tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897533775525935012012-02-18T16:57:38.582-08:00It's Ray grrrr! With a hard G. That's me.michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.comBlogger1631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-11335094238321790172012-02-18T16:57:00.000-08:002012-02-18T16:57:38.721-08:00

In the words of Trisha Yearwood, Some days are better than others...I've gotten to have such a potty mouth since I've been here. I just get so frustrated with all of the things I want to do, but can't just do. Thank God for cheap wine and good company!

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-47338067656390543632012-02-12T10:31:00.000-08:002012-02-12T10:31:26.488-08:00

the lack of fresh produce not being able to go grab a cappuccino not being able to go grab anything - not having a car and all empty gas pumps dirty feet the smell of burning garbage roosters crowing  dogs fighting/getting hit by cars and rocks

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Literally, hugs and kisses to all of you who have, through thick and thin, supported me in even the smallest measure. And praise be to the Lord Almighty without whom I would be nothing!  I am in absolute awe of the miracles I have been a part of. I will, for the rest of my life, look back on my experience in Haiti and know, unequivicably, that this is where the rubber meets the ashpalt,

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Okay, so the first step in recovery is to admit you have a problem. The thing I hate about admitting I have a problem is that it often time lets others off the hook, when they are clearly in part to blame. There's nothing worse than facing your short-comings, admitting you are to blame, apologizing to someone for your errors in judgement, laying it all out, and then the rat bastards just go, "Ok,

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Once, when I was stationed in North Carolina, one week a month I was made to go on guard duty. While on guard duty, we had to stay at the guard shack to act as a reactionary force in case there was any kind of trouble that required a ready force. Also, the station was divided into 15 posts, and each guard had to stand a post for a four hour period every 12 hours. While on guard, each Marine was

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I am abundantly clear on the idea that it isn't fair, or just to lump people together based on only a few factors. I have always tried to be as open in my thinking as possible. I am the type of person that prefers to be loved for who I am, not what I am and so this is how I try to view the world.  So quit trying your hardest to live up to the stereotypes I am trying not to buy into. You aren't

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-67616899895339339322012-01-03T12:41:00.000-08:002012-01-03T12:42:03.921-08:00

Oy! Right then. This explains everything!

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WORK ETHIC - I know, it doesn't seem like much to you. But in reality, it is nearly everything. A man is only as good as his words - these two in particular. This is a foreign concept for most people. I'm not sure what the world is coming to, but if the percentage of employable persons that are actually conscientious of the meaning of these words is any indication, we might well expect something

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-83519163114380380622011-11-30T06:18:00.001-08:002011-11-30T06:20:17.655-08:00

So he never showed up yesterday. When my director called him, he bitched and complained that he is being harassed! Wait. You get paid a large sum of money to do something for me and when I try to get you to actually do it, you complain that I'm harassing you? Hmmmm, I'm confused. Didn't you say that you were going to do all of this work for me in exchange for the large sum of money? And didn't

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-68880692805777619322011-11-29T07:53:00.001-08:002011-11-29T08:36:02.174-08:00

Remember that commercial for Heinz Ketchup where they used the Anticipation song and you had to watch while the ketchup moved like molasses out of the bottle? That's what it's like getting nearly anything done in Haiti. I'm posting this here because this is my Rant and Rave page and I don't want to put it on the other.  It seems like everything we try do do here is a matter of one step forward

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-67871333574365714422011-10-19T06:39:00.000-07:002012-01-03T12:42:15.341-08:00

okay, so this one isn't exactly a wisdom, but for anyone that knows my family, you will admit that it is perfectly apropos!

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-2463148355565997972011-10-14T07:10:00.000-07:002011-10-14T07:10:08.589-07:00

This trailer is almost 9 minutes long but worth the time. http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=8__GFHYkdZo

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And in the case that you don't accept that this is my philosophy, well then, I revert to the old Marine Corps toast: Here's to you and here's to me and if we ever disagree, here's to me and @#$% you! Peace, love and applesauce!

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-61945485503449619752011-10-11T06:07:00.000-07:002011-10-11T06:07:58.205-07:00

I choose...to live by choice, not chance; to make changes, not excuses;to be motivated; not manipulated;to be useful, not used;to excel, not compete;I choose self esteem, not self pity,I choose to listen to my inner voice,not the random opinion of others.

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-19619922242178295762011-07-28T15:57:00.000-07:002011-07-28T15:57:31.858-07:00

I heard a speaker say that sleep is the preparation for the next day and so if we are having negative feelings before we go to sleep, we will generate that negative vibe into our new day. I think I did that. So after my dinner digests, I will be working on improving my attitude and mood for the rest of the evening. Hope tomorrow goes better.

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-47499065156680314282011-07-27T19:14:00.000-07:002011-07-27T19:14:04.878-07:00

crappy days, i has it

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-55331104150627504582011-07-21T09:09:00.000-07:002011-07-21T09:09:07.356-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=oKvLd_XxFuw

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If you're my friend on Facebook, you should be able to see this photo album...if not, I'll try to post some of these shots here. Needless to say, we had a spectacular time! Just wish I hadn't waited til I was in my 40s to try this! https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2284851240365.140694.1221401296&l=44e350b002 (okay, I've apparently forgotten how to post links to my blog and blogger

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-32510579275989986902011-06-15T22:50:00.000-07:002011-06-15T22:51:09.949-07:00

Follow me here: http://micheleisinhaiti.blogspot.com/

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-61327643686399584342011-06-09T20:53:00.000-07:002011-06-09T20:59:31.698-07:00

So, I am now counting down the hours til my first departure for Haiti. I am leaving Saturday morning and coming back Monday night. I can't wait!!!I picked up a book in Lansing at a cute little shop that explains everything you ever wanted to know about Michigan. I plan to bring it with me to demonstrate to the children where I come from. I picked up my passport Wednesday. I'm all set to go.

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-65656780397336822802011-06-05T11:52:00.000-07:002011-06-05T12:20:58.775-07:00

It seems like it has been ages since I've had an opportunity to write for fun. I have finally finished school - finished with a 4.0 and most distinguished graduate honors - even got to give the commencement speech. It was an exciting night. My grandma was there along with my children and closest friends. I was interviewed for the local paper, too! My 15 minutes of fame were the highlight of my

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So, I've been so swamped with school I haven't really had time for anything! But the payoff has been sweet.I just received notice today that I have been selected as most Distinguished Graduate and will speak at my commencements. I am so super stoked. I've got the next week off of school which I hope to use to get a little ahead on my school work and give myself some breathing room.Stay tuned for

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-7127135091403514842011-02-12T10:33:00.000-08:002011-02-12T10:45:00.064-08:00

For the past week and a half I have been having some trouble sleeping. I am coming up on the midpoint of my last semester of school. We have a new person in my department at work. My son is having a hard time accepting that he has to make grown-up decisions. My knee is falling apart. And now I've had to make the hard decision to put my faithful companion of 15 years down and soon. So this morning

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-54052118624544319792011-01-17T10:25:00.000-08:002011-01-17T11:08:45.902-08:00

So, anybody that knows me knows that I'm not a big proponent of taking pills to fix what ails me. It's not that I don't believe in it. There are those times when I have overdone it at the gym or tweaked my back or something of that nature and I bow to the pharmacological gods in the form of a Naproxen or two or three. And I faithfully take my Claritin every day. (yes, I've tried all the

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-88411881762925093622011-01-09T18:20:00.000-08:002011-01-09T18:37:17.123-08:00

I'm not sure what this next semester holds for me...but I'm going to try really hard to post more frequently.So here's the first movie review of the year - stay tuned for more:Love and Other DrugsMaggie has Parkinson's and Jamie is a philandering ne'er-do-well. Somehow the two of them make it work. All thru the movie I kept waiting for the words, "you...complete me". So, at it's worst it was

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-49449531300862831302011-01-09T17:24:00.000-08:002011-01-09T17:31:11.348-08:00

I'm tired of Comcast boasting record breaking speeds, yet my streaming video gets disrupted a bazillion times.I'm tired of my kid telling me he didn't mess anything up, yet after he stayed at my townhouse for a sum total of 14 hours my wireless router no longer recognizes my Internet connection.I'm tired of my laptop screen going black for no reason. I'm tired of people who feel the need to

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-47175762734694467522011-01-07T09:06:00.000-08:002011-01-07T09:10:45.918-08:00

Well, I just realized I've been checking in here every few days to peak at my blog roll updates but haven't posted in a while. Don't get too excited. I'm not about to now. I just wanted to say hi! I'm starting classes on Monday - my last semester and then I'll hold an Associates of Business with a concentration in Marketing. I'm getting pretty good at this stuff so far. I have a GPA of 3.95 so

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-79375781609635267882010-12-14T12:39:00.000-08:002010-12-14T16:24:14.078-08:00

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-15793664659890316582010-12-02T20:01:00.000-08:002010-12-02T20:08:42.171-08:00

This will be a quick and dirty post because I just don't have the time or energy to convey this in a witty manner, but here goes:Today I was a volunteer bell ringer for the Salvation Army. Our organization volunteers to do this every year as a way of giving back to the community and supporting one of our member organizations. It is often a very rewarding way to give. It only takes one hour of my

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-76483987593816101442010-11-25T20:29:00.000-08:002010-11-25T20:30:57.333-08:00

Well, now, at least my waistband is feeling it! Nice to spend a day with an adopted family. Great food, great company, now food coma. Thanks to the Baker family for letting me a part of their traditions.

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not feeling it.

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-46886881090186414712010-11-15T11:11:00.000-08:002010-11-15T11:36:53.774-08:00

So, in the midst of my despair, the Eternal one threw me a curve ball, distracting me from the dark place I was looking forward to hiding in for the weekend. My poor, dear kitty, who has an affinity for swallowing plastics of any kind, including the wrappers to my lady products, suffered a terrible and debilitating stomach sickness beginning Saturday afternoon. Shortly after I returned from my

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-36013330897618524822010-11-12T19:38:00.000-08:002010-11-12T19:46:01.776-08:00

32 years ago my mom left this world. I still cry like it was yesterday. I hear people tell grieving family members and friends that in time, their grief will subside and they will be able to go on with their lives. I don't think that is always the case. I know it hasn't always been for me. For me, the day to day activities of life have only been a means to distract myself from how awfully alone I

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-6992648137841127392010-11-01T16:59:00.000-07:002010-11-01T17:10:35.472-07:00

It's been a year since my baby sister took her last breath in this life. I still cry at least once a day. I've been in this state of barely hanging on for so long now that it's hard to breath easy when I'm not. I know I am supposed to be grateful for what I have instead of disappointed for what I have not, but that is so much easier said than done. I have been blessed with two beautiful,

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-43451710328241696882010-10-13T18:34:00.000-07:002010-10-13T18:35:53.831-07:00

I know I owe a post or two, but it's finals week and I'm hip deep in projects that are really sucking all my creative juices. Also, we have a lot of events this month, so there's that!Check back next week for an update, hopefully. New classes start on Monday so we'll have to see what kind of workload they bring!

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-51418910882403297712010-10-04T18:35:00.000-07:002010-10-04T19:06:34.288-07:00

So, Wednesday marks 41 times around the sun for me. Big whoop. I'm really not afraid of that number. I'm not angry about the stiffness in my joints every morning. I'm not resentful of the fact that I have to squint a little to read the Sunday crossword. I'm not even upset about the handful of white hairs that have suddenly popped up around my hairline. I'm not a vain person. I have always

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-55552011844527316252010-10-03T08:23:00.001-07:002010-10-03T08:34:57.426-07:00

Okay, So I know this isn't as tragic as I make it out to be, but this morning when I went to put jam on my pancakes (weird, I know, but stay with me) I noticed it smelled a little funny. So I thought I'd look to see if it had an expiration date. It did. It was Last month. I almost cried. The lonely hearts out their will understand my grief. I swear, it never occurred to me before that moment that

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-81683679524785008222010-10-01T11:47:00.000-07:002010-10-01T12:03:18.504-07:00

So, I've been looking for meaningful work for going on some 20 months now, and the really depressing thing is, I'm nowhere closer to an interview now, than I was then!I've got until May before I finish school to get a degree that wont even qualify me for the job I have now and no money to continue my education after that. Please, oh please, oh please universe, throw me a rope or something. Then

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-67749549765535049002010-09-30T15:25:00.000-07:002010-09-30T15:42:18.879-07:00

So, my days are getting increasingly more crappy. I seem to fall apart over the littlest things anymore. I've done more crying this past month than I did the previous few years put together. I know I'm getting close to a breaking point and I try each day to find at least one thing to keep me going. So, today, just as I was about to fall apart, I happened upon a woman in my Kroger store's frozen

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-63290827287353755922010-09-16T18:11:00.001-07:002010-09-16T18:14:24.299-07:00

If you could get a job doing anything anywhere, what would it be? I would be teaching english and bible school in a foreign country. In a perfect world, I would be able to find a way to do this without the 7 years of school it would require for the degrees necessary to get one of these positions.Any ideas?

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-12307062637407349912010-09-08T20:28:00.001-07:002010-09-08T20:31:05.654-07:00

FGOs (Effing Growth Opportunities) Saw this acronym on a post on one of the blogs I follow - gonna adopt it into my vernacular, I think. It aptly describes the last 10 years of my life. Wait, who am I kidding? It describes the last 41 years of my life~!

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-35455950741524661882010-09-08T20:03:00.001-07:002010-09-08T20:09:14.195-07:00

So, lately I've been playing around aLOT with You tube and google videos. It's amazing the amount of stuff that is out there. I was in one of the discussion forums for one of my online classes and the discussion led me to comment about an old drive-in that used to be located in my hometown. Right away I had to go to YouTube and look for a video of the old drive in concession bumper. I was blown

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-57827924297978891002010-09-07T15:11:00.001-07:002010-09-07T16:01:17.749-07:00

Well, there are a few things I'd like to say to a few people that just wouldn't be prudent at this time. So, I'm going to say them to myself.Here goes:*You really piss me off when you walk around here like little miss oh I'm so special and you're sweet to everyone but me. Get over it. I hurt your feelings. I said I'm sorry. Pull up your big girl panties and get on with life.*I really can't figure

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-40670727464921642452010-08-23T07:15:00.000-07:002010-08-23T07:29:20.533-07:00

So I keep hearing (reading) all these complaints from posters that they're tired of the twitter affect on FB. They feel that people shouldn't post everything that pops into their head. But spontaneous disclosure is what social media is all about, isn't it? If we only posted an occasional update, that would get boring pretty quickly! On the other hand, there are a few of the "friends" on my wall

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-77863965744425839702010-08-21T21:44:00.000-07:002010-08-21T21:47:35.555-07:00

An actual Rage for a change:I'm so tired of being the one everyone can count on. Why do I feel the compelling need to always come thru for others when noone feels compelled to be that for me? I have had it with trying to plan and put things together for everyone else, and then when I expect something to go my way, well. See what I get for expecting? Nothing, usually!That's all I have to say about

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-1096755464261597732010-08-14T14:11:00.000-07:002010-08-14T14:23:11.447-07:00

I saw this cute movie the other day called TiMer. The premise of the story is that people can go to this electonics company and have a timer implanted on their wrist. The timer will countdown the exact hours, minutes, and seconds until you can expect to meet your soul mate. Only the timer doesn't activate until your souldmate has a timer installed also. The idea got me thinking, my luck is so

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-64496519503057949642010-08-10T17:18:00.000-07:002010-08-10T17:45:25.678-07:00

Yes, well, after all this time, you think I would get it. I've heard this so many times you would think it would be second nature. Yet after I've taken action to correct a wrong done to me I continue to brood over the fact of the initial wrong-doing instead of being satisfied with the ultimate outcome! What's the matter with me? So tonight I had a conversation with my friend, the psychic. I don't

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-79272811871379976512010-07-02T20:22:00.000-07:002010-08-14T14:41:08.123-07:00

So, one of the "perks" of my job is that I spend a lot of time networking at events that usually include some of the heavy hitters in our local communities. Particularly, of late, we have had a lot of engagements and office visits with the local sheriff, who is currently running for the first ever County Executive office in our county. He is, without a doubt, one of the most recognizable faces in

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-90948824661965422782010-06-10T18:52:00.000-07:002010-08-14T15:16:59.782-07:00

So, I called Miss Sally this morning and when she answered the phone I chimed "Happy Anniversary!""Who's Anniversary is it?" she replied."Um," I paused, waiting for her to catch on. "It's June 10th, Grama." "June 10th," she mused. "Who's Anniversary is June 10th?""Um, Grama, it's June 10th, Happy Anniversary." I deadpanned, hoping it would dawn on her so I wouldn't have to say it.Silence on the

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Burning the midnight oil bears a hefty price tag. This has been an hulascious semester. When I get home from work I just want to take a nap and next thing I know, I'm sleeping thru the night. I'm looking forward to resting on Memorial Weekend and hoping that by then I'll have recovered and be ready to roar thru the last 3 weeks of my semester break.Hopefully by then, I'll have the motivation to

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School will be out soon and I CAN'T WAIT! I have 4 mrkt classes left, 3 IT classes left, 3 econ classes left and 6 Engl Comp 2 classes left. After that I'll have 5 weeks before my summer classes start. I am so looking forward to the respite. I think I might take a weekend and go somewhere in the RV. Got any ideas for a 3 day weekend?

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-21972915178227482762010-04-18T22:09:00.000-07:002010-04-18T22:11:41.865-07:00

Most of Emily Dickinson’s poems champion the importance of the individual over that of the group. She seemed to have had an immense disdain for those who blithely followed the conventions of society with little thought of their own. The reclusive life she preferred for herself was greatly reflected in her works. She disagreed with her family’s views of culture and religion leading her toward

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-52902654030177600092010-03-16T20:35:00.000-07:002010-04-19T11:50:17.670-07:00

So I had a psychic reading today. It wasn't at all what I expected. I have always been open minded about the mystical gifts, but also have always been very skeptical of those that perpetrate deceptions in the name of those gifts. I was fully prepared to hear a lot of leading questions and was fully prepared to answer them in the vaguest manner possible.I was pleasantly surprised.Although she said

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Okay, I know I still owe you a copy of my hate language essay, and as soon as I locate it I WILL post...but this one I wrote in about an hour and 20 minutes and I'm particularly proud of it. If you'd like to read the short story that it is based upon, you can check it out at the link below:http://cai.ucdavis.edu/gender/thelesson.html (you'll have to copy and paste to your browser - apparently

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-39599637477803615162010-02-03T17:48:00.000-08:002010-02-03T17:51:23.176-08:00

in TV and in the movies, law enforcement people always reach in their pocket and retrieve just one single business card at a time...and always with just two fingers? How cool do you have to be to only carry one business card at a time and never in a card holder?

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I'm supposed to be writing my first essay for Engl Comp 2 on Toni Cade Bambara's short story, "The Lesson". It's supposed to be a thematic analysis based around the general theme of innocence vs experience. The idea is that we somehow relate this to the idea of economic disparity between the population that lived in teh projects of the Bronx vs the Manhattenites in the late 60's. Also the theme

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-16927985581867597092010-01-29T21:23:00.000-08:002010-04-19T11:54:40.602-07:00

I'm so tired! I have to take these student success seminars for an extra 10 points toward my econ class...so the first one was time management. We had to do this exercise where we calculate the amount of time we spend on each of our daily tasks to determine how much time we have to study. According to what I proposed, I wanted to study approx 14 to 15 hours per week. All things accounted for, I

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So 2010 is looking an awful lot like 2009. And let's all agree that 2009 was just awful! So what can be done about it? I wake up every day and think to myself...self, this is the day we are going to be wowed by humanity and our faith will be restored! And sadly, every night I put my head on the pillow and pray, "Please God, let me say good bye to today and may tomorrow be better."Don't get me

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-41482030471783498012009-12-27T18:25:00.000-08:002009-12-27T18:38:39.822-08:00

I must admit, it didn't occur to me until this afternoon that this Friday marks 10 years since the big Y2K panic. Reflecting back, it has been an exhausting 10 years. My life is in such a different place from where I thought I'd be 10 years later on.I recall the absolutely unfounded panic. The mission of my old unit. The grueling night shifts at DuPont. The exasperatingly long hours of home

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-71962645788464069222009-12-21T20:10:00.000-08:002009-12-21T20:31:19.059-08:00

So I'm off of school for a few weeks and as of Wed will be off of work for a week and a half and next week my super awesome uncle is flying me to Vegas for New Years Eve. I am so looking forward to this. I feel like I have lost so much this year, I think I really really deserve some fun time. Let's review: I lost the job that told me who I was. I am in the process of losing my house. I lost my

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Here's what I don't get...if it really is the thought that counts, and not the actual gift...what the heck is everyone doing driving themselves into debt to buy all this crap for their kids, their families and their friends? How did we go from celebrating the birth of our savior to this commercialized orgy of materialism? I've decided to cancel Xmas this year. Other than celebrating the prayerful

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No, it's not a typo...today is the day I go see the lawyers about trying to save my house from foreclosure. On the one hand, if I let the house go, I'll be able to stretch my minuscule income further and possibly sock a little away for the future. I'd be able to get a better car. I wouldn't have to worry about all the maintenance and upkeep of this place. On the other hand, If I let it go, I let

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So, last Wednesday, my English Comp class was divided into groups of 4 students each and we were tasked with reading one another's essays and "proofing" them. We were asked to evaluate the essays based on 7 criteria the instructor posted on the board for us to review. Not too difficult, I should think. Then I read the first one. All I can say is...Oy to the Vay! (insert face palm here) I was once

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-77263852133809383192009-09-22T13:29:00.000-07:002009-09-22T13:31:06.713-07:00

This is just a post to say that I have at least 5 posts stored up in my head and no time to lay them out...I need a secretary!

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-2665696198648016642009-09-14T08:58:00.000-07:002009-09-14T09:27:18.574-07:00

Bill of RightsAmendment ICongress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.So, I am in the car with my BFF (best friend forever) and we are on our way to her middle son's first

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-63962728879879090942009-07-07T19:33:00.000-07:002009-07-07T20:35:17.117-07:00

Okay, so you know that look you give to the sweet-faced little "mentally challenged" girl when she coyly turns her cherubic face to you, bats her eyelashes, grins and waves? You know the one...the one that says, "Awe, what a cute little retarded girl. Isn't she precious?" (yes, I realize that is not very PC, but we all think it anyway!) Yeah, well, I got that look three times today. What's up

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-61159634728850155892009-07-02T17:15:00.000-07:002009-07-02T17:40:33.085-07:00

I want to know who made up the rule that blood is thicker than water? I mean, really? Why is it that we feel this unrealistic sense of obligation to people for whom our greatest commanality is often times only DNA? Why is it okay for the ones we love to be so agregiously awful to us? Who says it's okay for these people to hurt us just because we're their loved ones? I mean, really?Recently I was

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I'm not really sure what reconciliation feels or looks like, but I'd say I came pretty close today. Normally I don't attend the little kiddy parties in my family, but my cousin gave my son a very generous gift a couple weeks ago at his grad party. Feeling rather obligated, I went to her little girl's birthday party. I expected the usual, a few aunts and uncles, a few cousins, and a half dozen or

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-64179480917792256612009-06-05T15:51:00.000-07:002009-06-05T16:15:43.372-07:00

So, I hate shopping anyways. I know, how un-womanly of my, wtfe! I really hate it. My idea of a great shopping trip would be to not go...if I could order everything I ever needed in life online (at the best bargain basement price) and have it delivered, I would. It's not that I don't like browsing through the aisles, window shopping, or driving from place to place, (although, with traffic getting

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-51944087549844603852009-05-22T17:52:00.001-07:002009-05-22T17:53:54.364-07:00

The Baaaa Studs present:Wonder what PETA would have to say about that! lolFound this over at:http://listoftheday.blogspot.com/

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-23412219335631000512009-05-17T11:58:00.000-07:002009-05-17T12:03:13.851-07:00

Pronunciation Poem(best if read outloud)I take it you already knowof tough and bough and cough and dough?Others may stumble, but not you,on hiccough, thorough, laugh and through.Well done! And now you wish, perhaps,to learn of less familiar traps?Beware of heard, a dreadful word,that looks like beard and sounds like bird.And dead -- it's said like bed not bead--and for goodness' sake don't call

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-2901978446381071732009-05-07T11:16:00.000-07:002009-05-07T12:50:24.539-07:00

If you haven't yet read The Shack by William P. Young, you need to, and as soon as possible. It is one of the most moving stories I have read in my lifetime. I get emotional just thinking about the way Mr. Young lays out the relationship of the protagonist with the Father. Yes, it is a work of religious fiction, Christian in fact, but in a good way. Regardless of your spiritual proclivities, you

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-4674882917244904872009-05-03T13:57:00.000-07:002009-05-03T14:10:28.994-07:00

I watched Grey Gardens last night. I have to say, I've never understood how people can live like that? I can hardly go to sleep at night if there are dishes in my sink. I guess it's a good thing I never had the 10 kids I so sorely wanted when I was just a girl! hahaAnyhoo, what a fabulously played dramatic remake of the 1971 documentary of Edith "Big Edie" Ewing Bouvier Beale and her daughter

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-35556064465171669582009-05-01T09:36:00.000-07:002009-05-01T09:37:46.547-07:00

This makes me want to cry!

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Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-76957064215475410832009-04-25T12:31:00.000-07:002009-04-25T12:58:12.052-07:00

I was driving home today when I happened upon a couple of guys walking toward me from the other side of the road. I could tell one of them had some kind of something bundled in the crook of his left arm. As I pulled up to the stop light, he noticed me looking and immediately changed his posture and adjusted the bundle. I could see then that he was carrying a baby simulator, one of the most

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I read this on Tom Foreman's blog of letters to President Obama. The question came from his daughter after she was excluded from a group of kids at school because of her religion. This was his answer. I think it is beautiful in it's simplicity. It captures how so many of us feel:“I think there are different religions,” I told her, “because adults, like children, disagree on things, and sometimes

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-32412256631474924452009-04-23T11:00:00.000-07:002009-04-23T11:02:54.202-07:00

“The lie of virginity — the idea that such a thing even exists — is ensuring that young women’s perception of themselves is inextricable from their bodies, and that their ability to be moral actors is absolutely dependent on their sexuality. It’s time to teach our daughters that their ability to be good people depends on their being good people, not on whether or not they’re sexually active. “…“

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-76568568314877346002009-04-19T13:12:00.001-07:002009-06-05T15:50:30.417-07:00

17 AgainShould be titled Same Old Story AgainIf you've seen Freaky Friday, Big, 13 Going on 30, or any other variation on this theme, you can skip this movie. That is, unless you absolutely don't mind watching Zach Ephron for an hour and a half. He is rather dreamy.I give it 1 rages.Also watched My Best Friend's Girl. Typical Dane Cook filth. I'm really surprised to see Kate Hudson in this one.

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-56492689824609344502009-04-17T13:31:00.000-07:002009-04-17T13:34:17.411-07:00

If this doesn't make me feel better, I don't know what will!reposted from:http://pictureisunrelated.com/

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SPINNING WHEEL D. Clayton / Thomas)Blood, Sweat, & Tears - 1969What goes up must come down Spinning wheel got to go 'round Talking 'bout your troubles it's a crying sin Ride a painted pony let the Spinning wheel spin You got no money and you got no home Spinning wheel all alone Talking 'bout your troubles and you never learn Ride a painted pony let the Spinning wheel turn Did you find the

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I guess the Disney animators must have saved a fortune on choreography? reposted from:http://bitsandpieces.us/page/7/

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-59695702250336560422009-04-14T15:16:00.001-07:002009-04-14T15:49:18.541-07:00

So, remember that nightmare you have were you are standing in front of a large crowd and you realize you are naked? Oh, you've never had that one? That must be my nightmare then. Yikes!Today my dreams finally came true! Sort of. Well, not really, but here's what happened, you be the judge.Usually after my work out, I like to spread out on a towel in the Arizona Dry Heat Room. I put a towel over

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Bali has come out with a new bra designed to bring a little dignity back to being a woman. There are these neat little flower shaped concealers fitted into each cup to disguise the CWIs (cold weather indicators) we have all been embarrassaingly plagued with on occassion. Modesty restored. No more will you need to question whether your grades were earned by merit or by the cold climate of the

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Some of these are parodies and some are actual commercials. Can you guess which are which?Reposted from http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/8670

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OMG! How much did you love em?reposted from http://listoftheday.blogspot.com/

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One of the all time best movie scenes ever - On Golden Pond, 1981, Kate Hepburn and Henry Fonda as Ethyl and Norman Thayer. Ethyl hands Norman a pail and tells him to go out and pick strawberries and he turns to her and says, "You want me to go pick strawberries? I don't know HOW to pick strawberries!" to which Kate replies, "It's very simple, Norman. You just bend over and PICK EM!" I do this

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On my way to the gym this morning, the local station was discussing the financial situation of Flint Public Schools. If you aren't familiar with Flint, MI, let's just say, same as Detroit, but on a smaller scale. So the reporter seemed to be quoting some council member of some sort, a Flint Public School Board member if I had to guess, and read the following: (I've paraphrased)"Flint will be

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The Economy is Sooooooo Bad That......CEO’s are now playing miniature golf.Even people who have nothing to do with the Obama administration aren’t paying their taxes.Hotwheels and Matchbox stocks are trading higher than GM.Obama met with small businesses to discuss the Stimulus Package: GE, Pfeizer and Citigroup.PETA serves chicken wings at their meetingsMcDonalds is selling the 1/4-

michele ragerhttps://profiles.google.com/110886612930515055800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-189753377552593501.post-17234082351498057132009-03-20T08:46:00.000-07:002009-03-20T08:52:51.543-07:00

Are you as disgusted with Geithner's reasoning for alowing the AIG bonuses as I am? I am mad as hell. I lost my flippin job because of those a-holes' greed and ambition. And to boot, I get to pay my portion of the bill for their increases!Anyway, here's an article from Tom Foreman, he's a regular contributor to AC360. He is on a mission to write a letter a day to Pres Obama. This is letter # 60

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Pure torture!http://sovietrussia.org/f/src/tetoris.swf

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I'm not sure if it's my age, my marital status, my employment status or what, but I've really been getting into Chick Lit lately. I am especially fond of UK Chick Lit. Something about a bunch of girls sitting around all day smoking fags, eating biscuits and calling all their old boyfriends WANKERS really appeals to me!If you read any good chick lit, let me know - I'd appreciate the info. I've got

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Read this:http://www.motherjones.com/politics/2009/01/brave-new-welfareThe article is a bit long, but it reveals the ugly other side of the welfare story. I know most people get their feathers up about the whole welfare issue, but after reading this, I'm hoping you may at least see the human side of why these programs exist and understand that when you say nobody in their right mind would want to

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Nik found this one:

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Do you like word games? You can combine your enjoyment of word games with altruism and help a worthy cause...http://www.freerice.com/

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watch this:MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.from:http://soulpancake.com/

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Today, I was turned down for the China job because I selfishly chose to raise my child with no support from his father or the government and worked my behind off financing really expensive christian education for said child instead of spending the money on finishing my education. My child is graduating this May with a 1.5 GPA. Since I lost my job, I won't be able to pay for his college either. FML

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So, my golden retriever will be 13 in another month (we think, she's a rescue so age is estimated, but we've always used Easter as her "birthday"). We've been very fortunate in that she has not yet lost continence, well, for the most part. I know that this is a common problem with retrievers around this time in their lives. What she DOES have, is a SHART problem. **WARNING - this may get a little

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reposted from http://listoftheday.blogspot.com/

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http://youshouldhaveseenthis.com/

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