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Retired teacher living in East Tennessee, adjusting to life in the land of round door knobs. Photographer for our local animal shelter and foster of many dogs and kitties. Don't ask me how many dogs I have, but my son got me one of those "I'm the crazy dog lady" sweatshirts.

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Sunday, January 20, 2008

Thanks, Mark


Thanks to Mark for taking some good photos of Jim and me together. Usually, I'm behind the camera and OUT of the picture. Anyway, it's nice to have updated images of both of us together. We also had some good laughs. Besides the sites, we shared the Mexican fireman joke and watched the Achmed the Dead Terrorist and the One Semester of Spanish Spanish Love Song videos. It's sharing things like these that bring people closer together. : )) I will also pay closer attention to the infrastructure around me. Have a safe trip home, Mark!

More Time with Mark

Day 2 of Mark's trip we had lunch at our favorite Greek restaurant . . . the place where they know our name and bring us our drinks without having to ask. We've been there so often that Jim always orders Bifteki a la Jim, his own variation of what is on the menu. After lunch, we drove up the hill to Burg Lichtenberg and walked around the castle complex for a half hour before heading to the airport and seeing Mark off back to London and environs.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Marking time

Jim's cousin Sue's husband Mark found time to spend the weekend with us. He's been doing consulting week in London. We took him to Trier today, the oldest, and our favorite, German city, for a peek at Constantine's Basilica, Roman ruins, the Dom (cathedral) and the Porta Nigra. We had a nice lunch at the Ratskeller in Trier. I helped Mark set up his new blog. So, now he will be able to share with friends and family his adventures in the UK and wherever else he goes in the grand adventure we all like to call LIFE!

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Grindystone Nose Time

The wheel has turned and now it's time to get back to work. I resisted going in during the winter break, and so the pile of ungraded papers is still there on my desk lying in wait for me, cackling evilly. It's not that I don't like my job, but it is work, after all. If it were play, they wouldn't pay me.