started a new one.  So they took me early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I had the same male nurse that I had last time, and he remembered me.  He accessed me, and there was still no blood return.  My port flushes nicely.  They did the x-ray and even inserted some contrast.  The doctor couldn't find anything that was stopping the port from returning blood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was giving the option of receiving the drug that begins with an R.  I decided to get it, it is a small bag that is I got through and IV for about two hours.  I was at the hospital this morning for about three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Will see what happens on the 22nd when I go to get my port flushed.  If there is no blood return then, will probably have to go back to special procedures again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4458756095691325191?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4458756095691325191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4458756095691325191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4458756095691325191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4458756095691325191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/port-check.html' title='Port Check'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3145684024753711624</id><published>2011-10-25T20:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:15:47.556-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clot buster drug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><title type='text'>Port Problems, Week 2</title><content type='html'>I went over to the cancer center this afternoon.  My port was accessed, no blood return at all.  It was flushed, and then I was given the clot buster drug.  After an hour, still no blood return, they continue to let me sit.  (I got two classes of papers graded.)  About 5:40, Tara came over to talk to me.  She could've given me another dose of the clot buster drug, but didn't think it would work,  if she did, that would've had me there til after 7 pm.  Instead, the nurse in charge, tomorrow afternoon, will call next door to the doctor's office and have them call over to the hospital (specials) to schedule a time next month to have my port checked.  I should know in the next couple of days.  That means taking a day off school to have my port checked.  There is something in my port that is not allowing blood return and it needs to be removed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3145684024753711624?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3145684024753711624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3145684024753711624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3145684024753711624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3145684024753711624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/10/port-problems-week-2.html' title='Port Problems, Week 2'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3747244529687963397</id><published>2011-10-18T19:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T19:45:30.427-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clot buster drug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><title type='text'>Problems with my Port</title><content type='html'>I was scheduled for 4 pm this afternoon to get my port flushed.  After icing my skin above my port, the nurse inserted the needle, and flushed my port, but she got no blood return.  I took deep breaths, lifted my right arm, then my left arm.  I coughed and took more deep breaths.  They put the chair back, so my head was lower than my feet.  I sat forward.  I got up and walked around for a few minutes.  I was given some normal saline for a few minutes, but nothing worked.  A call was put into my onc, and he said to give me the clot buster drug.  First, the needle was removed and a different one was inserted, still nothing.  I was given the clot buster drug a little after 5 pm.  Three different times during the next hour, my nurse tried to get a blood return.  Nothing, Nada, Zilch.  No blood whatsoever.  I was given Heparin, and scheduled for next Tuesday again at 4 pm.  If it doesn't work next week, then I will get to spend a day at Specials over at the hospital to have my port checked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Figures, that when I don't take grading in, my port doesn't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3747244529687963397?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3747244529687963397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3747244529687963397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3747244529687963397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3747244529687963397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/10/problems-with-my-port.html' title='Problems with my Port'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7881569703212333838</id><published>2011-09-23T20:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T20:36:24.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim Thome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Jim Thome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mf7tSB-hRl8/Tn0lOcXGOWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/u4bA2aq2xxY/s1600/jim-thome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mf7tSB-hRl8/Tn0lOcXGOWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/u4bA2aq2xxY/s320/jim-thome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655717637108676962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHtpBPaabe0/Tn0lOtCSafI/AAAAAAAAAfg/t2p9YjrdpjA/s1600/jim-thome-2002-apjpg-5b0ac6e0c8d40ef3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHtpBPaabe0/Tn0lOtCSafI/AAAAAAAAAfg/t2p9YjrdpjA/s320/jim-thome-2002-apjpg-5b0ac6e0c8d40ef3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655717641584798194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Thome, left the Indians after the 2002 season.  Since then he has played for four other teams.  Last month, we traded for Jim Thome from the MN Twins.  His first at bat as an Indian was the last Friday of August, and he received a standing ovation.  This summer, Thome hit his 600th home run.  Tonight the Indians honored him.  It was a nice ceremony.  I got to see him bat on Tuesday, August 30th. Congrats Thome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7881569703212333838?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7881569703212333838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7881569703212333838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7881569703212333838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7881569703212333838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/jim-thome.html' title='Jim Thome'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mf7tSB-hRl8/Tn0lOcXGOWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/u4bA2aq2xxY/s72-c/jim-thome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3003201417073695523</id><published>2011-09-23T20:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T20:27:47.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lung doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarcoid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Lung Doctor Visit</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon, I saw my lung doctor.  I said in a previous post that I had sarcoid.  I have not been officially diagnosed with sarcoid.  My doctor said I have either sarcoid or the spots on my lungs (possibly nodules) could mean a tumor (cancer).  he said are we losing ground just doing nothing?  He is in touch with my oncologist, and he said my latest scans are good.  I had a breathing test last month, and I do have a bit of inflammation in my lungs.  I do have a cough at times at night.  I don't have any symptoms.  So for now, we are doing nothing.  I really do not want to go on steroids, unless I have to.  Steroids we be the course of action if I do have sarcoid.  My next CT scan and lung test is Friday, February 17.  I will see the lung doctor in March.  For now, he is not going to schedule a broncoscopy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3003201417073695523?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3003201417073695523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3003201417073695523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3003201417073695523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3003201417073695523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/lung-doctor-visit.html' title='Lung Doctor Visit'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6893720189784769067</id><published>2011-09-01T19:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T19:27:54.818-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;  Today was the first day of school for the new school year.  I am teaching seventh grade science.  I have six classes of science and a study hall.  I eat lunch during the first lunch period, but can not eat in my room, since there is a study hall in my class at that time.  Today went well.  I have one kid, who was with my team partner two years ago, when I taught fifth grade.  I have this person in the morning.  In the afternoon, I have a kid I taught two years ago in the fifth grade.  What a surprise to have these two kids.  My feet hurt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It was a good day.  I have anywhere from 15-30 kids in my science classes.  I don't have room for more than 24 kids.  Will see how things pan out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6893720189784769067?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6893720189784769067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6893720189784769067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6893720189784769067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6893720189784769067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-86576044310589155</id><published>2011-09-01T19:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T19:24:19.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><title type='text'>Indians Game #5</title><content type='html'>  Mom and I went to the Indians game Tuesday night with a friend.  We had four tickets, but only used three of them.  We sat in left center in row H, eight rows from the field.  Jenmar Gomez was brought up and Matt LaPorta was sent down to AAA.  Gomez pitched and did a good job.  The Indians scored in two different innings.  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   They got their first two runs by a 2 run double in the third.  Jim Thome is back with the team.  We traded for him from the Twins last week and he started last Friday night.  He is the DH.  He hit a single and was walked twice.  We scored again in the sixth inning, but hitting two 2 run home runs.  One was by Jack Hannahan.  He hit another home run last night.  The final score for Tuesday night's game was 6-2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-86576044310589155?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/86576044310589155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=86576044310589155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/86576044310589155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/86576044310589155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/indians-game-5.html' title='Indians Game #5'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8923809842731752783</id><published>2011-08-29T18:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:31:08.454-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ct scan results'/><title type='text'>Scan Results</title><content type='html'>  Saw my oncologist this morning to get last week's CT Scan results.  They came back good.  The lymph nodes are the same.  The kidney stone is still sitting in the same place as it did during the last scan.  I've had a kidney stone before, that was back in college and was not  much fun.  Love good news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8923809842731752783?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8923809842731752783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8923809842731752783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8923809842731752783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8923809842731752783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/scan-results.html' title='Scan Results'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8973350672200637540</id><published>2011-08-24T17:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T17:43:53.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><title type='text'>Indians Game #4</title><content type='html'>  We took people with us to the game and our seats were next to our bullpen.  I took a picture of Sipp warming up later in the game.  I even got a picture of the bullpen catcher.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Yesterday, the Indians had a day/night double header.  I was hoping that Justin Masterson would be pitching in the  night game, but no, he pitched in the day game.  We had to watch Zach McAllister pitch.  I was not too happy to see him.  He pitched on July 7 and only lasted 4 innings.  He got thrown out in the fourth inning of this game.  He did fine in the first two innings, but stunk it up in the third.  He gave up five runs in the third.  We made two errors last night.  Zach should've not been pitching.  He can't hack the majors, yet. Hermman came out for relief in the fourth inning.  In innings three and four, we gave up 10 runs to the Mariners.  The Mariners are in last place and we lost 3 out of 4 games to them in three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am not putting all of the blame for the loss onto Zach.  Our offensive was too good either.  We loaded up the bases three times.  Our batsmen seem to like to strand their teammates out on the bases.  Do they want to go to the Playoffs?  I sure want them to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Last night's game was not as boring as the previous games were.  The wrong team was scoring the runs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8973350672200637540?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8973350672200637540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8973350672200637540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8973350672200637540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8973350672200637540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/indians-game-4.html' title='Indians Game #4'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8907748266352665075</id><published>2011-08-22T18:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T18:44:27.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulmonary function test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funeral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CT Scan'/><title type='text'>Two Tests and a Funeral</title><content type='html'>  This morning I had a CT scan.  I noticed that the pillow wasn't at the usual end it is on, where my feet goes into the machine first.  My head went in first, because the doctor ordered my neck to be scanned along with my chest, abdomen, and pelvic areas.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   The nurse prefers accessing ports while the person is lying down.  I work better sitting up.  The nurse had a problem with me sitting up, so I lied down and it was working that way either.  The nurse asked for another person to come in, but before she was needed, she somehow got blood return.  They taped it down that way for it to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After my CT scan, I walked over to a different building for a lung function test.  This wasn't the complete test, like the one done in May.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I got up to school around 10:30am.  Took upstairs to my room things that were in my car.  Left school around noon for Dave's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The funeral was nice.  Four people spoke, three pastors, and the Dean of Northern OH from IWU.  Then Dave's sister and three brothers spoke.  The service lasted an hour.  Stories were told about Dave, verses shared.  People laughed and cried.  We caught up with those we hadn't seen in a long time.  There were people there from Real Life when I was part of it in the mid '90's to those who are in Real Life now.  It was a very nice service.  Dave will be missed.  He touched a lot of people here on Earth.  He meant different things to different people.  We have all been blessed to have had Dave in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8907748266352665075?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8907748266352665075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8907748266352665075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8907748266352665075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8907748266352665075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-tests-and-funeral.html' title='Two Tests and a Funeral'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8636223041669219391</id><published>2011-08-21T19:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:29:28.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Life is so Short</title><content type='html'>  This afternoon/evening was calling hours for a friend I have known for 15/16 years.  Tomorrow is his funeral.  He's been gone a week. Back in 1991, I started going to The Chapel, to the college class during the summer and when I was home from college.  I moved over to Real Life either in the fall of 1994 (when I was doing my Student Teaching) or in the winter of 1995.  That is when I met this friend and his sister.  Before I moved to TX, he led our Thursday night time along with another friend.  Fun times.  We weren't close, but we were friends.  After moving back home 4 1/2 years ago, I'd see him periodically.  He'd help teach the class on Sunday mornings, come to the Christmas party.  In December of '09, I went to the calling hours for his mother. I was back there for his calling hours today.  It was hard to see him in that casket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   How we all found out of his death, was a week ago.  I was playing on the computer, and was on Facebook, there was a note from a friend announcing his death.  It was a real shock to hear of his passing.  When he went home that morning, he stood in front of God and heard "Well, done, my good and faithful servant."  I know the choices I have made in my life.  I know I will spend enternity in Heaven, but I've been thinking about will I hear that from God.  God is good.  God had his reasons for taking my friend home early Sunday morning, August 14, 2011.  Rest in peace, Dave Wright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8636223041669219391?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8636223041669219391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8636223041669219391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8636223041669219391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8636223041669219391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-is-so-short.html' title='Life is so Short'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4766999573655117460</id><published>2011-08-10T14:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T14:51:56.036-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Indians Game #3</title><content type='html'>  Last night's game was the first of three for the month of August.  For all three, we have four tickets for the game.  A couple from my parent's church came with us.  Last night started a three game series against the Detroit Tigers.We sat in right field.  The seats were okay.  Sitting in left center was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Justin Masterson was our starting pitcher.  He did pretty good the first inning.  We scored two runs in the bottom of the first.  Justin allowed the Tigers to come back and tie the game in the top of the second.  We did nothing in the bottom half of that inning.  When I go to a game, I get into the game and can cheer loud.  I get into the game at home watching it on tv or listening to it on the radio.  Toward the end of the second, a guy from two rows down, turns around and asks me to be quiet.  That is the first time that has happened.  I didn't say anything back to him.  I didn't think there was anything wrong with me cheering as loud as I was for my guys.  Neither did my mom, nor who was with us at the game.  If you don't want to be around loud cheering, then don't go to a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Right after the second inning ended, the grounds crew came out to put the tarp onto the infield. It got dark, with lightening, and thunder.  On the jumbo tron, they showed cartoons and the White Sox game.  After two hours and one minute, the game resumed.  We went back to our seats, and felt a few drops, and thinking it was going to rain again, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I stayed up watching the game until the 11th inning.  I went to bed.  That was around 12:30 am.  The game went to  14 innings and ended a little before 2 am, with bases loaded and our new guy getting hit by a pitch to walk in the winning run.  Justin didn't come back out after the rain delay.  The whole bullpen pitched at least one inning last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4766999573655117460?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4766999573655117460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4766999573655117460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4766999573655117460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4766999573655117460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/indians-game-3.html' title='Indians Game #3'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4987396730811945085</id><published>2011-08-07T17:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:17:09.269-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>Cleveland Zoo</title><content type='html'>I went to the Cleveland zoo yesterday with friend from Real Life, part of &lt;a href="http://the-chapel.org"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  We had an enjoyable time at the zoo.  Four people paid $4 to ride a camel.  Went into the Rain Forest, and the main part of the zoo. We did miss a few of the exhibits, so we didn't see all of then animals. At the Elephant Crossings, spoke with a volunteer about the elephants.  She showed us part of a tusk that one of the male elephants lost. It actually, broke off.  I learned that the tusks will wear down depending on how much they use them.  I never knew that.  I took over 200 pictures.  I tried to take a picture of the name plate of the animals I took, so that I will have their names for scrapbooking.  Here are a few pictures of the different animals we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lr22zNg4amI/Tj8OkFdisAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/33zxu8SG3NA/s1600/DSCN1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lr22zNg4amI/Tj8OkFdisAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/33zxu8SG3NA/s320/DSCN1966.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638241271595315202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTEYx7Uy3Qg/Tj8OjtYU9lI/AAAAAAAAAfA/S2-6ynImKVs/s1600/DSCN1878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTEYx7Uy3Qg/Tj8OjtYU9lI/AAAAAAAAAfA/S2-6ynImKVs/s320/DSCN1878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638241265130993234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbWvzR9o7kI/Tj8OjQg1XhI/AAAAAAAAAe4/71-LfJjpCk4/s1600/DSCN1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbWvzR9o7kI/Tj8OjQg1XhI/AAAAAAAAAe4/71-LfJjpCk4/s320/DSCN1899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638241257382043154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnJsOMbtyTA/Tj8Oi0h7DqI/AAAAAAAAAew/bUJcbi2gHaI/s1600/DSCN1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnJsOMbtyTA/Tj8Oi0h7DqI/AAAAAAAAAew/bUJcbi2gHaI/s320/DSCN1840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638241249870417570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4O0AbNAFg6c/Tj8Okvp8xUI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Pt-y5QwxaPg/s1600/DSCN2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4O0AbNAFg6c/Tj8Okvp8xUI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Pt-y5QwxaPg/s320/DSCN2051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638241282921645378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4987396730811945085?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4987396730811945085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4987396730811945085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4987396730811945085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4987396730811945085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/cleveland-zoo.html' title='Cleveland Zoo'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lr22zNg4amI/Tj8OkFdisAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/33zxu8SG3NA/s72-c/DSCN1966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6282733208206429182</id><published>2011-08-03T18:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T18:57:33.652-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cpap machine'/><title type='text'>Cpap Machine</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon, after my staff development, I had an appointment at a medical supply store about the cpap machine that I need.  The therapist showed me the machine and how it worked, how to put it together, and tried a couple of masks on me.  The machine is calibrated between 5-20.  The lower the better, and mine is at 8.  One part is the dehumidifier, and I can only put distilled water in it.  The machine is not that big.  The jury is still out on whether or not I will take it with me when I travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I set it up last night, and it is to be lower than my bed, and it is.  I found out, that I have to hit play on my cd player before I can put the mask on.  And, I have to do this in the dark.  It was uncomfortable laying on my left side (the way I normally sleep).  Took me longer to fall asleep.  I have to get used to it.  My hair needs to be up with the mask on.  I woke up this morning, so tired.  With using it, I am not supposed to be tired when I get up in the  morning.  The machine is supposed to be pushing the oxygen down to my lungs, so I would be getting more air at night than I have been getting.  It looks like it is put together correctly.  If things don't improve, then I will call over to the store next week and talk to them about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6282733208206429182?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6282733208206429182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6282733208206429182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6282733208206429182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6282733208206429182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/cpap-machine.html' title='Cpap Machine'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8111649285673619847</id><published>2011-07-31T17:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:13:57.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot air balloons'/><title type='text'>Balloon Festival and Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2zgVsO89_nI/TjXSLno-EQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/QV-K-xPIeMI/s1600/DSCN1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2zgVsO89_nI/TjXSLno-EQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/QV-K-xPIeMI/s320/DSCN1804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635641605785260290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MV9bMXxM3aQ/TjXSLDm98lI/AAAAAAAAAeY/sb_2r91YvbU/s1600/DSCN1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MV9bMXxM3aQ/TjXSLDm98lI/AAAAAAAAAeY/sb_2r91YvbU/s320/DSCN1744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635641596113187410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1yQ-vlDffA/TjXSKyqAsfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/TzLJLojIFPs/s1600/DSCN1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1yQ-vlDffA/TjXSKyqAsfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/TzLJLojIFPs/s320/DSCN1703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635641591562547698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QGFrJZxeY8/TjXSKSoBtbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/uidHKH5LEJ0/s1600/DSCN1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QGFrJZxeY8/TjXSKSoBtbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/uidHKH5LEJ0/s320/DSCN1669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635641582964290994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjvgt6r4jZQ/TjXSMEtNL2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/vmmW3aDRwGQ/s1600/DSCN1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjvgt6r4jZQ/TjXSMEtNL2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/vmmW3aDRwGQ/s320/DSCN1793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635641613587656546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This weekend was the Balloon Festival which kicks off Hall of Fame week at the Football Hall of Fame in Canton.  There is no football game this year, due to the strike/close-out between players and owners, that just ended this past week.  I went down to Canton last night to see the balloons take off and see a bunch more fly over.  Some would get very close to the ground, to throw out something to see if it would hit its mark.  I took a bunch of pictures.  Some were a variety of colors, and some were different shapes.  That ended about 8:30 pm after the parachute jumpers landed.  Then I had to wait 90 minutes for the fireworks.  I was told that these fireworks are usually very good.  I love to watch fireworks.  These only lasted 10 minutes and weren't worth the wait.  I would be interested in going back down again.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   I posted three pictures of hot air balloons and two of fireworks from last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8111649285673619847?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8111649285673619847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8111649285673619847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8111649285673619847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8111649285673619847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/balloon-festival-and-fireworks.html' title='Balloon Festival and Fireworks'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2zgVsO89_nI/TjXSLno-EQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/QV-K-xPIeMI/s72-c/DSCN1804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1501463062956718592</id><published>2011-07-26T19:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:05:25.468-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Indians Game #2</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was my birthday and the second Indians game that Mom and I went to this  month.  We have at least two more games next month, maybe a third game. We had great seats.  We were in left center, five rows from the field.  We had a good view of Travis Buck, who was playing right field.  Buck made some good catches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Bottom of the first, we scored one run.  Fausto Carmona pitched last night.  I had wanted to see Justin Masternson.  Carmona did pretty good, better than he did the first half.  The Angels starting pitcher had 10 strikeouts, while Carmona, only had 3 strikeouts.  After we scored in the first, only zeros were put up on the scoreboard.  It became a pitcher's duel.  Carmona pitched six innings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Joe Smith came out in the seventh and did a great job.  Pestano came out in the eighth and gave up two runs.  The score is now 1-2, in favor of the Angels.  Sipp came out in the ninth and didn't allow anybody to score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Bottom of the ninth, Travis Hafner hit a double and recieved a pinch runner.  We tied the game at 2.  Two outs and two on, Jack Hannahan came up to   bat and was hit by a pitch, which loaded the bases.  Jason Kipnis came up to bat.  This was only his second major league game, and so far he has had no hits, with a batting average of 0.000.  With bases loaded, Jason hit a single, got his first hit and RBI and won the game for us.  The team rushed him between first and second base.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That makes both games we were at, where the Indians came from behind to win.  Mom said we are batting one thousand (1.000).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1501463062956718592?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1501463062956718592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1501463062956718592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1501463062956718592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1501463062956718592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/indians-game-2.html' title='Indians Game #2'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4615928499986532837</id><published>2011-07-20T16:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T16:46:06.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep study'/><title type='text'>Another Sleep Study</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was not allowed to drink any pop or eat any chocolate, because I had another sleep study last night.  I slept better last night than I did the first time.  I got up twice in the middle of the night, due to sleeping on my back.  I went to bed after watching the Indians lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was connected to all of the wires again.  In addition, they put a mask over my nose, in order to push more oxygen into my lungs while I slept.  It was very uncomfortable to try to sleep on my left side, so I spent most of the night on my back.  I think I clenched my teeth more than normal because of the mask over my  nose.  The mask made it difficult to cough when I had to cough last night.  I also thought air was leaking out of the mask quite a bit during the night.  I don't think it fit the best.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was not as tired when they got me up this morning, but after coming up and cleaning up, I went back to bed for another 2 1/2 hours.  I will see the lung specialist at the end of September.  If I can help it, I do not want to do another sleep study, but if I have to, will not be on a school night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4615928499986532837?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4615928499986532837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4615928499986532837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4615928499986532837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4615928499986532837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-sleep-study.html' title='Another Sleep Study'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-190743056771556193</id><published>2011-07-17T16:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:01:14.791-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenfield Village'/><title type='text'>Greenfield Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H17S8W0CfcQ/TiNNH8xKs2I/AAAAAAAAAd4/BwwTGbKq5dM/s1600/DSCN1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H17S8W0CfcQ/TiNNH8xKs2I/AAAAAAAAAd4/BwwTGbKq5dM/s320/DSCN1560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630428758110024546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I went to Greenfield Village in Dearborn, MI.  I love this place.  Henry Ford took the time and money to bring to MI homes and businesses of various inventors: Firestone, Wright Brothers, Edison and from his own life.  There are homes from England and other people.  I love American History!  This is a very cool place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noLn5yiCXnM/TiNJQcjpd2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Jrw9nwVOHa8/s1600/DSCN1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noLn5yiCXnM/TiNJQcjpd2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Jrw9nwVOHa8/s320/DSCN1436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630424506035697506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firestone's farm house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJZCf0gV0KI/TiNNIF7YDJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/tTr8SAdw78M/s1600/DSCN1561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJZCf0gV0KI/TiNNIF7YDJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/tTr8SAdw78M/s320/DSCN1561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630428760568761490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--JAQNHyFYoI/TiNLOFb00NI/AAAAAAAAAdw/goXTwGFtPS8/s1600/DSCN1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--JAQNHyFYoI/TiNLOFb00NI/AAAAAAAAAdw/goXTwGFtPS8/s320/DSCN1445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630426664492388562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Wright Brother's house in Dayton, OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a sampling of things to see at Greenfield Village.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-190743056771556193?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/190743056771556193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=190743056771556193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/190743056771556193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/190743056771556193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/greenfield-village.html' title='Greenfield Village'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H17S8W0CfcQ/TiNNH8xKs2I/AAAAAAAAAd4/BwwTGbKq5dM/s72-c/DSCN1560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4087624746192802375</id><published>2011-07-17T16:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T16:38:52.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interferon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Memorials</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, July 10, I went to the Akron Campus to hear Pastor Dave Burnham preach.  He is a former senior pastor of The Chapel.  He preached on Joshua 4:1-7.  The title of the sermon was called, "Spiritual Memorials".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After crossing the Jordan River, Joshua was commanded by God to have twelve men go back onto the riverbed and pick up twelve stones to mark as a memorial to remind the people what God had done for them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There are three principals for having a spiritual memorial:&lt;br /&gt;          1.  Remember the promises and power of God.&lt;br /&gt;          2. Remember faith requires action&lt;br /&gt;          3.  Remember the Glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There are four things to remember in building personal spiritual memorials:&lt;br /&gt;         1.  A story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;         2.  A scripture to tell.&lt;br /&gt;         3. A song to sing (recall).&lt;br /&gt;         4.  A scene (picture) to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This got me thinking, that my hole could be a spiritual memorial for me.  Yes, I am in remission for stage 3a of Melanoma, but I am in remission.  The side effects of my year long treatment of Interfon, was not as bad as they could've been.  God has  been on the throne during the good times and the bad, and He has never let me go.  God has plans to prosper me not to harm me.  My hole reminds me of the good God has done in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4087624746192802375?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4087624746192802375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4087624746192802375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4087624746192802375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4087624746192802375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/spiritual-memorials.html' title='Spiritual Memorials'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4198911874628451284</id><published>2011-07-10T19:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T19:51:31.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Indians Game #1</title><content type='html'>Through a BP promotion, I have been able to get tickets to the Indians this summer.  The first game we went to was this past Thursday night, July 7.  We sat left field side.  I thought I had two seats in this corner, before we left I looked and there was only one ticket.  I had to go online back into the promotion and get mom's ticket and print it up.  Her seat was in the same section, but up about 10 rows.  Turns out, my seat was better than mom's, but after the second or third inning, I sat with her.  Where we sat, it was difficult to see the batter at home plate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This was a boring game.  Zach McAllister was pitching for the first time in the majors that night for the Indians.  He did not do a good job and only lasted 4 innings.  He did get 4-6 strikeouts, though.  We made an error and had a hard time catching balls.  We even loaded the bases in the bottom of the first inning, but left the guys on base.  At the bottom of the second, Lonnie Chisenhill came up to bat and was hit in the nose by the ball.  He left the game, and Jack Hannahan came into the game in his place.  I  like  him playing  third base.  I repeat, it was a boring game.  Bottom of the 9th, we are up to bat.  We are down 0-4.  We load the bases and by hits and walks.  With a hit, we score a run and keep the bases loaded.  Travis Hafner comes up to bat, Blue Jay's change pitchers.  Mom says, they should walk Hafner, but they did not, instead they pitched to him.  Guess what?  On the first pitch, Travis hit the ball and knew instantly, that he had hit a home run.  Hafner had hit a grand slam to win the game!  Final score, 5-4.  We came from behind to win the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Before the game, mom and I walked around Heritage Park.  I took pictures.  Next time, we will walk around the Indians Hall of Fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59e58-5XBeY/Tho6yxGM0FI/AAAAAAAAAdY/whLvmIuzctc/s1600/DSCN1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59e58-5XBeY/Tho6yxGM0FI/AAAAAAAAAdY/whLvmIuzctc/s320/DSCN1357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627875328200069202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQGwxXREi-c/Tho6ylBWwZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Z7JtQJSI9tI/s1600/DSCN1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQGwxXREi-c/Tho6ylBWwZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Z7JtQJSI9tI/s320/DSCN1323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627875324958523794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcVxPN8LQ-M/Tho6zUCFAMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HjxtUjanHAo/s1600/DSCN1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcVxPN8LQ-M/Tho6zUCFAMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HjxtUjanHAo/s320/DSCN1362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627875337578021058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4198911874628451284?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4198911874628451284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4198911874628451284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4198911874628451284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4198911874628451284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/indians-game-1.html' title='Indians Game #1'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59e58-5XBeY/Tho6yxGM0FI/AAAAAAAAAdY/whLvmIuzctc/s72-c/DSCN1357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4496887081365317339</id><published>2011-06-30T19:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T19:47:05.652-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas Arboretum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>Dallas Arboretum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYAmPO5xm5E/Tg0K2Iq2STI/AAAAAAAAAc4/npymRficZIM/s1600/DSCN1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYAmPO5xm5E/Tg0K2Iq2STI/AAAAAAAAAc4/npymRficZIM/s320/DSCN1061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624163434812033330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ3mah1tUtY/Tg0K1scYV7I/AAAAAAAAAcw/XMs_7M-MflY/s1600/DSCN1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ3mah1tUtY/Tg0K1scYV7I/AAAAAAAAAcw/XMs_7M-MflY/s320/DSCN1038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624163427235157938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jY9A2LtXgHg/Tg0K2tyhFoI/AAAAAAAAAdA/af_OfLV5f2A/s1600/DSCN1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jY9A2LtXgHg/Tg0K2tyhFoI/AAAAAAAAAdA/af_OfLV5f2A/s320/DSCN1060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624163444776310402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I went down to TX last weekend to see my good friends and to hear my Dallas pastor preach. I had so much fun!  Last  Friday, the friend I was staying with and her son, met another friend and her daughters.  It has been a few years, since I've been to the Dallas Arboretum.  Mom and I went there a couple of times during my spring break, when she would come down to visit me.  We didn't walk through it all. This year, for the kids, they had fairytale castles and a page from that book.  They were neat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4496887081365317339?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4496887081365317339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4496887081365317339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4496887081365317339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4496887081365317339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/dallas-arboretum.html' title='Dallas Arboretum'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYAmPO5xm5E/Tg0K2Iq2STI/AAAAAAAAAc4/npymRficZIM/s72-c/DSCN1061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8715873786755030418</id><published>2011-06-28T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:11:20.023-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep apnea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarcoid'/><title type='text'>Lung Specialist Appointment</title><content type='html'>I saw the lung specialist this afternoon.  It has been decided that I do have sarcoid in the lungs and nothing will be done to treat it.  I am to continue the inhaler of two puffs twice a day.  I do still cough, but not very bad.  I have been told that I do have sleep apnea.  My legs don't move while I am sleeping.  I seem to stop breathing 20+ times an hour while sleeping.  But, when I'm dreaming, I stop breathing 60+ times an hour.  I will do the sleep study again, but this time with the cpap machine.  He wants to do another CT scan, which is already scheduled for Monday, August 22 at 9 am.  I am now scheduled for another breathing test (just the puffs, not the whole thing) at 9:40 am that same day.  I will see the lung specialist again, on Thursday, September 22.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I need to continue on trying to loose weight and that will help a lot.  The scale at Curves says something about 11-12 pounds less than the scale at the doctor's office or cancer center says.  so which scale is telling the truth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8715873786755030418?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8715873786755030418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8715873786755030418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8715873786755030418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8715873786755030418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/lung-specialist-appointment.html' title='Lung Specialist Appointment'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6228021857588836055</id><published>2011-06-16T20:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:01:32.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep study'/><title type='text'>Sleep Study</title><content type='html'>Last night, I had to do a sleep study.  I arrived around 8:30 pm.  I had to fill out some paperwork, and I got ready for bed.  The room was connected to a half bath, and the room had a bed, chair, night stand, a desk and a tv.  I wasn't expecting the tv, so I watched the Indians game.  Around 10ish, the lady came back in, and started hooking the wires to me.  I had wired put on both legs, to my scalp, my face, chest, hooked to two belts that were put around me.  When the game was over, I turned off tv and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tried&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go to sleep.  I laid on my left, uncomfortable, laid on my back.  Not sure when I fell asleep, but did get up around 1 am.  Laid back down.  I was awake, when they told me at 5:15 am to get up.  I got about 2-3 hours of sleep.  Went home, showered and laid back down for a couple of hours.  I got up at 8 am, since I had professional development from 9-12.  I got between 2-4 hours of sleep total for the night.  I did not have my music and having the wires made it difficult to sleep.  I will see the lung specialist again on June 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I started back at Curves this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6228021857588836055?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6228021857588836055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6228021857588836055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6228021857588836055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6228021857588836055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/sleep-study.html' title='Sleep Study'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7364913810782930871</id><published>2011-05-26T20:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:24:02.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lungs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulmonary function test'/><title type='text'>Pulmonary Function Test</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, after school, I was scheduled for a pulmonary function test.  The appointment was for 4 pm, and I was called back around 4:20.  The room we were in for the test, made me have many coughing fits.  I coughed a lot!  There were two types of tests.  The first one, had me take a deep breath and then let it all out and really push the air out.  Next, I had to take quick breaths like I was running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next, she put a different type of mouth piece onto the machine.  Took about 3 minutes to prepare for the test.  I took a deep breath, pushed it all the way out and  had to do that for about 10 seconds, then take a deep breath and hold it. Did that 2-3 times.  Then, I was given a breathing treatment.  She took the second mouth piece off and I did the first test again.  There was no change  from before the breathing treatment to after the treatment.  The doctor should have the results by end of next week.  I see him again June 28.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7364913810782930871?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7364913810782930871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7364913810782930871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7364913810782930871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7364913810782930871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/pulmonary-function-test.html' title='Pulmonary Function Test'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8334225261369559178</id><published>2011-05-21T20:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T20:24:38.296-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inhaler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='side effects'/><title type='text'>Reaction to the Inhaler</title><content type='html'>I used the inhaler for the first time at the doctor's office Tuesday afternoon and again before bed that night.  I woke up in the middle of the night, as usual, and I itched like crazy.  I scratched my arms and legs.  When I woke up in the morning, I still itched.  Was okay during the day, and while I was sitting at hte computer Wednesday evening, I started itching again.  Went through the same thing Wednesday night and Thursday night.  I meant to the call the doctor's office Thursday at school, but forgot.  I called yesterday morning, and hte nurse called me back later in the afternoon.  For now, I am to stop using the inhaler, and when teh doctor got back in the office on Monday, she would let him know.  The nurse will call me back sometime on Monday to say what the doctor had to say.  I still itch at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8334225261369559178?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8334225261369559178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8334225261369559178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8334225261369559178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8334225261369559178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/reaction-to-inhaler.html' title='Reaction to the Inhaler'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3673599694974834223</id><published>2011-05-17T20:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:05:10.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lungs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melanoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarcoid'/><title type='text'>Sarcoid or Melanoma</title><content type='html'>I saw the lung specialist, Dr. Makkar this afternoon/  He sat in the examining room with his laptop.  On the screen, he was looking at both last year's and this year's CT scans.  He said I have spots all over my lungs.  He also said that my lymph nodes were lit up all through my body this past time.  The spots are too small to be seen on the CT or PET/CT scans, completely.  They can be seen as spots.  For now, I am to use an inhaler twice a day.  I will have a breathing test on May 26 after school.  I will also be tested for sleep apnea.  He will be in touch with my oncologist, and I will see him again on June 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The Dr. said that yes there is no melanoma in my lymph nodes, but there are granulomas in my lymph nodes.  The spots are either sarcoid or melanoma.  I remember being told in the summer of '07 about having sarcoid, but nothing was done.  I am showing symptoms of sarcoid, coughing and shortness of breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatments, can be oral steroids, or even nothing.  I have never been told I have asthma.  He even asked about snoring.  He even talked about possibility of doing a test of sending a tube down my throat into my lungs to look at my broncea.  Will know more when I see him again next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3673599694974834223?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3673599694974834223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3673599694974834223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3673599694974834223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3673599694974834223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/sarcoid-or-melanoma.html' title='Sarcoid or Melanoma'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7845399500036616798</id><published>2011-05-10T21:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:23:48.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloodwork'/><title type='text'>Blood Work Results</title><content type='html'>I called my oncologist last Thursday to get the results of the blood work from the previous Friday.  My onc was out of the office until today.  The nurse for my onc left me a message this morning on my phone.  I called back later and we played phone tag.  I talked to her and she told me that my blood work came back good and the test my onc wanted run also came back negative.  Because I have been coughing for the past months pretty consistently, I will be seeing a lung specialist next Tuesday, in Medina, at 3:15 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have had a cough basically my whole life.  There are long periods of time where I don't cough at all.  When I have a cold, I cough a lot.  Various times from taking inventory, I coughed a lot.  Before March, I  hadn't coughed for quite some time.  No cancer, no other diseases, so what is going on?  That is what my onc wants to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7845399500036616798?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7845399500036616798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7845399500036616798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7845399500036616798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7845399500036616798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/blood-work-results.html' title='Blood Work Results'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8572078135700881618</id><published>2011-05-05T19:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:31:39.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Op visits</title><content type='html'>This afternoon I had my post-op visits with the surgeon and the GYN.  When my sub showed up this morning, my kids cheered.  My first doctor's appointment was scheduled for 2 pm.  The surgeon showed me the test results and told me that what was removed from my neck was a fatty tumor, and the stains they did on the lymph nodes in looking for bacteria and fungus, they were looking for TB.  That came back negative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was done with the surgeon around 2:30  and went over to the GYN's office.  I got there around 3 pm, and my appointment was scheduled for 4:10 pm.  They gook me early.  I was in and out there with the doctor also.  He told me that my onc was worried that my cancer was back.  Thankfully, we already know that it is not!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I will get the results for the blood work next Tuesday, when my oncologist is back at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I bought my ticket for TX for next month this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8572078135700881618?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8572078135700881618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8572078135700881618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8572078135700881618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8572078135700881618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-op-visits.html' title='Post-Op visits'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7488276364425265407</id><published>2011-04-29T21:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:25:07.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloodwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lymph nodes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CT Scan'/><title type='text'>My Day and More Test Results</title><content type='html'>After 11 this morning, I started to get ready to leave. No sub at 11:30.  Still no sub at 11:45.  I started to become curious and called SubFinder and nobody had accepted my job for a sub.  I sent a note across the hall explaining this and she said to call the office.  I did, office said the district was short 20 subs for the day.  They asked if my two partners would be willing to split my kids, and they said no.  Between their fools and fools, it would be disastrous for them.  Told the office they said no, so they found somebody else to come up.  My kids were working on their social studies assignment and were told, all had to have it done before going home.  Knowing my kids, not all will have it done.  I left school about 12:20 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I had a 12:45 appointment with my Onc.  I already knew there was no cancer in my lymph nodes.  The polyp tested negative for cancer also.  The stains they ran on my lymph nodes for bacteria and fungus also came back negative. My onc is curious as to what is going on since there is no cancer.  He ordered blood work.  I will call next week for the results and go from there.  I will have CT scans of my neck, chest, abdomen, and pelvis areas on Monday, August 22.  I will get the results the following Monday.  My onc did say that from the test with my polyp, there were cells that were starting to change.  He said I will will be given more info from the GYN next week when I see him for post-op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My left armpit area has been bothering me all week off and on.  Monday and today it was checked by the nurse, and very little fluid was taken out.  The pain is due to healing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When I left the both doctor offices, I went over to Akron U to buy my cap and gown.  Since I am getting my master's degree, I could wear a cap or a hood.  I did purchase both the cap and gown and brought them home.  They did not have anymore hoods.  They had to order one, but I did go ahead and pay for it.  I am so excited about all of the good news I have received this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7488276364425265407?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7488276364425265407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7488276364425265407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7488276364425265407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7488276364425265407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-day-and-more-test-results.html' title='My Day and More Test Results'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-606180157893789280</id><published>2011-04-25T16:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:04:38.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lymph nodes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lab results'/><title type='text'>Still Cancer Free!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I stayed home from school today.  My left arm and underarm is still uncomfortable.  I called the doctor's office to schedule my post-op appointment and to talk a nurse about my left arm.  She scheduled an appointment for me to come in this afternoon and for her to look at my underarm.  About noon, the nurse called to give me the biopsy news of the lymph nodes.  None of my lymph nodes have cancer in them!  I am still in remission!  The lab is still running tests on the lymph nodes.  They want to make sure there is nothing there of any sort.  It will be awhile til I get those results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I went  into the surgeon's office to see the nurse, and I wasn't there very long.  She looked at my underarm and said it was slightly swollen.  She removed the bandage and used a syringe to remove fluid.  Barely any fluid came out.  That is good.  She also took the bandage off of my neck.  The third bandage will be removed later this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I still see my onc this Friday, and both of my post-op appointments with the other two doctors are on May 5.  One at 2 pm and the other at 4 pm.  I will take a half day at school.  I can only lift a couple of pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After seeing the nurse, mom and I went over to the school so she could carry my totebag up the stairs to my classroom.  It is very heavy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-606180157893789280?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/606180157893789280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=606180157893789280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/606180157893789280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/606180157893789280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/still-cancer-free.html' title='Still Cancer Free!!!!!'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2285032260535427637</id><published>2011-04-21T21:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:00:36.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lymph nodes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood pressure'/><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>My mom's best friend came along to sit with mom all day.  We got there about 8:30, and almost after I signed in I was called back.  Teena got there before us and it was good to see her before I was called back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The nurse had to call and get a doctor's order to access my port.  My bp seemed high 147 over 90.  April 1, it was really low, compared to it was after school.  The nurse accessed my port, and at first no blood return.  I took a few deep breaths and started to turn my head to the left, and there was blood return.  The IV was started.  My mom, dad and Pastor Bob (pastor of my parent's church) came back.  That was around 9:30am.  Pastor Bob prayed with us.  I was taken to OR around 10 am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw both the anthesologist and Dr. Williams, the surgeon before hand.  I told him, about the enlarged area on the right side of my neck, that was discovered during my massage on Monday.  He'd wish I had called him, instead of Dr. Patel.  I  had the area from my neck, lymph nodes from under my left arm and left pelvic area removed.  Also removed was the polyp.  Both doctors came out to talk to my parents afterwards.  Mom said they seemed upbeat, and didn't think anything looked cancerous.  What was removed from my neck was just fatty tissue.  I was moved to recovery about 1 pm.  I ended up in surgery about 3 hours, longer than they expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sometime after 3 I started to become more awake.  At first most of the paid was under my left arm and my throat.  My throat still hurts, and it is due to the tube that was put down my throat for surgery.  Underneath my left arm is sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Left about 4 pm and got home around 5 pm.  I have two post-op appointments in two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2285032260535427637?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2285032260535427637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2285032260535427637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2285032260535427637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2285032260535427637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-390646080673201848</id><published>2011-04-20T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T09:41:41.332-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible verses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblestudy'/><title type='text'>God's Word</title><content type='html'>After taking a break, I am reading through Psalms twice this year, and the book of Proverbs every month.  I have three different versions of the Bible in my bedroom, and I use a different one every month.  This month, I am using the Living Bible.  Today, was Proverbs 20.  I have read that chapter 3 other times this year.  This morning, verse 24 stuck out at me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;         "Since the Lord is directing our steps, why try to understand everything that happens along the way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That verse just struck me.  I keep telling God I don't understand why.  I don't understand why he let me be diagnosed with Melanoma 4 years ago, and why is there a good chance it is back now.  This morning, God answered my prayer,through this verse.  I do not need to understand everything that is going on.  I know God will be glorified at the end of it all.  I just need to trust God, He knows what He is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am starting a new Bible Study next week.  It is only six weeks long.  This study was written by Blackaby and his son.  They wrote Experiencing God.  This study is about knowing and hearing God's voice.  I am doing each day's study with my devotions.  I can because I am on spring break.  I am only in week one.  I have to learn a verse every week.  Here is this week's verse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Deuteronomy 8:3  "Man does not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-390646080673201848?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/390646080673201848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=390646080673201848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/390646080673201848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/390646080673201848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/gods-word.html' title='God&apos;s Word'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1119526260944345361</id><published>2011-04-12T20:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:14:42.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clot buster drug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloodwork'/><title type='text'>First Time in a Year</title><content type='html'>I was scheduled for blood work this afternoon at 4 pm.  My port was accessed, did some saline and got blood return.  The first thing of blood is always the waste, and after that, there was no more blood return.  The nurse had me stand up, tried more saline, and finally around 4:50 gave me a dose of the clot buster drug.  Around 5:25 pm, a different nurse tried to get blood return nothing, nada.  I waited til about 6 pm,  at first the nurse had a problem, but was able to get blood so it could be sent to the lab.  I haven't had the clot buster drug in a year.  A couple of times, the nurses thought they would have to give me that drug, but were able to get my port to co-operate and return blood before it was needed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I'm praying that there is no problems with my port next week, when I have my procedures done.  Also praying that I get over this cold soon.  I took yesterday off from school to rest.  My cold has moved to my sinuses.  I will be able to continue taking Dayquil after tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1119526260944345361?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1119526260944345361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1119526260944345361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1119526260944345361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1119526260944345361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-time-in-year.html' title='First Time in a Year'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-5150781216539157014</id><published>2011-04-10T18:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T18:44:22.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>I've had a pretty good weekend, even though I do not feel well.  Left the house about a quarter to 9 am yesterday, went to Curves for the first time of the week, afterwards, to Walgreens to buy some cold medicine.  Then I got a massage, went to CJ Banks to look at clothes and bought some.  Got some lunch, then headed down to North Canton to meet up with two friends. We got pedicures, a Christmas present from one of my friends.  After the pedi, went to my sister's house to sit and grade papers.  Met up with friends from church at Pizza Hut then bowled two games at the bowling alley.  My first game I bowled a 125 and almost bowled a Turkey (3 strikes in a row.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped church today and went to the Wellness Center/Emergency room about 3 miles away to see a doctor, instead.  My throat hurts a lot!  I've been coughing more for the past 5 weeks.  With my two medical procedures coming up in 11 days, I can't be sick.  I just have a bad cold.  I will call my onc tomorrow to let him know, and I am taking a sick day tomorrow.  Going to stay home and rest.  I took a couple of naps today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-5150781216539157014?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5150781216539157014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=5150781216539157014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5150781216539157014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5150781216539157014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-5000116398250681963</id><published>2011-04-03T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:53:51.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>First Win of the Season</title><content type='html'>The Cleveland Indians go their first win of the new season this afternoon.  They beat the Chicago White Sox, by avoiding a sweep.  Justin Masterson pitched 7 innings.  Carlos Santana, and both Cabreras participated in a Triple Play.  The final score was 7-1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-5000116398250681963?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5000116398250681963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=5000116398250681963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5000116398250681963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5000116398250681963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-win-of-season.html' title='First Win of the Season'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7485096025861867640</id><published>2011-04-01T20:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T20:36:26.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleveland Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Opening Day</title><content type='html'>Today was Opening Day and Season Opener for the Cleveland Indians.  We lost.  By the top of the 6th inning the score was 14-0.  Not in our favor.  The final score was 15-10.  We lost.  Fausto, The Ace, only lasted 3 innings, was pulled in the 4th inning.  We used 4 pitchers.  There was a good play by third baseman and the first baseman.  We did hit two home runs and two doubles.  Our pitchers did strike out quite a few White Sox players.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7485096025861867640?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7485096025861867640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7485096025861867640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7485096025861867640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7485096025861867640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/opening-day.html' title='Opening Day'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3517672226750359621</id><published>2011-04-01T20:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T20:32:38.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>Pre-Op Testing</title><content type='html'>I was scheduled at 4 pm for pre-op testing.  I answered a bunch of questions, was weighed, had my BP taken.  Surprisingly, my bp was low, 103 over 68.  After my day, I'd thought it would've been higher.  I had en EKG taken, which took longer to hook me up that it did to take the EKG.  The nurse wanted to do blood work, but she was not able to access my port.  She couldn't get in touch with Infusion Services over at the cancer center, so on Monday, she will call to schedule me an appointment for either April 11 or 12 at 4pm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My two procedures are scheduled for 10:30 am and 11:30 am on April 21.  I will get the biopsy results on Friday, April 29.  I am taking a half day at school so I can get the results.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have been coughing more this past month.  I've had coughing fits two days in a row during class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3517672226750359621?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3517672226750359621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3517672226750359621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3517672226750359621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3517672226750359621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/04/pre-op-testing.html' title='Pre-Op Testing'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2555256212701723339</id><published>2011-03-28T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:07:18.243-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>Surgery Date</title><content type='html'>I picked up the kids from lunch to have a message in my mailbox, saying the surgeon's office had called.  I called them back during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Both the biopsy and the LEEP will be done on Thursday, April 21.  That is the Thursday before Easter. Which is also towards the end of  my spring break.  I was hoping for it be earlier in the week, or  the end of the week before, so that I could have all of spring break to recover before going back to school.  I will get the results of the biopsy the last week of April.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2555256212701723339?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2555256212701723339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2555256212701723339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2555256212701723339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2555256212701723339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/surgery-date.html' title='Surgery Date'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6661612753962134632</id><published>2011-03-27T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T18:55:42.668-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><title type='text'>Blast from the Past</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I was the House Manager at Weathervane Playhouse.  (This was my first time to be  House Manager.)  I saw somebody who I thought I knew.  I asked her if she taught at Revere?  Turned out, she was my typing (keyboarding) teacher in high school.  It was good to see her.  She had both my sister and myself.  She retired in 1995.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6661612753962134632?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6661612753962134632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6661612753962134632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6661612753962134632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6661612753962134632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the Past'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6430108724370806475</id><published>2011-03-25T19:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T19:46:59.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lymph nodes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgeon'/><title type='text'>Saw the Surgeon</title><content type='html'>I saw the surgeon this afternoon.  He looked at the PET scan report.  He felt for lymph nodes under my left arm and my right pelvic area.  First he started talking about removing lymph nodes from under my left arm and my right pelvic area, but according to the PET scan, there is more activity in the left pelvic area.  (I do have lymph nodes in my right pelvic area).  So lymph nodes will be removed from the left pelvic area and from under my left arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  No surgery date has been scheduled.  His office has to talk to the GYN to coordinate with him, so that both procedures can occur on the same day at about the same time.  I will call the surgeon's office Monday afternoon, to see what has been scheduled.  I do not know if the LEEP procedure wills till be April 15 or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6430108724370806475?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6430108724370806475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6430108724370806475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6430108724370806475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6430108724370806475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/saw-surgeon.html' title='Saw the Surgeon'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-5625665368654741926</id><published>2011-03-16T20:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:57:09.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PET Scan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>PET scan results</title><content type='html'>I got hold of my oncologist this morning and spoke with a nurse.  I was told that nodules in my left lung popped up on the PET scan.  My oncologist wants to have a biopsy today.  Lymph nodes will be removed from under my left arm.  I do not know when the surgery will be scheduled.  I will know more after I see the surgeon Friday, March 25 at 4 pm.  I will see my oncologist again after the biopsy.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   It is looking frightening as if my cancer is back and it has spread.  It might just be a scare and just stress causing the enlargements.  But it sure is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I know that someday I will be thankful for all of this, but right now, I am not.  Don't see how this is to prosper me or is for my good.  All I do know is that God will be magnified through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-5625665368654741926?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5625665368654741926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=5625665368654741926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5625665368654741926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5625665368654741926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/pet-scan-results.html' title='PET scan results'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-658826324828905483</id><published>2011-03-07T19:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:24:37.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PET Scan'/><title type='text'>Today's PET Scan</title><content type='html'>Between 8 am and 1 pm, I drank about 7/8 of a gallon of water.  I took a gallon water, from home, to school this morning.  I left school about 12:30 pm.  I get to the cancer center, and I tell the guy I want my port used, he wasn't expecting that.  He said they would only use the port if they can't access a vein. I said I want my port used.  I do not have good veins, not easy to access.  I go upstairs to Infusion Services and they are very busy, so I am taken next door and a nurse from my oncologist office accesses my port.  I go back downstairs and I am taken out to the trailer.  My blood sugar is checked and it is 69.  They had to make sure that was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am given the drug via my port, then go back inside to sit and wait.  Somebody gets me about 2:30 pm.  The scan was from my head to my toes, a full body scan.  My waist on down was done first, that took about 20 minutes.  My feet had to be kept together.  After that was done, another restroom break. (I went to the restroom a lot between 1 and 4 pm.)  Then my head to my waist was scanned.  My head was done first.  I was done about 3:40 pm. I went to Curves before heading for home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-658826324828905483?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/658826324828905483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=658826324828905483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/658826324828905483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/658826324828905483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-pet-scan.html' title='Today&apos;s PET Scan'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4516195716843093848</id><published>2011-03-07T19:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:17:11.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Change</title><content type='html'>I am no longer having LEEP (the medical procedure to remove the polyp) on Friday, April 1.  I am now having it done on Friday, April 15.  I have to be at out patient at noon, and the procedure will be at 2 pm.  That will be a rough day, no food after midnight.  I will have pre-op testing on Friday, April 1 at 4 pm.    Spring Break is the week of Easter, so I will only have to miss one day of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4516195716843093848?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4516195716843093848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4516195716843093848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4516195716843093848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4516195716843093848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/date-change.html' title='Date Change'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1891967612501277963</id><published>2011-03-03T20:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:50:37.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>GYN Oncologist visit</title><content type='html'>I saw the GYN Oncologist this afternoon.  He asked some questions.  My polyp is on my cervix.  He tried to take it out, but couldn't.  The doctor did say that sometimes the polyp could be completely attached and difficult to removed in the office.  Or if it looks like there would be a lot of bleeding (these are the two reasons for...) then a short surgical procedure will be done to remove the polyp.  As I said, the doctor couldn't removed it this afternoon.  I will have it done in the operating room on Friday, April 1.  The procedure is scheduled for noon, and I have to be there by ten am.  This will be an out-patient procedure, and I will go home later in the afternoon.  I will not be allowed to drive for 24 hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Depending on how I feel, will determine if I go to church on Sunday and school on Monday.  I was told that I could have a heavy feeling in my lower pelvic area for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Until I am told otherwise, I will be hanging onto the thin rope of hope that I am still in remission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1891967612501277963?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1891967612501277963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1891967612501277963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1891967612501277963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1891967612501277963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/gyn-oncologist-visit.html' title='GYN Oncologist visit'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2858914742111635514</id><published>2011-02-28T19:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T19:18:15.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PET Scan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melanoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CT Scan'/><title type='text'>President's Day CT Scan results</title><content type='html'>I saw my oncologist this afternoon.  As of now I am still in remission.  The results were not too good.  I have nodules in my lungs (explains my cough I have had off and on since I was a kid).  There is one in my left lung that went from 3.2 mm to 5 mm.  It is still very small.   A lymph node in my left pelvic area is enlarged.  (Last year, I had a couple of lymph nodes enlarged also.)  I also have a cyst on my right ovary.  One other time, I was told there was a cyst on one of my ovaries also.  I did have some cramps last Monday afternoon, with my stomach bothering me off an on during the week. And because of my polyp, my onc is playing it safe.  We have decided instead of waiting 3 months and doing the CT scan again, next Monday, March 7, I will have a PET/CT scan at 1:30 pm.  This will be at the cancer center.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am seeing a GYN oncologist this Thursday afternoon about the polyp.  After these two appointments will go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was at my onc's office for 90 minutes and when I left it was about 5 pm.  I didn't go to Curves this evening, I came home.  Before I left the parking lot, I did cry and I yelled at God.  I told Him I didn't like, didn't understand why.  I also brought up Jeremiah 29:11.  I asked how can this be for my good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2858914742111635514?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2858914742111635514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2858914742111635514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2858914742111635514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2858914742111635514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/presidents-day-ct-scan-results.html' title='President&apos;s Day CT Scan results'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-5207048767230127986</id><published>2011-02-21T15:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T15:17:26.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CT Scan'/><title type='text'>Took Two Needles</title><content type='html'>I had a CT Scan this morning.  I was scheduled for 10:30 am .  I got called back a little after 11 am.  I was given ice to numb the area on my chest where my port is.  I am lying down, and the nurse tries to access my port.  She couldn't do it.  I suggest that I sit up.  I sit up, and she gets a second needle and gets it into my port.  After the needle is in, at first, nothing.  Oh, no, I start thinking about having to walk over to the cancer center, so I can get the clot buster drug, and my CT scan won't happen until after 1 pm.  The nurse pushes in a bit of saline solution and is able to get a good blood return.  Yes!  I was praying that there would be no problem with accessing my port.  I haven't had any problems in about 9 months.  I was done around 11:40 and was even able to work out at Curves before they closed at 1 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-5207048767230127986?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5207048767230127986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=5207048767230127986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5207048767230127986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5207048767230127986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/took-two-needles.html' title='Took Two Needles'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6907157263338668288</id><published>2011-02-12T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:50:51.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Graduation Update</title><content type='html'>On the 4th, I was able to contact somebody from Akron U to get my questions for Comps.  I didn't do it on the 4th, since I have no specials on Fridays, and I was out for a half day training.  I finally called over to Akron U on Thursday.  I found out that I can sign a paper saying that I elect not to take comps.  Which I will be doing, and it has to be at Akron U by the 15th.  I will do it on Monday, Valentine's Day, after tutoring, which is after school.  I will find out then, if there is anything I have to do instead.  I even talked to my advisor, and I do not have to take any more classes.  He is going to fill out the modification form saying that I have completed all of my requirements for my classes.  That means I will be graduating with my Master's Degree in May!!  Yeah!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6907157263338668288?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6907157263338668288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6907157263338668288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6907157263338668288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6907157263338668288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/graduation-update.html' title='Graduation Update'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8817571543643487633</id><published>2011-02-08T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:32:43.737-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pap smear'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I talked to the nurse at my doctor's office this morning.  My pap smear came back good!  That is a praise.  I called the gyn during library, and was on hold for about  10 minutes.  I am scheduled to see him on Thursday, March 3 at 2 pm.  I will take a half day from school.  I will not be surprised if I have some lymph nodes enlarged, when I get my CT scan on the 21st.   I have to let my Onc know about this when I see him on the 28th.  As of now, I am still NED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8817571543643487633?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8817571543643487633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8817571543643487633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8817571543643487633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8817571543643487633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-296379059280160855</id><published>2011-01-31T20:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:56:01.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celeberties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Saturday, a friend went with me to Canton to the car show (old cars), so she could stand in line with me for over 2 hours and then talk to John Schneider.  I got his autograph and my pic taken with me.  There was also a General Lee there, and had my pic taken standing next to it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sunday, mom and I went up to Summit Mall, because the Cleveland Indians were on tour there.  We didn't get there til about 2 pm.  I did get Tony Sipp's autograph and my pic taken with him.  I didn't get Sin Soo Choo's or Matt LaPorta, because the current players left around 3 pm, and I was still in line a long way to go.  I did see Sin Soo Choo leave, I also saw the manager, Manny Acta.  I did my pic taken with Mike Hargrove and Len Barker.  I got their autographs and Lou Charbonou's as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-296379059280160855?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/296379059280160855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=296379059280160855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/296379059280160855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/296379059280160855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2566013220737213874</id><published>2011-01-27T20:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:41:52.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>To Graduate or not to Graduate, That is the Question?</title><content type='html'>Around December 13, I got an email saying what I still needed to do in order to graduate in May with my Master's degree.  I emailed back asking questions and trying to get hold of my advisor.  At first I was told that I didn't have to do Comps (a major test), now it sounds like I have to.  Still not sure if I still have to take another science class or not.  I got in touch with my advisor this week, but still not sure about the class or not.  Will soon find out if the   one class is being funded or not, if not, then I have to see about taking another geology class or two this summer.  If so, that means no traveling this summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next Friday, February 4, I can go and pick up my questions for Comps.  I do not want to do comps.  I will use my personal day for doing Comps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Graduation will be in May or December of this year.  I  was hoping for May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2566013220737213874?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2566013220737213874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2566013220737213874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2566013220737213874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2566013220737213874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-graduate-or-not-to-graduate-that-is.html' title='To Graduate or not to Graduate, That is the Question?'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3870223978859091692</id><published>2011-01-24T20:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:35:51.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>I Hate Scares!</title><content type='html'>I was driving to see my brother Saturday morning and was thinking, and it hit me, this is my third scare in a year, in thinking my cancer might be back.  I never thought about cancer before I was diagnosed, and now I do think about it more.  The waiting part is the worse.  God knows why He is allowing me to go through this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3870223978859091692?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3870223978859091692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3870223978859091692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3870223978859091692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3870223978859091692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-hate-scares.html' title='I Hate Scares!'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4083433865815706315</id><published>2011-01-21T15:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:59:01.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical'/><title type='text'>Today's Physical</title><content type='html'>This morning, I had my yearly physical.  I had blood drawn over Christmas break, since I had to do the 12 hour fast before hand.  As of Wednesday, they hadn't received the results, so I called over to the cancer center and they faxed it to them.  I also had to give them a urine sample.  Doctor said there was some blood in it.  He also did the pap smear.  The female exam is my least favorite part of my physical.  He did find a polyp on my cervix (I think that is where he said it is).  After he gets the results back from the lab, he will schedule an appointment with a GYN and he will remove the polyp.  Praying that it is benign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4083433865815706315?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4083433865815706315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4083433865815706315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4083433865815706315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4083433865815706315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/todays-physical.html' title='Today&apos;s Physical'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1176993464830802865</id><published>2011-01-17T18:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:35:10.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>18 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>18 years ago today, at 5:15 pm, Grandpa Sanyo died.  He died at home.  My parents were there.  He died three days after turning 93 years old. I was in MI at college.  I was at work Sunday night, and when Mom called me the next morning to tell me that Grandpa died, I had a feeling that is why she was calling me.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Seems hard to believe that he has been gone 18 years.  I still miss him, but do know that some day I will see him in Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1176993464830802865?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1176993464830802865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1176993464830802865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1176993464830802865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1176993464830802865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/18-years-ago.html' title='18 Years Ago'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-385313397786251480</id><published>2011-01-07T20:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:33:11.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Mid-Term Fustrations</title><content type='html'>There are two weeks left of the grading period/semester.  Where I am teaching, sixth grade is consider middle school, but we are at the elementary school.  My kids have to take mid-terms next week.  Here is the problem, we have not received them yet.  We do not make up our own mid-terms.  They are being made-up for us.  I would like to write up a study guide for our kids, so they know what to study for this mid-term.  This grade is supposed to be on their report card.  We haven't even covered everything for the grading period in all of the subjects.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday, we received the first grading period assessments for language arts.  We were supposed to give that test back at the end of October, but never received it.  To top it off, they kept telling us, do not worry about health until the second grading period. But they never gave us any direction about it.   We are now at the end of the grading period and have to do something for health.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Frustration!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-385313397786251480?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/385313397786251480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=385313397786251480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/385313397786251480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/385313397786251480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/mid-term-fustrations.html' title='Mid-Term Fustrations'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-445590889603754108</id><published>2011-01-04T07:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:58:46.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Animals for 2010</title><content type='html'>We caught no animals in the two traps for 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-445590889603754108?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/445590889603754108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=445590889603754108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/445590889603754108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/445590889603754108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-animals-for-2010.html' title='No Animals for 2010'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6338192765409577661</id><published>2010-12-25T17:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T17:22:11.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Family Time</title><content type='html'>After Christmas Eve service, we dropped dad off at home, them Mom, Grandma and I went driving around looking at lights.  When we got back, my sis and niece were here.  They spent last night over.  We got up this morning, and dad made pancakes for breakfast.  My niece read the Christmas story from Luke 2, then she and my sis passed out the presents, and we opened them.  One person opens all of their presents at a time.  After they were opened, both my niece and I went on a scavenger hunt following clues to find our last presents.  My niece had two to find.  Then we played Apples to Apples.  My dad won the game, then we, without grandma, went to see Timmy.  Came home, got food together to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtwXbWp5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Uw9miHROmyw/s1600/PC250093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtwXbWp5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Uw9miHROmyw/s320/PC250093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554747868097980306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtwLSW-EI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dSqygnI3xLA/s1600/PC250062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtwLSW-EI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dSqygnI3xLA/s320/PC250062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554747864839026754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtvV_bFuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/lZ3z73_VpeM/s1600/PC250099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtvV_bFuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/lZ3z73_VpeM/s320/PC250099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554747850532525794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtvO4OqUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OER6o4vp9aI/s1600/PC250052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtvO4OqUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OER6o4vp9aI/s320/PC250052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554747848623302978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtuixDN1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/WHT9mB6W5IY/s1600/PC250117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtuixDN1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/WHT9mB6W5IY/s320/PC250117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554747836782032722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a pic of my sis, niece, brother and myself.  Another one of my niece wearing her new Elmo hoodie.  My brother in his new Cookie Monster shirt, opening another gift.  My parents sitting on the couch while one of them is opening a present.  We just got him clothes this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6338192765409577661?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6338192765409577661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6338192765409577661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6338192765409577661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6338192765409577661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-family-time.html' title='Christmas Family Time'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRZtwXbWp5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/Uw9miHROmyw/s72-c/PC250093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6411883428775589564</id><published>2010-12-24T14:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T14:40:52.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRT3BeriAZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/MLjKmBneco0/s1600/nativity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRT3BeriAZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/MLjKmBneco0/s320/nativity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554335845242241426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for Christmas, then we wouldn't have Easter!  Have a Blessed Christmas!  Remember the greatest gift that was given to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6411883428775589564?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6411883428775589564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6411883428775589564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6411883428775589564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6411883428775589564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TRT3BeriAZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/MLjKmBneco0/s72-c/nativity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2765067982056431098</id><published>2010-12-22T17:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T18:27:42.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><title type='text'>Getting a Crown</title><content type='html'>For the past month or two, I've had problems chewing the right side of my mouth.  I have a dentist appointment in March and knew I couldn't wait until then to see the dentist.  I called a couple of weeks ago, and got in this morning, after get blood work done at the Cancer Center, where I saw my buddies.  My dentist took an xray of my tooth, and did a couple of quick tests, and he had three theories as to what was wrong.  His theories were wrong.  He was surprised to see I had a crack in one of my molars.  I have an appointment in three weeks to start the process of getting my tooth ready for a crown.  He re sized my bite, hoping that I should be able to chew on that side much easier now. The right side is still sore, but able to chew some on that side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I will be taking my first "sick" day on the 12th to start the process of getting my tooth ready for a crown.  I will be at the dentist for 2 hours.  The lady there, couldn't find a convenient time in the afternoon or a non school day, so we went with a morning.  She said my mouth will be sore for a while when they are done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2765067982056431098?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2765067982056431098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2765067982056431098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2765067982056431098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2765067982056431098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/getting-crown.html' title='Getting a Crown'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6185859040163908064</id><published>2010-12-18T18:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T18:38:38.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christas Break</title><content type='html'>First day of Christmas Break!!!!!  I had been looking forward to Christmas break.  The school year is about half way  over.  It is hard to believe that.  My favorite part of my two snow days earlier this week, was just sitting there reading. I read, Francine River's "Her Daughter's Dream".  I had actually started reading it the week before, but with it being over 570 pages and I not having much time to read, I hadn't gotten very far into it.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   We had our party after lunch yesterday, and before they got to eat the cupcakes and cookies that were brought it, I played Connect Four against each of my kids.  I played against the 17 who were there, and  won like 10-11 of the games.  They enjoyed playing against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I do have a bit of grading to do, and am hoping to get it done this weekend.  I  had lunch today with two girlfriends, and that was nice.  Going to have supper with my best friend Monday night.  Getting a couple of massages over break, going to Curves about 3 times each week, getting blood work done, going to the dentist, picking up my new comprehension stocking, seeing the eye doctor, do some cleaning, celebrating my niece's  birthday, and spending a lot of time with a friend, and doing some reading.  Those are my plans for the next two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6185859040163908064?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6185859040163908064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6185859040163908064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6185859040163908064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6185859040163908064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/christas-break.html' title='Christas Break'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-912776055155225032</id><published>2010-12-13T11:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:19:53.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>The first snow day of the year!  This is the second snow storm this month.  We had a storm last week, but still had school.  Very few schools are opened today, just about everybody is closed today.  It is bitterly cold outside!  I know, since I walked down the driveway to get the newspaper and to take pictures.  I even got all of my presents wrapped this morning.  I did not take any pictures last week.  Here are a few of the pics I took this  morning.  I have gorgeous views outside my windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHQHYn1GI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jrSX_luQbiI/s1600/PC130184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHQHYn1GI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jrSX_luQbiI/s320/PC130184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550201932966515810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHPzcMW0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/5XaFOiIz59A/s1600/PC130183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHPzcMW0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/5XaFOiIz59A/s320/PC130183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550201927612783426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHPp7xY0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/HOQVbYUIlsE/s1600/PC130178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHPp7xY0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/HOQVbYUIlsE/s320/PC130178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550201925060879170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHPLqOp2I/AAAAAAAAAbM/vCRBFbByRVU/s1600/PC130187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHPLqOp2I/AAAAAAAAAbM/vCRBFbByRVU/s320/PC130187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550201916934236002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-912776055155225032?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/912776055155225032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=912776055155225032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/912776055155225032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/912776055155225032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TQZHQHYn1GI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jrSX_luQbiI/s72-c/PC130184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-736121704412317271</id><published>2010-12-01T17:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T17:18:39.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordle</title><content type='html'>I am at a technology staff development, and I used the words to "You are God alone" by Phillips, Craig, &amp; Dean in wordle.net.  Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/2817879/You_Are_God_Alone" &lt;br /&gt;          title="Wordle: You Are God Alone"&gt;&lt;img&lt;br /&gt;          src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/2817879/You_Are_God_Alone"&lt;br /&gt;          alt="Wordle: You Are God Alone"&lt;br /&gt;          style="padding:4px;border:1px solid #ddd"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?  You have to click on the link above, and it will take you directly to the website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-736121704412317271?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/736121704412317271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=736121704412317271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/736121704412317271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/736121704412317271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/12/wordle.html' title='Wordle'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1095873781340309268</id><published>2010-11-27T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T16:15:26.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPF0hwActpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HLPmZg16JCw/s1600/S7302232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPF0hwActpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HLPmZg16JCw/s320/S7302232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544340739441079954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is this year's decorated tree.  My niece and I play a game where I put my two Pittsburgh Steelers ornaments on the front of the tree, she takes them and hides them on the back.  I find them and put them back up front.  I hide the lowly browns ornaments in the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1095873781340309268?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1095873781340309268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1095873781340309268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1095873781340309268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1095873781340309268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPF0hwActpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/HLPmZg16JCw/s72-c/S7302232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6374901533386059208</id><published>2010-11-27T16:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T16:12:05.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master&apos;s Project'/><title type='text'>Master's Project Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPFzhJhNLvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/wZ-Mkf802HI/s1600/S7302230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPFzhJhNLvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/wZ-Mkf802HI/s320/S7302230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544339629597863666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPFzg5DWRvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GKL2iVPEBAs/s1600/S7302231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPFzg5DWRvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GKL2iVPEBAs/s320/S7302231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544339625177663218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what my presentation board looks like.  I was going to do a prezi on www.prezi.com, but I can't find my flashdrive where my graphs are located.  The letters are actually post it letters, and the tops don't stay down very well, even though I used poster tape on the very toop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am presenting this Tuesday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6374901533386059208?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6374901533386059208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6374901533386059208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6374901533386059208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6374901533386059208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/masters-project-presentation.html' title='Master&apos;s Project Presentation'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TPFzhJhNLvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/wZ-Mkf802HI/s72-c/S7302230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6374499870197735497</id><published>2010-11-20T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:23:39.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master&apos;s Project'/><title type='text'>Still Working on my Project</title><content type='html'>Last week, I spent about 6 hours, over two nights working on my project.  I sent it to my professor to read it and edit it.  I took it with me to Columbus, and my friend read it, and suggested some changes.  This past Tuesday, I spent about 4 hours working on it, making the changes, and I sent it back to my professor.  Some how, the changes I had accepted, that my professor said to make, didn't take.  I have no idea what happened.  I can't work on it at home, since I typed it up on a PC.  I will work on it again Monday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next weekend, I will work on my Presentation board and my Prezi that I will do for it.  My project is due, Tuesday, November 30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6374499870197735497?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6374499870197735497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6374499870197735497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6374499870197735497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6374499870197735497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/still-working-on-my-project.html' title='Still Working on my Project'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6235856197570420241</id><published>2010-11-20T20:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:19:05.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timmy'/><title type='text'>I'm Related to a Stinker</title><content type='html'>I went to see my brother this morning.  I took a bunch of library books with me so I would have a bunch of books to read.  He was awake when I got there a little after 10 am. He wanted to wear my coat, nothing new, so I took it off and put it on him, and zipped it up.  By the time I was done reading the third book, he was asleep.  I woke him up, and he moved over to the mat to go back to sleep.  I made him get up, so I could get my coat back.  He is a real stinker!!!!!!!!!  Going to sleep on me.  I will see him again sometime next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6235856197570420241?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6235856197570420241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6235856197570420241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6235856197570420241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6235856197570420241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-related-to-stinker.html' title='I&apos;m Related to a Stinker'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-524824102594156112</id><published>2010-11-02T20:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T20:49:16.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master&apos;s Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Working on my Master's Project</title><content type='html'>From the thirty-emails I sent out, only 10 responded back to me.  I did not ask my principal for permissions, I just told her I was going to do it.  I knew she was supporting me.  Another school and my own, I had problems sending out the email, but I was able to do so, with some help.  I gave the teachers two weeks to take my survey.  I got 19 responses, and I am pleased with that.  Last week, I emailed three teachers about setting up a time for the interview.  I need to call a couple of teachers, and I keep forgetting to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This evening, I spent a couple of hours at Akron U's library.  I went through the data of the survey, and made 7 different graphs.  The graphs are either bar or circle graphs.  I made a graph for the different grade levels being taught, the benefits and challenges of using thematic units, how many people answered certain questions.  I also started to change the verb tense from present and future to past tense.  I didn't finish that, since I had to email my prof a question.  I think I also have to rewrite certain parts, since I made a few changes after I wrote my proposal this past summer.  I am presenting my project in 4 weeks from tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-524824102594156112?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/524824102594156112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=524824102594156112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/524824102594156112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/524824102594156112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/working-on-my-masters-project.html' title='Working on my Master&apos;s Project'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-7346262904844652471</id><published>2010-10-31T18:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T18:12:09.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Respect Contract</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow morning, will talk with my kids about respect.  What does it mean?  What does it look like?  How do you show it?  ETC.  Then as a class, we will write a respect contract and they will all sign it, and I will post it up on the empty word wall, as a visual reminder for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am also planning on being tougher, not accepting talking back, disrespect, and tattling.  They act like they are in Kindergarten, when in reality they are in the sixth grade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-7346262904844652471?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7346262904844652471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=7346262904844652471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7346262904844652471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/7346262904844652471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/respect-contract.html' title='Respect Contract'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2599845932031841548</id><published>2010-10-21T19:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:02:57.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>God is on the Throne During the Good Times and Bad</title><content type='html'>The title of this post comes from a Phillips, Craig &amp; Dean song, "You Are God Alone".  That song has meant a lot to me for about 4 years.  I remember singing it at church, when I was still living in Dallas.  It means a lot to me now.  I know that what I am going through, God is on His throne.  God will be glorified in the end.  God will judge these people and they will receive the negative consequences that they have earned.  But, until then, it is hard.  I have never experienced this before.  In all of my years of teaching, I have never had anybody call me "racist".  The respect I am getting is not good.  It is affecting me, and I am hurting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2599845932031841548?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2599845932031841548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2599845932031841548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2599845932031841548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2599845932031841548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/god-is-on-throne-during-good-times-and.html' title='God is on the Throne During the Good Times and Bad'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1640515209701716201</id><published>2010-10-18T19:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:49:57.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niece'/><title type='text'>Green vs. Teal</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I went to my niece's basketball game.  It was game 3 of her season.  I didn't go to last week's games.  The first basket made was 12 minutes into the game.  Each quarter is 8 minutes long.  At half-time, the score was 2-0. My niece's team scored their first basket in the 3rd quarter.  Final score was 14-8.  Her team, scored all of their points in the third quarter.  Green lost the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Both team tried to make lots of shots, but as you can see from the score, not very many went in.  A few were close.  One thing, I noticed, is that they didn't pay too much attention to who they were passing the ball to. There were lots of steals because of this.  My niece stole the ball a couple of times, tried to make a couple of baskets, and did well, driving the ball down the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I didn't make it to any games last year.  My niece has made lots of growth in her basketball skills in the past two years.  She did make a few baskets last week.  She has one more game, that is next Monday, not sure if I will go or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1640515209701716201?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1640515209701716201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1640515209701716201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1640515209701716201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1640515209701716201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/green-vs-teal.html' title='Green vs. Teal'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1389618731949008514</id><published>2010-10-18T19:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:43:11.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><title type='text'>This Month's Port Flush</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday, October 13, I had my port flushed.  It had been 5 weeks since the last flush, and so I was concerned, wondering if I would have any problems.  I had no problems whatsoever.  Maybe that is behind me.  Afterwards, I got to see one of my buddies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1389618731949008514?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1389618731949008514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1389618731949008514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1389618731949008514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1389618731949008514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-months-port-flush.html' title='This Month&apos;s Port Flush'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-6683409178192644839</id><published>2010-10-01T21:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:27:08.255-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action research project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Starting My Action Research Project</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, in the mail, I received my letter saying I was allowed to do my action research project, with stipulations.  One, was to contact the different principals and to show the letter, I was sent, to them.  This evening, I sent 32 emails to the different elementary principals.  I will personally talk to my principal.  I explained briefly who I was, and what I am doing.  I asked each Principal's permission to contact their teachers next week, asking them to participate in my project.  Will see who responds to my email and   what kind of response I get.  Hopefully, I get a good response, then I can send out my emails to the teachers Tuesday night, while at class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-6683409178192644839?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6683409178192644839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=6683409178192644839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6683409178192644839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/6683409178192644839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/starting-my-action-research-project.html' title='Starting My Action Research Project'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-2785235941656249813</id><published>2010-09-26T19:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T19:20:06.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mammogram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyst'/><title type='text'>Anniversary and a Scare</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was September 25, which marks my NEDiversary of 3 years of being cancer free!!!!!! I had a scare about 10 days ago.  On the 16th, I had my yearly appointment for a mammogram.  A mass showed up on the pictures, and 5 days later, I was at the Breast center at the hospital for more pics and an ultrasound.  The mass was in my left breast, which I had a biopsy in the spring of 2008.  According to the ultrasound, the mass was a 4mm (millimeter) cyst filled with fluid.  They said to followup with my doctor and they would see me next year.  That is two scares in one year.  I am very thankful that I am still cancer free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-2785235941656249813?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2785235941656249813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=2785235941656249813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2785235941656249813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/2785235941656249813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/anniversary-and-scare.html' title='Anniversary and a Scare'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8229318874402817170</id><published>2010-09-19T18:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T18:56:11.092-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>It is Kinda Funny Now</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday and again this afternoon, I volunteered at &lt;a href="http://www.weathervaneplayhouse.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; helping backstage with their current show, "They Are Playing Our House".  Next weekend is the last weekend of the show.  I opened and closed the curtains, moved props, and the door.  That door is hard to move and in the dark hard to see where the door is supposed to placed at.  Last Sunday, I kinda shadowed somebody.  Today, I did my  stuff by myself.  The one time, I was supposed to move the door back, I did not get it in its right spot, and when the actor went through the door, the curtain was there, in the way.  I couldn't tell if it was in the right place or not.  Ooooops, a mistake.  Oh, well.  It wasn't funny at the time, but it kinda is now.  I haven't done backstage since high school. (That is over 20 years.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8229318874402817170?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8229318874402817170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8229318874402817170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8229318874402817170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8229318874402817170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-is-kinda-funny-now.html' title='It is Kinda Funny Now'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4011821891345524700</id><published>2010-09-10T21:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T21:48:56.240-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Still Don't Have...</title><content type='html'>...Teacher editions for social studies and part of the science, with only one TE for language.  We do have math and the cd for it.  We do have a Reading TE and one language TE.  We do have science that we are to use for the majority of the time.  Did get a social studies cd for teachers to use.  We do have our scope and sequences to use.  They are helpful, but we really do need all of our teacher resources.  They make it easier to teach.  The kids do have all of their textbooks, they go them last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4011821891345524700?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4011821891345524700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4011821891345524700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4011821891345524700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4011821891345524700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/still-dont-have.html' title='Still Don&apos;t Have...'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4746179667234734507</id><published>2010-09-01T20:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:11:56.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Today, was the first day of school.  I had 21 students show up.  I am about even with the number of boys and girls in my class.  A few that were on my list, I knew wouldn't show up, and a few more were added to my list.  We went over rules, procedures, passed out papers that had to be signed by parents, did an icebreaker, went to gym, worked on leveling colors for 100 book challenge (still have 7 more to do), and after lunch, took a math pre-test of skills.   Tomorrow, have to talk about fire drill, because we will have one tomorrow and again on Friday, and I forgot to talk about that today.  Also, hoping to start in on the academic schedule that I made, and will do work in both reading, math, science, and social studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Still don't have all of our text books and teacher editions.  Our AP, is only at the school 2-3 days a week, and she will be there tomorrow.  I think the rest of our books were supposed to have been delivered yesterday and we should hopefully get them in our classrooms by the end of Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Did this week's lesson plans today after school.  Will do next week's tomorrow after school, since I get to spend the weekend with my best friend and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Let's see how tomorrow goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4746179667234734507?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4746179667234734507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4746179667234734507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4746179667234734507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4746179667234734507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1737835536631106426</id><published>2010-08-27T20:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T20:23:16.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today, I went to a 6th grade transition training for the cluster I will be teaching in.  Oh my, Oh my!  We have to give semester exams and finals, along with 9 week assessments.  We were given a pacing guide for all four subjects.  They went over the text books, except math.  Science is the best, laid out what we will teach every day for the whole year.  The text books are thick, except for science.  The worse part, is we have no books or TEs.  I did get an email this evening, saying a few things were found at school, so I will see what they are on Monday.  The rest will be delivered by the warehouse on the day we get deliveries from the warehouse.  That makes it hard to do lesson plans for next week.  At least we do have the science stuff, so we can make copies and plans for science.  Have to give a test in math and reading/language arts to see where they are academically.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   6th grade numbers are 20 in each of the three classes.  There are two fifth grades, and they have 32 in each class.  Depending on numbers after the first three weeks, I could stay at sixth or move.  If that happens, then sixth grade will have about 30 in each class.  Need some prayer about all of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1737835536631106426?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1737835536631106426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1737835536631106426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1737835536631106426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1737835536631106426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-8014386020516603409</id><published>2010-08-25T10:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:44:36.286-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onc visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ct scan results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloodwork'/><title type='text'>CT Scans /Onc Visit</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago, I had a CT scan of my chest, abdomen, and pelvic area. I got the results yesterday when I saw my onc. The nodule in my lung has gotten a little smaller. A kidney stone in my kidney was found. (No, I have no pain whatsoever, and I have told my AP and secretary of my school, have to yet tell my principal, and I will when I see her.) I also had blood work done 3 weeks ago. My blood sugar was a a little high. I had to go back today and have blood work done, fasting for blood sugar. At first, when I was accessed, no blood return. The nurse had me sit forward, then sit back and raise my right arm. Raising my arm, got blood return. Loosing weight will lower my blood sugar level. It is hard to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next CT scan is February 21, and I already have the yucky stuff at home. I am scheduled for a port flush clear into February. I had to move my dentist appointment that was scheduled for February 21 into March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-8014386020516603409?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8014386020516603409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=8014386020516603409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8014386020516603409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/8014386020516603409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/ct-scans-onc-visit.html' title='CT Scans /Onc Visit'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1592728613381128509</id><published>2010-08-23T17:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T17:25:36.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Got back yesterday from a week long vacation with my family.  We first stopped in St. Louis, MO.  We went up into the Arch.  We took a tram ride up and looked out the windows and took pics.  The tram cars are very small, sit 5 people in them.  You can see Busch Stadium, where the Cardinals play  and the other way, can see where the Rams play.  Nice views.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Came down the other side, and went through the museum on the westward expansion.  After, we left the arch, we went on a tour to see how Budweiser beer is made.  Got to see the Clydesdale horses.  The tour is free, and afterwards, those who drink were able to get to free samples of beer, otherwise there was Pepsi products and pretzels to have.  That was an interesting tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Drove down to Branson for the week.  We saw three shows, Buck 'n Boards, Cat's Pajamas, and the Baldknobbers, and rode the Ducks.  They were all good shows.  Both my mom and my niece drove the Duck while we were in the lake.  The Duck is an old vehicle from WWII that drives on the road and can go into the water.  We also got duck whistles.  We were in the pool basically every day.  There were a couple of days I didn't go in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On Friday, I went to the Hollywood Wax Museum and Toy Museum by myself.  We left Saturday, and stopped in Mansfield, MO, so I could tour the Laura Ingalls Wilder home and museum.  I saw where she wrote her books.  Did you know, she didn't start writing her books til she was 65 years old?  She was only 4 ft and 11 inches tall, and Almanzo was only 5 ft, 4 inches tall.  They slept in separate beds.  Not all of the pics are on the computer.  It was hot all last week.  I mean TX hot!  That means I was able to feel the heat, that is how high the humidity was.  It reached 100 degrees at times.  It was an enjoyable week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1592728613381128509?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1592728613381128509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1592728613381128509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1592728613381128509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1592728613381128509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-592261867651347516</id><published>2010-08-11T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:13:31.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CT Scan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Still Don't Know....</title><content type='html'>I met my team partners this afternoon. We still do not know how the district wants 6th grade to be at the elementary level. They haven't said if we, the teachers, can decide, or if the district will give mandates about it. The kids start back three weeks from today (September 1). We need to make plans on what we are going to do. We have no textbooks yet. We hope to know soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working in my room tomorrow afternoon. I will work on my bulletin boards. I can't do them all, until I know what subjects I will be teaching. I think we will switch in some way, but not too sure how. We will talk some more tomorrow about things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I had a CT Scan this morning. I started at the Cancer center, so they could access my port, just in case I needed the clot buster drug. I didn't need it at all. Good blood return. I haven't needed the clot buster drug since the last CT scan, back in April. They even took me early. I was scheduled for 10:40 and they took me about 10 and I was done by 10:30. That was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned in my paperwork for my application for graduation, which is in May from grad school. I also turned in my application for doing my Master's project in the district I teach in. I do hope they okay it. I won't know for about 6 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-592261867651347516?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/592261867651347516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=592261867651347516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/592261867651347516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/592261867651347516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-dont-know.html' title='Still Don&apos;t Know....'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-223840377763102872</id><published>2010-08-07T19:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T19:40:11.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>Going to Meet....</title><content type='html'>Next week, I get to meet my team partners for this coming school year.  I will meet them Wednesday or Thursday afternoon.  We have things to talk about.  I am looking forward to it.  The last time I taught 6th grade was a decade ago.  I have subbed at that grade level since then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This afternoon, I saw my cousin perform in Suessical: The Musical.  It was a good show.  At times, it was difficult to hear the actors speaking or singing.  Our seats were right up front, in the front row to the left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-223840377763102872?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/223840377763102872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=223840377763102872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/223840377763102872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/223840377763102872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-to-meet.html' title='Going to Meet....'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-900936470133740894</id><published>2010-08-04T15:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:01:31.975-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='port'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloodwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white blood count'/><title type='text'>Blood Draw and Port Flush</title><content type='html'>This morning, I had an appointment to have blood drawn and my month port flush.  (Next week, I am getting a CT Scan.) The nurse did not have orders for the blood draw in my file, and I left the orders I had, were left on the refrigerator at home.  But she did it anyway with out the orders. When my port was accessed, the nurse got good blood return.  No clot buster drug was needed.  I waited for the blood counts to be done, and my white blood count had slightly dropped. It is at 4.0.  The last time I saw the counts, I think my white blood count was at 4.3.  4.0 is still good.  It is on the high end of the being low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-900936470133740894?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/900936470133740894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=900936470133740894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/900936470133740894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/900936470133740894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/blood-draw-and-port-flush.html' title='Blood Draw and Port Flush'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-3891955347634435070</id><published>2010-08-04T15:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:54:04.708-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>Science Network</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFCjQIPsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ANiNZYmtxn4/s1600/P8020232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFCjQIPsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ANiNZYmtxn4/s320/P8020232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645067423071938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFCYUrynI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/5A4NPHhH6AQ/s1600/P8020265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFCYUrynI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/5A4NPHhH6AQ/s320/P8020265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645064489388658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFB64UK4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ch9IZ6EvGw8/s1600/P8040127_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFB64UK4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ch9IZ6EvGw8/s320/P8040127_23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645056585771906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFBRky5LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/oQaoYYRxvmk/s1600/P8040114_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFBRky5LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/oQaoYYRxvmk/s320/P8040114_11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645045498045618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFA8RUDQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/CIcXZizo0_o/s1600/P8040118_18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFA8RUDQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/CIcXZizo0_o/s320/P8040118_18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645039779187970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This week, I am doing a week long science staff development that any of the teachers who teach science, in my district, could take.  Yesterday, we went on a green print tour of Akron.  Today, we were at the Akron Zoo.   I went to the zoo Monday afternoon, cause Monday and yesterday were community days for where I live.  I took pics both days.  Today, I rode the carousel, and I rode the panda, since that is my favorite animal.  The zoo has two kids of lemurs, sloth bears, tigers, lion, Humboldt penguins, flamingos, red panda, tortoises, jellyfish, to name some of the animals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-3891955347634435070?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3891955347634435070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=3891955347634435070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3891955347634435070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/3891955347634435070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/science-network.html' title='Science Network'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFnFCjQIPsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ANiNZYmtxn4/s72-c/P8020232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-5942617324302901900</id><published>2010-07-30T19:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T19:30:25.931-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>First Visit</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I went over to my school to meet the principal and to see my classroom.  I had a nice visit with the principal and received a tour of the school.  I have subbed there before.  My classroom is up on the third floor.  Only fifth and sixth grade is on the third floor.  The art room and the LRC is up there, as well.  My room is smaller than last year's room.  The back wall has computers, of which they do need to be check to see if they work.  One will become mine, since I will be doing attendance and such on the computer every day, and need access to it at all times.  I have lots of bulletin boards.  I had very little wall space last year, so this year I have more to play with.  There are 32 student desks in my room, but no teacher desk. Don't know yet, how many students I will have. There are no shelves and very little storage space.  Will have to figure that out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Once I meet my team members will know if I will be self-contained or departmentalized.  One of my co-workers, who teaches third grade, was my fourth grade teacher.  That is so cool!!!!  I plan to work in my room before I go on vacation and after I get back.  I would like to have my room ready to go before August 30.  That is the day teachers report back.  I have asked my mom to help me work in my room, and she said that she will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-5942617324302901900?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5942617324302901900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=5942617324302901900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5942617324302901900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5942617324302901900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-visit.html' title='First Visit'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-612554071791793363</id><published>2010-07-29T16:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T16:08:25.258-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>I got the mail this afternoon, and there was an envelope from the school district I am employed at.  There were two sheets of paper in the envelope.  I read them out of order.  I am not getting laid off!!!!!!!!!!   I have been placed at one of the elementary schools to teach 6th grade.  I do not know if I will be self-contained or departmentalized.  I will not know until I can talk and meet with the principal.  One of my new co-workers was my 4th grade teacher.  That is so cool.  I have subbed before for her.  I am excited for the new school year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-612554071791793363?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/612554071791793363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=612554071791793363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/612554071791793363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/612554071791793363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-4660103443344891976</id><published>2010-07-24T16:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T16:29:12.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Celebrating my Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM10FecYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/zkJg_Cc4AJU/s1600/P7230118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM10FecYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/zkJg_Cc4AJU/s320/P7230118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497572257534210434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM1MNby1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/kCSq-j6r9nM/s1600/P7230124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM1MNby1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/kCSq-j6r9nM/s320/P7230124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497572246830173010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM0spN7bI/AAAAAAAAAZI/pJaYJ65ZNgA/s1600/P7230135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM0spN7bI/AAAAAAAAAZI/pJaYJ65ZNgA/s320/P7230135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497572238356770226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM0Pcu6EI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DHAzISmQz_Q/s1600/P7230143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM0Pcu6EI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DHAzISmQz_Q/s320/P7230143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497572230519777346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow is my 39th birthday.  Tomorrow my sis and my niece are coming over to help me celebrate my birthday.  I will see my brother Monday morning and get birthday hugs from him.  Its been a few weeks since I've seen him.  I got books from the library to read to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Last night, I was hoping to go to the Indians game, glad we didn't.  Way too hot! and rain delays, but they ended up winning!   Instead, sis, niece, and friends from church met me at Pizza Hut for supper, and then just down the road went bowling afterwards.  We had some fun.  I bowled a 98 in the first game, and a 66  in the second game.  I had way too many gutter balls in the second game.  In my lane, were 3 guys, and none of them bowled a turkey (3 strikes in a row).  My sis had good frames, when my niece wasn't paying attention to her mom bowling.  16 people bowled in 4 lanes.  We all bowled 2 games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-4660103443344891976?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4660103443344891976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=4660103443344891976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4660103443344891976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/4660103443344891976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/celebrating-my-birthday.html' title='Celebrating my Birthday'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TEtM10FecYI/AAAAAAAAAZY/zkJg_Cc4AJU/s72-c/P7230118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-5022833949065813721</id><published>2010-07-20T20:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:24:23.752-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master&apos;s Project'/><title type='text'>Master's Project Proposal</title><content type='html'>I finished my proposal this afternoon!  So good to have it done.  I also created my power point for tomorrow's presentation.  There is a couple parts of the methodology that is no complete and won't be until I find out which school(s) I will be doing my case study at.  The teachers involved are basically on a volunteer basis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A week ago yesterday, I was so overwhelmed with this whole thing.  Looking for references frustrated me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I still have to fill out the application to the school district, I teach in, to get permission to do this research study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My action research study is on thematic units.  Teacher views and perceptions on thematic units.  How are thematic units designed and implemented in the classroom.  I want to interview and observe two teachers who will be using thematic units this fall.  I am hoping my two teachers will be a primary and an intermediate teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-5022833949065813721?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5022833949065813721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=5022833949065813721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5022833949065813721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/5022833949065813721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/masters-project-proposal.html' title='Master&apos;s Project Proposal'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29143789.post-1931606918628732166</id><published>2010-07-09T16:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:50:49.383-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job interview'/><title type='text'>Today's Interview</title><content type='html'>I will not know till next month, whether I will be laid off, or if I have a job.  I got a letter last week, about an opening at one of the schools in my district, so I called saying I was qualified and was interested in interviewing for it.  I got the call Tuesday afternoon for when and where the interview would be. The interview was at 8:45 am this morning.  I had class at 10 am.  I got to the Board of Ed building, went to where I was told to go and I waited and waited.  They moved the place of the interview and nobody told me, until somebody came downstairs and told me so.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    I interviewed for a 7th grade math/science position.  I had to teach a lesson and also answered some some questions.  I chose to teach my lesson on the water cycle.  I found out that the shoes to be filled are very big.  Basically, the new teacher would be writing the science curriculum and working very closely with the science department person and the 8th science teacher.  God's will to be done.  It went okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I have taught this grade, but still it would be out of my comfort zone.  My mom complained at times of my hours this past school year.  If I got the job, my hours would be worse.  Will see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29143789-1931606918628732166?l=steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1931606918628732166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29143789&amp;postID=1931606918628732166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1931606918628732166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29143789/posts/default/1931606918628732166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steppingintomythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/todays-interview.html' title='Today&apos;s Interview'/><author><name>teacherpanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14881311969720437564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVdECaJ_ySM/TFtOE3zIrHI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mmW9PKxkvUQ/S220/P7250110.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
