<?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-33907724</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:44:43.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponderings, Photographs, Digressions Etc...</title><subtitle type='html'>Digressions are the spice of life?!? Or, the precursor to insanity?!?

Whichever the case, most people have creative, themed blogs...mine is a bunch of eceteras... nonetheless, it serves the intended purpose of letting you know what's going on in my world.  If you dare to enter!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1981057439994505921</id><published>2008-11-04T17:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:05:18.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball Weekend...and of course, some Trick 'or Treatin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrighty...so here is my last post about volleyball (I think/ I hope) We are done! We left on Hallowe'en @ 2pm...our first game was @ 6:30 that evening in Hillmond...1/2 hour outside of Lloyd...so, off we went. The girls won their first game against Hillmond and then we went trick or treating in Lloyd...we just chilled out b/c we had an early game the next morning....all in all, the girls played really well...they came in 4th place in their pool...but they had a great time...some pics to prove it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDd_OFEriI/AAAAAAAAAV0/VwO2RGUOK_Q/s1600-h/volleyball+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952042576981538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDd_OFEriI/AAAAAAAAAV0/VwO2RGUOK_Q/s320/volleyball+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nikita...So cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDh0D4OJUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/TllAkA_3hGY/s1600-h/volleyball+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264956248906671426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDh0D4OJUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/TllAkA_3hGY/s320/volleyball+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Supper at Boston Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDhz5j99sI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KZeDx7SZRJE/s1600-h/volleyball+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264956246137370306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDhz5j99sI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KZeDx7SZRJE/s320/volleyball+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Tenniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDhzXJti6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/YnISNczdaNM/s1600-h/volleyball+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264956236900436898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDhzXJti6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/YnISNczdaNM/s320/volleyball+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dana and Nikita....The Black Cuzzins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDeAx3OGtI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Lz9Nm1CcLU8/s1600-h/volleyball+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952069362424530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDeAx3OGtI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Lz9Nm1CcLU8/s320/volleyball+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laura and Stacie with their crazy facial hair...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDeAMHcGxI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9L5nDxR1lZ4/s1600-h/volleyball+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952059229903634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDeAMHcGxI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9L5nDxR1lZ4/s320/volleyball+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to go swimming?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDd_7sHjHI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hyJvFOMR4iY/s1600-h/volleyball+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952054820342898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDd_7sHjHI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hyJvFOMR4iY/s320/volleyball+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Black Twins...LOL...they wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDd_sJIQXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ogJGe4atGxI/s1600-h/volleyball+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952050647056754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDd_sJIQXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ogJGe4atGxI/s320/volleyball+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never too old for trick 'lr treatin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its true...the time spent with these girls makes teaching fun...they are like my own daughters...or maybe younger sisters...they have taught me so much even though it is supposed to be me who teaches them....teaching really is a 2 way street!  Love it!&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1981057439994505921?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1981057439994505921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1981057439994505921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1981057439994505921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1981057439994505921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/11/volleyball-weekendand-of-course-some.html' title='Volleyball Weekend...and of course, some Trick &apos;or Treatin&apos;'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SRDd_OFEriI/AAAAAAAAAV0/VwO2RGUOK_Q/s72-c/volleyball+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3851679038265680127</id><published>2008-10-23T19:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:07:50.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures as Promised!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs6dulSmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gdYX5br01fg/s1600-h/senior+boys+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260535222669494882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs6dulSmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gdYX5br01fg/s320/senior+boys+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Senior Boys with their Silver Medals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs57_jtJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Dep4xHoL06U/s1600-h/group+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260535213613888658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs57_jtJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Dep4xHoL06U/s320/group+shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group Shot...kinda dark....ooops:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs5tS8ZuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9NcPuACbJVs/s1600-h/gold+girls!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260535209668667106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs5tS8ZuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9NcPuACbJVs/s320/gold+girls!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Senior Girls with their GOLD MEDALS:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs5ZZKuyI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YN_QclmYmjc/s1600-h/coach+and+captain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260535204326062882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs5ZZKuyI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YN_QclmYmjc/s320/coach+and+captain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coach and Captain, Trena and Allandria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3851679038265680127?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3851679038265680127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3851679038265680127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3851679038265680127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3851679038265680127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-as-promised.html' title='Pictures as Promised!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SQEs6dulSmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gdYX5br01fg/s72-c/senior+boys+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7865156295094045500</id><published>2008-10-23T08:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:06:30.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BLUE TEAM....A</title><content type='html'>Well, we finally did it...senior girls got the gold medal in their units/districts yesterday...silver last year...remember?!?!?  It was a close game with a tie-breaker...each team had won two sets, but my girls pulled it together and were they EVER happy :) And so they should be!  It was wonderful!!!!!  Then, the senior boys played and they won silver (but hey, they got the gold last year so I guess all is fair)  I'll post pictures tonight....gotta go to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7865156295094045500?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7865156295094045500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7865156295094045500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7865156295094045500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7865156295094045500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/10/blue-teama.html' title='BLUE TEAM....A'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-8241268430472325177</id><published>2008-10-18T12:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:20:49.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're An Indian When....</title><content type='html'>1. You lock your door with a Knife/axe/2x4.&lt;br /&gt;2. You burn your grass instead of mowing it.&lt;br /&gt;3. You light your cigarette with a toaster/ oven.&lt;br /&gt;4. You have a reserved seat at Bingo/Casino/Off sale parking.&lt;br /&gt;5. You've stolen wood from someone else&lt;br /&gt;6. You drink coffee/tea and smoke before bed.&lt;br /&gt;7. You owe money to at least three people.&lt;br /&gt;8. When someone falls, you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;9. You've used a piece of mail for dustpan.&lt;br /&gt;10. You went to the store with a letter to buy cig's for your mom or  grandma.&lt;br /&gt;11. You've been chased or run from the police on foot and got away&lt;br /&gt;12. The batteries in the remote control are held by a piece of tape&lt;br /&gt;13. You whistled at the northern lights to see if the legend was true.&lt;br /&gt;14. Your child drops his/her pacifier and you sanitize it by sucking on it.&lt;br /&gt;15. You use jelly and jam jars as cups.&lt;br /&gt;16. You play bingo/ and casino&lt;br /&gt;17. You constantly hit *69 and ask ' did you call here'.&lt;br /&gt;18. You point in a certain direction with your lips.&lt;br /&gt;19. You pawn your valuables.&lt;br /&gt;20. Your curtain is a sheet&lt;br /&gt;.21. Your aunts and uncles came to visit you and never left.&lt;br /&gt;22. You've drank alcohol by the age 13 or younger.&lt;br /&gt;23. You've smoked by the age 9.&lt;br /&gt;24. You walk the roads of the rez in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;25. You've learned to drive by the age 12.&lt;br /&gt;26. You know your Indian when you have a weird nickname like Lollie, bannock, Tzus, or even chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!  This may seem racially insensitive...but the really humourous part of this pass along email is that so much of it is true (and some of it is applicable)&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; interesting thing about this pass along is &lt;u&gt;how many times I received it in my inbox&lt;/u&gt; and remember &lt;strong&gt;I am not an Indian! &lt;/strong&gt;  But, this just goes to prove that my nickname of &lt;em&gt;Whindian&lt;/em&gt; was given to me for a reason...obviously...LOL...more posts to come!  Yuppers, work is starting to settle down and I am starting to &lt;strong&gt;ponder&lt;/strong&gt; and as always, &lt;em&gt;digress....&lt;/em&gt;  Later folks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-8241268430472325177?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/8241268430472325177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=8241268430472325177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8241268430472325177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8241268430472325177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-youre-indian-when.html' title='You Know You&apos;re An Indian When....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1941542405519596525</id><published>2008-10-06T14:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:37:16.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day @ The Beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All of last week there were Elders sleeping at the beach in their canvas tents, awaiting the next morning when a new group of eager students would join them for a day of cultural activities. From September 29 - October 3rd, St. Louis School had their own culture experience and Friday was our (meaning High School's) day at the beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was perfect but the sand flies were pests (as usual) but the kids were happy to not be in class! (Big surprise). The Elders had the kids doing "gender appropriate" tasks but also mentioned that times are changing and that it is important to know how to do a little bit of everything, regardless of "whose job" it is. So, we did everything from skinning a beaver, picking berries, cutting meat, target shooting, making bannock, and of course, EATING! The cooks made a traditional lunch ...fresh pickeral, moose meat, blueberry bannock ....mmmmm.... My mouth is already watering! (or is it still watering?!?!? LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day went by extremely fast but we all had a great time. It really is wonderful to see our youth participating and learning from their Elders.... the power of passed on knowledge! What a thing to witness....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2YWiX3WI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8F-WcW1mW6k/s1600-h/making+bannock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254142076019793250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2YWiX3WI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8F-WcW1mW6k/s320/making+bannock.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making Bannock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2YtuCOsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7TXw5u_XQ48/s1600-h/group+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254142082242722498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2YtuCOsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7TXw5u_XQ48/s320/group+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2ZGDd5AI/AAAAAAAAAU8/7UopmqgNTm4/s1600-h/trena+cooking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254142088775066626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2ZGDd5AI/AAAAAAAAAU8/7UopmqgNTm4/s320/trena+cooking.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me Cooking...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2ZgFGr2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/esg1JxC2W78/s1600-h/roque.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254142095761256290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2ZgFGr2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/esg1JxC2W78/s320/roque.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Target Practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2aLVaM_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/yowgmH484YQ/s1600-h/mmmmm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254142107372368882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2aLVaM_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/yowgmH484YQ/s320/mmmmm.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time to EAT ! YUmmmmers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw4iTUy_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/ThHJwp7GxHE/s1600-h/berry+picking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254136031863950322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw4iTUy_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/ThHJwp7GxHE/s320/berry+picking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Berry Picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw49LeStI/AAAAAAAAAUM/PgLlop7Q9Bg/s1600-h/beaver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254136039078775506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw49LeStI/AAAAAAAAAUM/PgLlop7Q9Bg/s320/beaver.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beaver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw5cgbg6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/IkgUCMNqHjA/s1600-h/Amber.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254136047488172962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw5cgbg6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/IkgUCMNqHjA/s320/Amber.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber skinning the Beaver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw5j536nI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GlR7HxGvIGU/s1600-h/fry+bannock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254136049473940082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw5j536nI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GlR7HxGvIGU/s320/fry+bannock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making Fry Bannock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw5-b5aQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/a6-xyWnIlqQ/s1600-h/girls+cooking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254136056595966210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOpw5-b5aQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/a6-xyWnIlqQ/s320/girls+cooking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gabbie and Stacie helping Rosalyn with the moose meat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1941542405519596525?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1941542405519596525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1941542405519596525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1941542405519596525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1941542405519596525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-beach.html' title='A Day @ The Beach...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOp2YWiX3WI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8F-WcW1mW6k/s72-c/making+bannock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3538369861916155103</id><published>2008-10-04T23:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:24:27.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...La Loche Or Bust...</title><content type='html'>The alarm went off at 5:15am and it took all the will power I have to not throw the alarm clock across the room...as if I had that much energy...LOL...Regardless, I finally got my ass out of bed, into the shower and into the destination of the school van.  I was picking up 10 sleepy girls ....and we were on the road by 7am (or shortly thereafter)  Sheena (grade 3 teacher/friend:) ) and I took the Senior Girls to a volleyball tournament hosted by La Loche...a 3 hour drive away.  We played 4 games (a total of 8 sets) and did &lt;u&gt;much&lt;/u&gt; better than in previous games...the girls are really starting to play their positions well and are developing a great team spirit...Unfortuantely I forgot my camera so I don't have any pictures but I'll get some from the next game (which will happen this Wednesday when we travel to Dillon)  Anywho....we got home at 9:30 pm and I'm tired, so I'm going to bed...later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3538369861916155103?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3538369861916155103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3538369861916155103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3538369861916155103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3538369861916155103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/10/la-loche-or-bust.html' title='...La Loche Or Bust...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3617755917173571020</id><published>2008-10-03T15:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:59:33.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week off....</title><content type='html'>Every year around the third week of September (b/c that's rutting(sp?) season for the moose) the community of Patuanak essentially shuts down and people live traditionally (and I say that carefully) in the bush of their choice for a week...no school, no clinic, no band office, just the changing colours and dreams and wishes of fresh moose meat to eat. Now, when I say traditionally, I suppose I should have put that in " " because I'm sure they never brought generators in which to watch television with back in the day, but nonetheless, it is quite the experience....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I went to Key Lake Road during Culture Week but this year I went with Lisa and Barry to Dipper Lake (now I have been there during 3 of the 4 seasons :))  We had  a bit of cold weather but it was manageable and the scenery was astonishing :)  Anyways, it is Friday afternoon...and I want to get out of here...I'll post more later...enjoy the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSo_1wpdI/AAAAAAAAATM/vBVCe-_a5GU/s1600-h/beach+bunny+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253047248403604946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSo_1wpdI/AAAAAAAAATM/vBVCe-_a5GU/s320/beach+bunny+.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trena on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSpSrP0kI/AAAAAAAAATU/P-5rSv6DpUI/s1600-h/just+lookin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253047253459784258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSpSrP0kI/AAAAAAAAATU/P-5rSv6DpUI/s320/just+lookin%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Janvier Clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSpVA17ZI/AAAAAAAAATc/FjkrNC1ygys/s1600-h/fall+leaves.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253047254087232914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSpVA17ZI/AAAAAAAAATc/FjkrNC1ygys/s320/fall+leaves.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful Fall Leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSqOF3biI/AAAAAAAAATk/W_TIQDcmxYM/s1600-h/relaxing+in+the+bush.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253047269409123874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSqOF3biI/AAAAAAAAATk/W_TIQDcmxYM/s320/relaxing+in+the+bush.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillin' in the Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaUAwfvvTI/AAAAAAAAATs/zBfCrXc2RD0/s1600-h/chillin+out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253048756113227058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaUAwfvvTI/AAAAAAAAATs/zBfCrXc2RD0/s320/chillin+out.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillin' on the Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaUBP5nfhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kXXvYeD9WAY/s1600-h/dipper+sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253048764543237650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaUBP5nfhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kXXvYeD9WAY/s320/dipper+sunset.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Dipper Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaUBenZ2YI/AAAAAAAAAT8/McYa8EvyLAs/s1600-h/Trena+picking+berries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253048768493377922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaUBenZ2YI/AAAAAAAAAT8/McYa8EvyLAs/s320/Trena+picking+berries.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trena picking berries....yes, I'm actually picking berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3617755917173571020?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3617755917173571020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3617755917173571020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3617755917173571020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3617755917173571020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-off.html' title='A Week off....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOaSo_1wpdI/AAAAAAAAATM/vBVCe-_a5GU/s72-c/beach+bunny+.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1439211059214042063</id><published>2008-09-28T17:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:39:35.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Bloggin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, my camera broke in August ....and I finally got a new one (which is freakin' fantastic...thanks to a tip from a good friend...) so I've been taking pictures and lovin' it. We go back to work tomorrow after having a week off due to Culture Week....Christmas is already lingering in the stores and in the back of my head...so much to do before Christmas :) As if. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back in September (I know, it still is September but not for long) before the students came back to school, we went on our yearly Staff Fishing Trip ....to the mouth of the Majetic River...was absolutely beautiful this year as always...(well, this is only my third always)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit sad this year as one of the guides who usually takes a group is no longer with us. He passed away last spring. We were all missing his presence but his son took his spot and we were happy to have him with us. So, here are some pics from that event to peruse...I'll post pictures and yap about Culture week later on this week.... (notice no specific day guarantee :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAisDY8wXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/KxcEMyKBhDc/s1600-h/lisa"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251235305733538162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAisDY8wXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/KxcEMyKBhDc/s320/lisa%27s+catch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lisa's Catch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAisHjGCSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nnUnMXtkkZU/s1600-h/tony+the+fisherman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251235306849831202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAisHjGCSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/nnUnMXtkkZU/s320/tony+the+fisherman.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tony, the infamous Fisherman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAisf5ELdI/AAAAAAAAATE/eQsIAN5OpIc/s1600-h/staff+fishing+trip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251235313384435154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAisf5ELdI/AAAAAAAAATE/eQsIAN5OpIc/s320/staff+fishing+trip.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiLUX9cQI/AAAAAAAAASM/7JDJIsPvhiE/s1600-h/mable+and+trena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251234743357108482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiLUX9cQI/AAAAAAAAASM/7JDJIsPvhiE/s320/mable+and+trena.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mable and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiLZYceYI/AAAAAAAAASU/e6XNyudnc5s/s1600-h/relaxed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251234744701319554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiLZYceYI/AAAAAAAAASU/e6XNyudnc5s/s320/relaxed.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having a beer for Bob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiLwycp4I/AAAAAAAAASc/vvmbDmJXjG4/s1600-h/trena+fishing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251234750984398722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiLwycp4I/AAAAAAAAASc/vvmbDmJXjG4/s320/trena+fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is considered working?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiMCre5LI/AAAAAAAAASk/SMn9b7obqcI/s1600-h/trena+kissing+fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251234755787023538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiMCre5LI/AAAAAAAAASk/SMn9b7obqcI/s320/trena+kissing+fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fish lips :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiMuMgp6I/AAAAAAAAASs/_Bg1AVm1EbA/s1600-h/fishing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251234767468275618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAiMuMgp6I/AAAAAAAAASs/_Bg1AVm1EbA/s320/fishing.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful day for fishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1439211059214042063?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1439211059214042063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1439211059214042063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1439211059214042063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1439211059214042063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-bloggin.html' title='Back Bloggin&apos;'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SOAisDY8wXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/KxcEMyKBhDc/s72-c/lisa%27s+catch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5184248535491574706</id><published>2008-09-15T12:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:57:51.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, it has been a long time since....</title><content type='html'>Yeah, a long time since I've posted and I have a million excuses that I could list but I know that all I would get from you is rolling eyes and a chorus of "I've heard that one before" so I'll refrain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer went by incredibly fast -- too fast really. After the Grad trip to Jasper I went home to Toon Town for a couple of weeks and then I came back to Patuanak to live life at the lake. When you think about it, people spend thousands (or millions) to live at a lake and I live here for the mere sum of $100 month (plus bills of course:( ) Anyways, I killed the summer by tubing, fishing, quading, and eating berries, (notice I didn't actually pick berries, I just stole them from the hard working berry pickers....LOL) and then of course, before I knew it, summer was over and it was time to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah:) There was also a wedding this summer - I helped Karyn with some of the planning...wedding planner I am not:) But it was a great day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now with school. I am teaching grades 10,11, 12 English in the morning and in the afternoons I am in the office as the vice principal (for K-12) It has been a steep learning curve and it is definitely testing my organizational skills, but new challenges are always good. So, I again am making the attempt to maintain this blog o' mine...keep checkin'&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM664qqRfoI/AAAAAAAAARk/PSgbUY2O7Ag/s1600-h/chad+and+trena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246336098620243586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM664qqRfoI/AAAAAAAAARk/PSgbUY2O7Ag/s320/chad+and+trena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM665REkErI/AAAAAAAAARs/v1J8Wk1jq9k/s1600-h/boys+and+their+guns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246336108931060402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM665REkErI/AAAAAAAAARs/v1J8Wk1jq9k/s320/boys+and+their+guns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM6650yJsBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bCCw3qlx20o/s1600-h/jeff+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246336118517510162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM6650yJsBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bCCw3qlx20o/s320/jeff+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM666ZYg5vI/AAAAAAAAAR8/uQHxFqfR4fE/s1600-h/me+and+kaylene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246336128342091506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM666ZYg5vI/AAAAAAAAAR8/uQHxFqfR4fE/s320/me+and+kaylene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM666q1VS8I/AAAAAAAAASE/3i3uwQormuY/s1600-h/me+justin+kaylene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246336133026368450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM666q1VS8I/AAAAAAAAASE/3i3uwQormuY/s320/me+justin+kaylene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5184248535491574706?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5184248535491574706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5184248535491574706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5184248535491574706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5184248535491574706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/09/again-it-has-been-long-time-since.html' title='Again, it has been a long time since....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SM664qqRfoI/AAAAAAAAARk/PSgbUY2O7Ag/s72-c/chad+and+trena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2750422416067286325</id><published>2008-07-09T20:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:41.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jonah -- driving his boat :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy5xUJXII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kPysf-fqeKA/s1600-h/jonah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205679821905026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy5xUJXII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kPysf-fqeKA/s320/jonah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kaylene @ the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy6ZPOdFI/AAAAAAAAARE/CdT7CH3Y4Ls/s1600-h/kay+and+trena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205690538685522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy6ZPOdFI/AAAAAAAAARE/CdT7CH3Y4Ls/s320/kay+and+trena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Russell and his little fish :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy69ZBNrI/AAAAAAAAARM/Q6QtV34jbZg/s1600-h/Littlest+Fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205700243437234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy69ZBNrI/AAAAAAAAARM/Q6QtV34jbZg/s320/Littlest+Fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my BIG fish (well, compared to Russell's its big)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy7f6CXTI/AAAAAAAAARU/vUEu7EKWTB0/s1600-h/too+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205709508730162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy7f6CXTI/AAAAAAAAARU/vUEu7EKWTB0/s320/too+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me tubing behind Barry and Lisa's boat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy7o9LUSI/AAAAAAAAARc/-0gH5VpGTK0/s1600-h/tubing+trena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221205711937818914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy7o9LUSI/AAAAAAAAARc/-0gH5VpGTK0/s320/tubing+trena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2750422416067286325?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2750422416067286325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2750422416067286325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2750422416067286325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2750422416067286325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHVy5xUJXII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kPysf-fqeKA/s72-c/jonah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1141590355014350027</id><published>2008-07-09T12:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:42.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Prove I've Been Busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;And it hasn't all been work -- a lot of it has been play :) Which I know some of you will be happy to hear. However, I didn't realize that it has been quite so long since my last post...school's over, grad was amazing (so nice to have Michele there) and the grad trip went without any major mishaps (big thanks to Jayme too:) ) Now, I'm marking provincial assessment exams for this week in Saskatoon and then ? Who knows.... I'm not really in the traveling mood - I just feel like veggin' out...you know, lay like broccoli... but, here are some pictures (random) of things that have been going on during the past 2 months....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Bill came to visit in June -- Tom took us down river, to Dipper, and of course we had to do some fishing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUBCVvzI8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/dCcvHIgxfi4/s1600-h/bill+fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080482714952642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUBCVvzI8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/dCcvHIgxfi4/s320/bill+fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUBC-2zuDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YQZ2rv2Io94/s1600-h/mum+and+bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080493750204466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUBC-2zuDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YQZ2rv2Io94/s320/mum+and+bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Bill -- Dipper Rapids behind them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUBDQnUf3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uwzshb5ocVM/s1600-h/mum+fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221080498517081970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUBDQnUf3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uwzshb5ocVM/s320/mum+fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheri and Jas came up to visit for a week, around May long weekend... we went fishing, and just vegged out a lot....it was great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAcf5XOCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/C1dNN-1EErg/s1600-h/Jas+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221079832604391458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAcf5XOCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/C1dNN-1EErg/s320/Jas+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAczDtUXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bw3UAASG42I/s1600-h/mable+and+sheri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221079837748056434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAczDtUXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bw3UAASG42I/s320/mable+and+sheri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAdfnJuLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/beN887VomWI/s1600-h/sheri+and+her+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221079849707878578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAdfnJuLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/beN887VomWI/s320/sheri+and+her+fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAdst2S4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/mAiZjH__nBM/s1600-h/sheri+and+jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221079853225626498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAdst2S4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/mAiZjH__nBM/s320/sheri+and+jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAeKwOPeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/W6rBZrqMReM/s1600-h/sheri+fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221079861288648162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUAeKwOPeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/W6rBZrqMReM/s320/sheri+fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't post the rest of the pics right now, will do another post soon:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1141590355014350027?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1141590355014350027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1141590355014350027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1141590355014350027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1141590355014350027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-prove-ive-been-busy.html' title='To Prove I&apos;ve Been Busy...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SHUBCVvzI8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/dCcvHIgxfi4/s72-c/bill+fishing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-9129050979128304291</id><published>2008-05-13T12:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:42.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Beaver</title><content type='html'>One of the guys from town went beaver hunting and realized that he had killed a mama beaver; so, being of great integrity, he rescued her cubs and is looking after them. There were 6 cubs and a few of them have already been adopted out to loving families. They are so adorable. Nobody's sure how long they will survive for but they are pretty active right now. Also, the kids around town have been visiting and checking them out (me included) and it is a neat learning experience for them. Check it out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmSpdub7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/eq9Xy8yMqfM/s1600-h/baby+beaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199940452818513842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmSpdub7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/eq9Xy8yMqfM/s320/baby+beaver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmTJdub8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/z4WBT3LlDIg/s1600-h/beaver+siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199940461408448450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmTJdub8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/z4WBT3LlDIg/s320/beaver+siblings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmTpdub9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/hlnFxc1hxo0/s1600-h/feeding+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199940469998383058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmTpdub9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/hlnFxc1hxo0/s320/feeding+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmUZdub-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/uyX5FZHDL_8/s1600-h/stretching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199940482883284962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmUZdub-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/uyX5FZHDL_8/s320/stretching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmVJdub_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LtEVOLUT1Yo/s1600-h/trena+and+baby+beaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199940495768186866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmVJdub_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LtEVOLUT1Yo/s320/trena+and+baby+beaver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-9129050979128304291?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/9129050979128304291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=9129050979128304291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/9129050979128304291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/9129050979128304291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-beaver.html' title='Baby Beaver'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SCnmSpdub7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/eq9Xy8yMqfM/s72-c/baby+beaver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5186368711301017330</id><published>2008-05-06T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T15:54:06.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Take it Back...</title><content type='html'>SO, my date didn't happen (hmmm...isn't that interesting...connection to real life?!?  LOL) But I will most definitely have to dedicate some time over the next few nights to Romeo and his Juliet for the sake of my lovely, crazy, goofy, insane grade 10's.  LOL...if you knew them, you would understand why the previous adjectives are quite suitable. But, the weekend was alright - no work for work got done, but I did manage to clean the house, truck, and start cleaning up the "yard" otherwise known as my ditch and my driveway -- spring is officially here although we still have remnants of winter in the bush -- lots of snow and ice is still on the lake -- now I'm itching to go for boat rides :)  YEAH :)  Looks like I'll be taking a class at the UofS for the majority of the month of July -- still not sure how I feel about that but it doesn't look like there is any other alternative...we'll see -- but, have to go pick up the mail and get ready for an ERFN staff BBQ tonight -- then a walk, and then sweet dreams :)  Later ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5186368711301017330?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5186368711301017330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5186368711301017330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5186368711301017330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5186368711301017330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-take-it-back.html' title='I Take it Back...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7416336340011194483</id><published>2008-05-02T14:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:07:37.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Have I Got Plans This Weekend, A Date Really...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBuAsGka2tI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qoDeVPjJfaE/s1600-h/images7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195888090267966162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBuAsGka2tI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qoDeVPjJfaE/s320/images7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL...nope, not a real date (huh, that would have to be a blog entry on its own :) ) But rather yet another date with school work (insert sympathy or yawn or a combination of the two here) &lt;u&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/u&gt; and myself are going to have a threesome of sorts while I turn it into a complete unit for grade ten english.  Should be fun (note intended sarcasm) But with some honesty, it shouldn't be too bad -- the goal is to make it fun for the kids -- even have a graphic novel for one of the Acts...woo hoo:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, teaching math 20 has been going well -- we had our first quiz today and the students are showing that they understand -- good thing -- we're really pushing our limits with this one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is beautiful and the kids are starting to get spring fever -- but who can blame them?  I'd rather be outside too (especially now b/c the bugs aren't really out yet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that, have a great weekend...later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7416336340011194483?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7416336340011194483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7416336340011194483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7416336340011194483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7416336340011194483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-have-i-got-plans-this-weekend-date.html' title='Well, Have I Got Plans This Weekend, A Date Really...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBuAsGka2tI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qoDeVPjJfaE/s72-c/images7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1149513149406438962</id><published>2008-04-28T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T14:07:15.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe a bit dramatic....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBYtbWka2sI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fO8Ly3y_yyA/s1600-h/survive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194389168156498626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBYtbWka2sI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fO8Ly3y_yyA/s320/survive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't really feel like I've had much of a weekend.  Our math/science teacher resigned last Thursday and is already gone, which leaves me teaching Math 20 (grade 11) during what should have been/used to be/ my prep period...some of you are probably having a good chuckle thinking of me teaching math -- I laughed for awhile myself...but such is life. So, I've been trying to do as much advanced prep for English 30, English 10, Communications and Drama as I can because I know that math is going to require more daily prep .... phew....I'll let you know how it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on a brighter note, the weather is nice and so Lisa and I took advantage of it yesterday.  We went for a long, brisk walk on the "pave" -- we walked 5.9km in an hour -- felt awesome, planning on going again tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1149513149406438962?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1149513149406438962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1149513149406438962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1149513149406438962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1149513149406438962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/04/maybe-bit-dramatic.html' title='Maybe a bit dramatic....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBYtbWka2sI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fO8Ly3y_yyA/s72-c/survive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6082852123956635891</id><published>2008-04-24T12:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:42.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude, Where's My Car ?!?!</title><content type='html'>And that is exactly the question I asked myself on Sunday night but with more purpose and confusion on Monday morning. Yes, it is April and we have received more snow than we had all winter in three short days. Hmmmm.....had to dig out the winter boots and quite literally (as you can see) dig out my truck.  LOL...thank the Lord for friends with quads/scrapers...or I'd have muscles like Popeye from all the shoveling (although that may not be a bad thing)  HUH...the sun is shining today and soon we will be amidst much mud and muck once again....not sure which is worse :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, things are slowly moving along. We have only about 8 weeks of school left -- and a lot of things to accomplish in that time so keeping motivated is as important as it can be trying.  Parent-Teacher interviews are tonight -- planning on spending the weekend with Romeo and my remote control :)  Until the next time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBDQlGka2qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/NOSCyNqGEQM/s1600-h/april+21st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192879706195286690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBDQlGka2qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/NOSCyNqGEQM/s320/april+21st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBDQl2ka2rI/AAAAAAAAAO8/rz6gE0Dez2M/s1600-h/where%27s+my+truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192879719080188594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBDQl2ka2rI/AAAAAAAAAO8/rz6gE0Dez2M/s320/where%27s+my+truck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6082852123956635891?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6082852123956635891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6082852123956635891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6082852123956635891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6082852123956635891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/04/dude-wheres-my-car.html' title='Dude, Where&apos;s My Car ?!?!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/SBDQlGka2qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/NOSCyNqGEQM/s72-c/april+21st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-584888066823973034</id><published>2008-04-09T15:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:44.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Games 2008</title><content type='html'>So, life has been a tad hectic...what else is new...LOL...some of you find it hard to believe that I am so busy even though I live at "the end of the world" (as the kids like to say) but I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Easter Break in Regina at the 2008 FSIN Winter Games...Gloria and I coached the Junior Girls MLTC Broomball team and I was the chaperone for 3 of our girls...it was extremely fun while simultaneously tiring...as expected...there were 38 athletes from English River and approximately 2000 athletes/coaches/chaperones from the MLTC region and we all stayed at the Regina Inn...Prior to that week I didn't really know my way around Regina at all and now I'm not so sure I can say I know my way around, but I at least know where all of the arena are...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our athletes (MLTC) brought home numerous medals and they all seemed to thouroghly enjoy themselves... I still say that the true fun of teaching and the real bonding with our students comes from these extra curricular activities -- it was a blast...so, some pictures to prove it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04AmHR-jI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ccv0m1MU0QM/s1600-h/gold!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363928682920498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04AmHR-jI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ccv0m1MU0QM/s320/gold!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junior Boys' Hockey - Scored the Gold Goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04A2HR-kI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vgScovf5YgI/s1600-h/limo+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363932977887810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04A2HR-kI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vgScovf5YgI/s320/limo+ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evening Entertainment - Limo Ride around Regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04BWHR-lI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GvHLWcNuBV0/s1600-h/me+and+my+indian+sister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363941567822418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04BWHR-lI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GvHLWcNuBV0/s320/me+and+my+indian+sister.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lisa and I -- My "Indian Sister"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04CGHR-mI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7GazVeG8uaA/s1600-h/vball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363954452724322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04CGHR-mI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7GazVeG8uaA/s320/vball.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our girls playing v-ball at the Uof R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03VWHR-eI/AAAAAAAAANk/9Q-xngM4YK0/s1600-h/alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363185653578210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03VWHR-eI/AAAAAAAAANk/9Q-xngM4YK0/s320/alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex, our vice principal...fitting in with the kids :) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03V2HR-fI/AAAAAAAAANs/tXhFqupGVsk/s1600-h/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363194243512818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03V2HR-fI/AAAAAAAAANs/tXhFqupGVsk/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; English River Boys -- They make me laugh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03WWHR-gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Z9zFpyu8Ro8/s1600-h/bantam+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363202833447426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03WWHR-gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Z9zFpyu8Ro8/s320/bantam+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bantom Boys Hockey - also won gold :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03W2HR-hI/AAAAAAAAAN8/1zWSnIz20Jk/s1600-h/broomball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363211423382034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03W2HR-hI/AAAAAAAAAN8/1zWSnIz20Jk/s320/broomball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls playing some broomball (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03XWHR-iI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-ZJeCxxvHHU/s1600-h/ERFN+GOLD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187363220013316642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_03XWHR-iI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-ZJeCxxvHHU/s320/ERFN+GOLD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;English River Junior Boys -- before they got their gold medals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's it for today -- I know some of you have been checking to see if I've been posting -- I've got a lot on my mind so thanks for checking and expect something again soon :)  Much Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-584888066823973034?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/584888066823973034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=584888066823973034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/584888066823973034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/584888066823973034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/04/winter-games-2008.html' title='Winter Games 2008'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_04AmHR-jI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Ccv0m1MU0QM/s72-c/gold!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6253006643220394786</id><published>2008-03-20T09:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:45.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?!?</title><content type='html'>It has been so busy the past 19 days since my last post, not too sure where to start...so I'll do what I do best and do it the scatterbrained way...LOL...At the beginning of the month I was doing quite a bit of traveling with the girls and the high school hockey teams. Its always a lot of fun traveling with the kids - that is when the real bonding with kids takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Jayme Apesis and I were nominated for the King and Queen of the ERFN Winter Festival and we won, so we spent this past weekend participating in all the events and encouraging the community to do the same -- I had to set a trap, make bannock over fire, and even do a cow moose call -- it was pretty entertaining for everyone who watched...for me too! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, dog mushers from all over Northern Saskatchewan came to Patuanak for dog races....its funny, when I think of dog teams I automatically think of husky dogs, but these dogs were all mostly pointers or greyhounds , or a combination of the two. It was really interesting to watch and to listen to the commands the mushers give the dogs...something different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our last day of classes and then we have a week off for Easter break -- but...I am taking 3 of our 38 athletes to Regina for the Winter Games. Those 3 girls are playing broomball and we have other athletes playing hockey and volleyball....there will be about 60 of us from the community going in total...should be a lot of fun. We are leaving on Saturday the 22nd and the games will be over on Thursday the 27th -- so my Easter break will be with the kids --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much is really new....we should find out about our contracts for next year within the next couple of weeks -- looks like I'll be here again next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect to see a posting over the break --- but you never know! Happy Easter and if you have time off, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQTsn7csI/AAAAAAAAANE/sdmQOc_xaX4/s1600-h/don"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179861189500039874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQTsn7csI/AAAAAAAAANE/sdmQOc_xaX4/s320/don%27t+burn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQT8n7ctI/AAAAAAAAANM/bib2ytatX1Q/s1600-h/Queen+and+King.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179861193795007186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQT8n7ctI/AAAAAAAAANM/bib2ytatX1Q/s320/Queen+and+King.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQUMn7cuI/AAAAAAAAANU/wMMwkUj1rpU/s1600-h/me+and+grads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179861198089974498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQUMn7cuI/AAAAAAAAANU/wMMwkUj1rpU/s320/me+and+grads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQUsn7cvI/AAAAAAAAANc/3qxnJdkKTUM/s1600-h/timberwolves+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179861206679909106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQUsn7cvI/AAAAAAAAANc/3qxnJdkKTUM/s320/timberwolves+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPFsn7cnI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8pINrsaYU7A/s1600-h/calling+a+cow+moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179859849470243442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPFsn7cnI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8pINrsaYU7A/s320/calling+a+cow+moose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPGMn7coI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XJm6aYzDxwM/s1600-h/coming+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179859858060178050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPGMn7coI/AAAAAAAAAMk/XJm6aYzDxwM/s320/coming+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPGsn7cpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/4GKikqLXaDw/s1600-h/crazy+women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179859866650112658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPGsn7cpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/4GKikqLXaDw/s320/crazy+women.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPG8n7cqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/F9bzVWoYt2A/s1600-h/do+i+know+how.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179859870945079970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPG8n7cqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/F9bzVWoYt2A/s320/do+i+know+how.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPJcn7crI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BtgpPduPhEo/s1600-h/pounding+nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179859913894752946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KPJcn7crI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BtgpPduPhEo/s320/pounding+nails.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6253006643220394786?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6253006643220394786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6253006643220394786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6253006643220394786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6253006643220394786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/03/huh.html' title='Huh?!?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R-KQTsn7csI/AAAAAAAAANE/sdmQOc_xaX4/s72-c/don%27t+burn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2999792270767110677</id><published>2008-03-01T14:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:45.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Week in Patuanak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a busy week in Patuanak for hockey games....the good ole' hockey game....b/c of our extrememly cold weather week back in January/February -- the make up games are on now. Monday and Tuesday there were games in Patuanak -- the pee wee boys...then, on Wednesday I took the Ice Angels (the girl's team) to Canoe Lake for their game and on Thursday I went with the High School team to Buffalo. And that trip is where the inspiration for today's post comes from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fighting. It's part of the game. Unfortuantely sometimes, but nevertheless. The high school league is contact so sometimes there are fights. But this game was different -- this time, our one and only Gabbie dropped her gloves with 3 minutes left in the third period to fight one of the girls from the other team (in this league, boys can't check girls but all is fair when it is girl on girl) and consequently, both girls got thrown out of the game. Now, this happens quite frequently in hockey -- but this is the first time its happened to one of our girls! But this on-ice event caused quite a lot of drama after the game. The kids from Buffalo were kicking our kids' hockey bags as they walked out of the arena and while we were loading up the van, a group of girls pushed Gabbie into a circle/mob of girls and wanted her to fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is when my "mama bear syndrome" kicked in. I grabbed Gabbie out of the circle, pulled her behind me and stood between our 9 kids versus their 35....phew....body guard! Nobody got hurt and we managed to get all of our kids into the van and drive safely out of town but that experience definitely made me realize a couple of things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. NEVER would I work in Buffalo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Our Patuanak kids are fantastic in comparison &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; they are &lt;em&gt;very&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;protective&lt;/strong&gt; of us (but then again, I've very protective of them!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Regardless, the experience has not deterred me from going with them on Monday to Ile a la Crosse -- they work so hard and its great fun travelling with them! So, there's my story for today...and some pictures for you to peruse! Happy Weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGSTOWSHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IIHvSy-BM90/s1600-h/Angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172883664712124530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGSTOWSHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IIHvSy-BM90/s320/Angels.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Ice Angels&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGTzOWSII/AAAAAAAAAL8/yGMEto9oplc/s1600-h/crazy+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172883690481928322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGTzOWSII/AAAAAAAAAL8/yGMEto9oplc/s320/crazy+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adele, Gabbie, Laura....with opponent :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGUjOWSJI/AAAAAAAAAME/1AW13U474T0/s1600-h/Team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172883703366830226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGUjOWSJI/AAAAAAAAAME/1AW13U474T0/s320/Team.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ice Angels - when taking a picture on the ice, its important to remember&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NOT to breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGVTOWSKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/960zOzDKdcM/s1600-h/The+pep+talk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172883716251732130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGVTOWSKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/960zOzDKdcM/s320/The+pep+talk.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;High School Hockey - Kenny giving a pre-game pep talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGajOWSLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/RC8zepH-v0U/s1600-h/timberwolves+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172883806446045362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGajOWSLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/RC8zepH-v0U/s320/timberwolves+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patuanak Timberwolves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2999792270767110677?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2999792270767110677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2999792270767110677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2999792270767110677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2999792270767110677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/03/hockey-week-in-patuanak.html' title='Hockey Week in Patuanak'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R8nGSTOWSHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IIHvSy-BM90/s72-c/Angels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3638404233590998905</id><published>2008-02-28T13:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:11:09.395-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, I've Been Busy</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...you'd think that living in the bush would leave you bored after work, but since I've returned from Saskatoon from Winter Break, I haven't really had a minute to myself.  Which is good in a way.  The weekend was so beautiful that I spent the entire weekend doing spring cleaning on the house and me...LOL... maybe a bit premature though as now we're having snow and the wind is howling again...oh well, it felt good to smell the spring air for awhile anyways...there's been hockey games every night this weekend so I haven't really been at home much. Last night I took the girl's hockey team to Canoe Lake and we didn't get back until 10...tonight I'm headed to Buffalo with the high school hockey team...go cheer them on.  So, I do have some pictures to share with you but I think that will have to wait until the weekend!  Later -- enjoy the wind and snow! (yeah, Right!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3638404233590998905?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3638404233590998905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3638404233590998905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3638404233590998905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3638404233590998905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow-ive-been-busy.html' title='Wow, I&apos;ve Been Busy'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2055229977336492658</id><published>2008-02-15T01:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:57:58.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Late, But Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In honour of Valentine's day...I know I'm a day late, but I couldn't get to the computer b/c I'm in Meadow Lake taking that course...but here I am at 2am...pondering about Valentine's Day...and this is my pondering....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7VFtFNli5I/AAAAAAAAALs/viz2GS6ogxA/s1600-h/11863.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167112788273105810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7VFtFNli5I/AAAAAAAAALs/viz2GS6ogxA/s320/11863.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Self expanatory...Right?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2055229977336492658?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2055229977336492658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2055229977336492658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2055229977336492658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2055229977336492658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-late-but-still.html' title='A Day Late, But Still'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7VFtFNli5I/AAAAAAAAALs/viz2GS6ogxA/s72-c/11863.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1895625585491911807</id><published>2008-02-13T14:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:00:32.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Anyone?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7NU2FNli4I/AAAAAAAAALk/pGUMWHsVFdU/s1600-h/fish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166566485612923778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7NU2FNli4I/AAAAAAAAALk/pGUMWHsVFdU/s320/fish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a funny pic that I thought I would share -- we took a day trip &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;via skidoo to Dipper Lake -- Lisa's father-in-law, Barry, and Tristen checked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the net and then we had fish on a stick in the bush -- yummy!  And of course, the poser I am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had to get a picture with the main course! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight I'm heading off to Meadow Lake - I'll be taking the second half of my accredidation seminar Thursday and Friday and then next week is our winter break, so I'm headed to Saskatoon Friday night to spend some quality time with the family -- hopefully it warms up a bit.  Can't guarantee when the next post will be - but keep checkin!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Winter. (yeah right! LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1895625585491911807?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1895625585491911807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1895625585491911807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1895625585491911807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1895625585491911807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/fish-anyone.html' title='Fish Anyone?!?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7NU2FNli4I/AAAAAAAAALk/pGUMWHsVFdU/s72-c/fish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2435202327586825250</id><published>2008-02-11T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:45.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret is Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know, its not nice to keep secrets....tough luck I guess :) So, last Sunday, I booked it to Saskatoon and Dziboo and I went to visit Sheri and baby Jaslynn...I guess we're all good at keeping secrets b/c for some of you, reading this post is the first you've heard of our 8 hour drive for a 45 minute visit...but I tell you, it was definitely worth it. She is soooo sweet...hmmm...she freaked out with me, yapping and moving around but I know its just because she had so much to tell me (or so I tell myself :) ) But when Dziboo took her, she mellowed right out and he even managed to rock her to sleep, until I started talking and she woke up (apparently, according to Dziboo, the sound of my voice is what drives her to freak out...nice, eh?!? LOL) Anyways, here's some pics for your perusal....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7CoXlNli1I/AAAAAAAAALM/SeGkFxlUYVQ/s1600-h/Me+and+Jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165813895673514834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7CoXlNli1I/AAAAAAAAALM/SeGkFxlUYVQ/s320/Me+and+Jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7CoalNli2I/AAAAAAAAALU/nNMs44ZAH0A/s1600-h/Dziboo+with+Jaslynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165813947213122402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7CoalNli2I/AAAAAAAAALU/nNMs44ZAH0A/s320/Dziboo+with+Jaslynn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7CobFNli3I/AAAAAAAAALc/nZzGNJFddh0/s1600-h/Trena+and+Jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165813955803057010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7CobFNli3I/AAAAAAAAALc/nZzGNJFddh0/s320/Trena+and+Jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2435202327586825250?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2435202327586825250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2435202327586825250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2435202327586825250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2435202327586825250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/secret-is-out.html' title='The Secret is Out!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R7CoXlNli1I/AAAAAAAAALM/SeGkFxlUYVQ/s72-c/Me+and+Jas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6955829994960738987</id><published>2008-02-10T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:02:45.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So True...Makes You Think! And Laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R687EFNli0I/AAAAAAAAALE/kUTjAwW63rk/s1600-h/9872.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165412238921927490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R687EFNli0I/AAAAAAAAALE/kUTjAwW63rk/s320/9872.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think its pretty self explanatory but sometimes I come across things that just make me say Hmmmm...and laugh out loud.  This one did. I found it on one of friend's bebo pages and it just touched the sarcastic, smart ass side of me.  LOL!  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6955829994960738987?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6955829994960738987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6955829994960738987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6955829994960738987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6955829994960738987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-truemakes-you-think-and-laugh.html' title='So True...Makes You Think! And Laugh!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R687EFNli0I/AAAAAAAAALE/kUTjAwW63rk/s72-c/9872.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3418696051438655078</id><published>2008-02-09T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:57:23.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone a Friend...</title><content type='html'>So this past week, as you read, has been a difficult one...I couldn't pinpoint my feelings, whether I was blue b/c of the weather, work, life....no clue. So I spent this cold Saturday on the phone... If you tried to call you would know I literally mean all day and no, still I won't get call waiting...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking with friends does make things better...I'm feeling better and I really have my friends and family to thank for that. I had a good long chat with my brother and realized how much I really miss him...so much, its been at least 3 years since we've seen each other in the flesh...much too long...this summer is definitely the time for a trip to Vancouver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R649lVNlizI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3nFGmvVl52I/s1600-h/6409.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165133534199122738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R649lVNlizI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3nFGmvVl52I/s320/6409.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3418696051438655078?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3418696051438655078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3418696051438655078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3418696051438655078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3418696051438655078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/phone-friend.html' title='Phone a Friend...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R649lVNlizI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3nFGmvVl52I/s72-c/6409.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5535299174511865582</id><published>2008-02-07T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:46.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Blues?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I remember making a post last year about feeling kind of blue and I'm sitting here again, about to make a post that is quite similar in nature. Not sure if its just the winter blues or what but I know I need to snap out of it. The kids are happy to be back in school. After a two week, unscheduled break, they are actually smiling and laughing while I am in this winter blah. Hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, this is not an invitation to a pity party as there isn't really anything to pity....LOL...if that makes any sense whatsoever...not sure....I'm sure the slump will fade soon, and if it doesn't there's always prozac (LOL) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a hockey tournament in LaRonge this weekend...not sure if I'm going to head that way or not...no definite plans as of this moment. Guess we'll see which way the wind blows! Hopefully you're winter is a bit more cheerful today than mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ31b_OJI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4f-pBYzxcVw/s1600-h/bobbe+and+josh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164302621296507026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ31b_OJI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4f-pBYzxcVw/s320/bobbe+and+josh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ4Vb_OKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/C6scAKHVMVQ/s1600-h/adele+and+laura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164302629886441634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ4Vb_OKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/C6scAKHVMVQ/s320/adele+and+laura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ41b_OLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ud33jIIHMEA/s1600-h/jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164302638476376242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ41b_OLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ud33jIIHMEA/s320/jimmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ5Fb_OMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Asmx0pgIsjk/s1600-h/jb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164302642771343554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ5Fb_OMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Asmx0pgIsjk/s320/jb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5535299174511865582?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5535299174511865582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5535299174511865582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5535299174511865582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5535299174511865582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/winter-blues.html' title='Winter Blues?!?!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R6tJ31b_OJI/AAAAAAAAAKc/4f-pBYzxcVw/s72-c/bobbe+and+josh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6559527946002598808</id><published>2008-02-01T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:09:49.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Good Laugh?!?</title><content type='html'>Well, the following story should provide that laugh for you...here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Paul is coaching the girls hockey team and he asked me to come and skate with them. No problem ... I think to myself....I can skate...I sure as hell can't play hockey, but he just wants me to skate...alrighty then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I convince Lisa to come with me (she has played hockey before) and as we're sitting in the dressing room, Lisa convinces me to dress up in one of the boys' goalie equipment..you know, for shits and giggles....well giggle we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Problem - I have no frickin' clue how to put on goalie equipment. Once I get the pants on, I can't bend over to tie up my skates. So I call for help.  Russell comes in to dress me up. Yup. So, on goes the pants, the skates, the goalie pads (for this, I had to lie on my stomach on the dressing room floor of which only God knows what it contains...) and then on goes the chest protector, the jersey, and of course the helmut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Problem - I can't move!  I can't bend! And I sure as hell can't skate if I can't even bend my legs.  But I try to look like I know what I'm doing and I hobble out of the room and make my way to the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Problem - as soon as I step onto the ice, I fall flat on my ass...yuppers, can't bend my knees to get up, I'm laughing uncontrollably... good times...why the hell am I doing this?!? LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Problem - well, actually its the reason for the second and third problems -- the goalie pads are supposed to come up past your knees by a few inches, these goalie pads came up to my hips...hello!?!?  problems...nothing but problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, they were problems that initiated a lot of laughter...and for that, I thought I must share this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, pictures were taken...once I get my hands on those pictures, I will post one... Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6559527946002598808?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6559527946002598808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6559527946002598808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6559527946002598808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6559527946002598808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/02/need-good-laugh.html' title='Need a Good Laugh?!?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-582267951593694480</id><published>2008-01-29T11:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T11:57:56.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby its Cold Outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R59n-lb_OII/AAAAAAAAAKU/x36VrXBBrzQ/s1600-h/images[1].jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160958022888929410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R59n-lb_OII/AAAAAAAAAKU/x36VrXBBrzQ/s320/images%5B1%5D.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are, Tuesday....we're making the attempt at having school this afternoon after the school has been closed all day yesterday and this morning due to less than acceptable temperatures....brrrrrrr... is about all I could say.....even though my truck was plugged in, it still growled and me with great disdain this morning when I turned her key and begged her to start and warm up....great disdain....(did I already mention that?!?) So, thought I'd take a quick second (which has now turned into 5 minutes) to drop a blog entry in...there you be!  Stay warm my prairie friends, stay warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-582267951593694480?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/582267951593694480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=582267951593694480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/582267951593694480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/582267951593694480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby its Cold Outside!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R59n-lb_OII/AAAAAAAAAKU/x36VrXBBrzQ/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5349559006033074448</id><published>2008-01-22T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:47.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream...</title><content type='html'>hmmm...strange it was...but I've been having some pretty freaky dreams lately, and no, I haven't been drinking obscene amounts of caffeine prior to bed...not sure...maybe this brain of mine is just on overload...its been a busy couple of weeks and now its starting to slow down and I find myself sitting and thinking "hmmmm....what to do...." LOL...but, I have made a promise to you (if there actually is anyone reading these entries) to continue with updates...not much exciting to update but I did finally upload the pictures of our New Year's trip to Dipper Lake...thought I'd share those with you. I came home from Saskatoon early and went to Dipper Lake with Lisa, Barry, Duane, Norma and their kids...we stayed out there for four days...it was really cold to do much but it was relaxing and we had a blast...see for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YasqZlF4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hpiu6E4PLjM/s1600-h/three+amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339777797625730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YasqZlF4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hpiu6E4PLjM/s320/three+amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Lisa and Norma...the three amigos...or something&lt;br /&gt;like that...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YatKZlF5I/AAAAAAAAAKE/zmUjVBf5vIo/s1600-h/Lisa+ready+to+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339786387560338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YatKZlF5I/AAAAAAAAAKE/zmUjVBf5vIo/s320/Lisa+ready+to+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All dressed up and nowhere to go...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YatqZlF6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/SMfDva20YMY/s1600-h/Norma+and+trena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339794977494946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YatqZlF6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/SMfDva20YMY/s320/Norma+and+trena.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Norma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaCKZlFzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/euiHL-Psa0Q/s1600-h/chillaxin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339047653185330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaCKZlFzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/euiHL-Psa0Q/s320/chillaxin%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camping...with movies?!?  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaCqZlF0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/v0aNhrKPEXg/s1600-h/chopping+neck+bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339056243119938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaCqZlF0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/v0aNhrKPEXg/s320/chopping+neck+bones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lisa chopping up the neckbones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaC6ZlF1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/e18wfa8nSVg/s1600-h/New+Years+Eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339060538087250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaC6ZlF1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/e18wfa8nSVg/s320/New+Years+Eve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look like a thug!  Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaDaZlF2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/zaCvyRUgKuU/s1600-h/snow+angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339069128021858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaDaZlF2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/zaCvyRUgKuU/s320/snow+angels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dana and Shaniya making snow angels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaD6ZlF3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IcH8u4-thag/s1600-h/stitches!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158339077717956466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YaD6ZlF3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IcH8u4-thag/s320/stitches!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the bright blue stitches on the end of what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;used to be a fairly cute nose....but I'm not bitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5349559006033074448?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5349559006033074448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5349559006033074448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5349559006033074448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5349559006033074448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-night-i-had-strangest-dream.html' title='Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R5YasqZlF4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hpiu6E4PLjM/s72-c/three+amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6932458241593706934</id><published>2008-01-17T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T15:31:59.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Here!  She's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4_HZKZlFxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/czfxWna2Opk/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156559333464807186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4_HZKZlFxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/czfxWna2Opk/s320/GetAttachment.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcome to baby!  Sheri had a baby girl at 12:30pm on Tuesday January 15th -- she weighed   5 lbs and 1/2 an ounce and was 18 1/2 inches in length... I'm pretty sure they're going to stick with the name Jaslynn...she's healthy, Mom's healthy...yeah!  Put them in your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6932458241593706934?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6932458241593706934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6932458241593706934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6932458241593706934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6932458241593706934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/01/shes-here-shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s Here!  She&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4_HZKZlFxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/czfxWna2Opk/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-4953971516414704752</id><published>2008-01-17T09:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:47.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Modern Man....Shakespeare the true Hollywood A-lister...</title><content type='html'>This is the last week of classes for the fall semester, exams are next week, I'm busier than ever trying to mark all assignments, calculate marks, create exams, create course outlines for next semester, get ready for next semester, use my spark of creativity to create some new bulletin boards...oh yeah, and sometimes I need to sleep! LOL...I am probably making it sound so much more dramatic than it needs to be...perhaps it is my inner Drama Queen emerging! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R49yhqZlFwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TtsnfOZwbcA/s1600-h/images.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156466021005334274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R49yhqZlFwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TtsnfOZwbcA/s320/images.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am exhausted, it is an extremely amazing exhaustion -- it kind of feels like I'm back in University -- and I'm loving it...I'm getting "stoked" for next semester...it should be fun. I'll be teaching grade 10 English, grade 12 English, Communications (a grade 11 elective) and Drama (a grade 11 elective). Now, I've complained about teaching drama before (I taught it last year) because its very difficult to get the kids motivated to participate -- they kind of like to sitting there and being sponges...but this year is different -- rather than active drama (like acting and theatre sports) we are doing an entire semester of....hold on, wait for it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R49v3KZlFvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QDmrFQvRws4/s1600-h/shake_lp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156463091837638386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R49v3KZlFvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QDmrFQvRws4/s320/shake_lp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shakespeare and film --- woo hoo! I'm anxious...it's definitely one class that I'm excited to prepare for...less reading and writing and more connections and projects! YIPEE! So, I guess that is all of the news I have as of yet...oh no! There's more, but that news definitely deserves its own post...I'll get back to that one this afternoon! Later Shakespeare lovers (I hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-4953971516414704752?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/4953971516414704752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=4953971516414704752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/4953971516414704752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/4953971516414704752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/01/modern-manshakespeare-true-hollywood.html' title='The Modern Man....Shakespeare the true Hollywood A-lister...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R49yhqZlFwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TtsnfOZwbcA/s72-c/images.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5465696242957109086</id><published>2008-01-14T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T09:21:12.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody's working for the weekend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4t91KZlFsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kGxdThDEB1A/s1600-h/education.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155352550733846210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4t91KZlFsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kGxdThDEB1A/s320/education.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, hopefully there were some other unfortunate souls, other than myself, who were working this weekend...I attended the first 2 days of the Accreditation seminar and it was...interesting. I was asked last night if I learned anything and I reluctantly admitted that the answer was no; however, I was enlightened and certain issues certainly had me pondering. I think as a teacher you often just are so engulfed within your own world and classroom that you forget to stop and think about the pedagogical aspect of what you're doing. Teaching can become robotic in a way - and that is not necessarily a bad thing...not at all....For me, teaching high school English has become robotic -- I have my methods and I stick to what I know works for the kids, and with what works for me. Yet, there is this looming expectation (maybe expectation isn't the right word because it is a necessary obligation) to meet established learning outcomes and objectives. I'm not sure how often I sit down with the curriculum and highlight or check off the ones we've achieved as a class -- which technically I should be doing. But, when I'm forced to think about the objectives, I know that I'm covering them. Throughout the 2 day seminar (one of these days was Saturday, hence the title for this post) some good discussions were created about alot of interesting "teacher" topics. A lot of digressions also occurred (of the two, I must admit I tend to enjoy the digressions more! Even though I try to steer my English students on topic...how ironic is that...I guess its true that teachers make the worst students...LOL) Anyways.. all of these discussions and digressions had me questioning my own teaching style and pedagogy --- with a new semester coming up, this is the perfect opportunity for me to try out a couple of things that were discussed and if they don't work? What the hell...gave it a shot! So, we have one more 2 day session to attend and then I will be accredited....this will make the lives of my students a bit less stressful... a good thing.... I guess the true joy of teaching is that you never stop learning....quite profound...and for a Monday morning to top it off! Hope you all had enjoyable weekends..until next time...take it easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5465696242957109086?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5465696242957109086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5465696242957109086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5465696242957109086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5465696242957109086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/01/everybodys-working-for-weekend.html' title='Everybody&apos;s working for the weekend....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4t91KZlFsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kGxdThDEB1A/s72-c/education.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2524109190417125233</id><published>2008-01-10T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T14:10:56.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The First "Ah Ha" Moment of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4Z3l6ZlFrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GmwwLkpxh20/s1600-h/images.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153938316787521202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4Z3l6ZlFrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GmwwLkpxh20/s320/images.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hopefully there will be many more to come.  Hopefully.  My Grade 10 English class is in the midst of reading the above novel, and they are finally getting the knack of studying literature -- realizing the power of words and other people's stories....wow....the grade 12's had a powerful ah ha moment last year that made me realize truly why I love doing this ...but today there were tears involved...yes, the words on the page (accompanied by my somewhat powerful voice I may add...LOL) brought them to tears...not sobbing tears...but like the tears that run quietly down your face while you see a moving commercial (what about the &lt;em&gt;Pampers&lt;/em&gt; commercial which is accompanied by Rod Stewart's song&lt;em&gt;  Forever Young&lt;/em&gt;) Yes...the first Ah ha moment -- finally! If you haven't read this novel, give it a go -- hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as we are!  Later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2524109190417125233?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2524109190417125233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2524109190417125233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2524109190417125233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2524109190417125233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-ah-ha-moment-of-2008.html' title='The First &quot;Ah Ha&quot; Moment of 2008'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4Z3l6ZlFrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GmwwLkpxh20/s72-c/images.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3543331920556161796</id><published>2008-01-08T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:48.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Sitting Comfortably?</title><content type='html'>Then we'll begin....I know, I know, it's been over 6 months since the last post (insert negative comments about mass forms of communication here) but I've been busy (yes, you're busy too) but really....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we are in 2008...I'm not sure exactly why the time is passing by so quickly (but at the same time I'm not complaining) We're in the midst of wrapping up this semester and the second semester is quickly approaching...phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year(well, the school year that is) has been going really well....as usual, I was really busy with volleyball and with getting myself organized, trying to get the students to appreciate literature (quite a big task some days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the guilt regarding the lack of blogging has been tugging at me for quite awhile (but obviously not enough that I've ever done anything about it) so although I definitely don't believe in New Year's Resolutions, I thought to myself that I ought to make a better effort to keep up this blog thing... and maybe you're complaints (you know who you are) will slow down, maybe even stop (hey, a girl can dream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it would take way to much space and energy to fill you in on all of the events since the last post (I know, my own fault) so I won't even try...but I will try to update this on a more regular basis...pictures, digressions, ponderings....whatever...oh! I guess that is the title of this thing! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to a new year and new thoughts! Hope somebody out there is reading this...or I'll be forever pondering why the heck I even bother....LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Below are some random pictures from the past 6 months just to gawk at...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OicKZlFnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8eNEu0RFjhc/s1600-h/liz+in+her+tent,+palace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153141003353658994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OicKZlFnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8eNEu0RFjhc/s320/liz+in+her+tent,+palace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liz in her palace, I mean tent, at Key Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OicaZlFoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1__nxm7q9SU/s1600-h/Darryl+and+Dominic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153141007648626306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OicaZlFoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1__nxm7q9SU/s320/Darryl+and+Dominic.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darryl and Dominic....camping @ Key Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4Oic6ZlFpI/AAAAAAAAAII/mS51xyOB6xs/s1600-h/storytime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153141016238560914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4Oic6ZlFpI/AAAAAAAAAII/mS51xyOB6xs/s320/storytime.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just hangin' around @ Key Lake (Sept '07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OidaZlFqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K9sk9aKpurs/s1600-h/we"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153141024828495522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OidaZlFqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K9sk9aKpurs/s320/we%27re+pulling!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barry, Duane, Lisa and I pulling up the Moose they shot....oh, great hunters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OfuKZlFjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/yQW1WvlOgLA/s1600-h/vball+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153138014056420914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OfuKZlFjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/yQW1WvlOgLA/s320/vball+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The Senior Girls VBall team - with their silver medals!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of fun with these girls, as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OfuqZlFkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mjkAezrh5DA/s1600-h/the+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153138022646355522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OfuqZlFkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mjkAezrh5DA/s320/the+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Norma, Me, Lisa at Primeau Lake in July&lt;br /&gt;Went to Dipper Lake with them by boat for summer holidays - had a blast, made some unforgettable memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4Ofu6ZlFlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Q5r-osDK5yw/s1600-h/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153138026941322834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4Ofu6ZlFlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Q5r-osDK5yw/s320/funny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dana (Norma's daughter) and me at Key Lake for culture week in September... it rained for the entire week but it was a lot of fun nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OfvKZlFmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MFJkrTacLb8/s1600-h/Me+and+My+Wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153138031236290146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OfvKZlFmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MFJkrTacLb8/s320/Me+and+My+Wife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Me and Maryann at Key Lake....apparently I haven't "washed up" yet...LOL...YUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3543331920556161796?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3543331920556161796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3543331920556161796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3543331920556161796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3543331920556161796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-you-sitting-comfortably.html' title='Are You Sitting Comfortably?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R4OicKZlFnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8eNEu0RFjhc/s72-c/liz+in+her+tent,+palace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-141239699378895048</id><published>2007-06-02T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:49.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation 2007</title><content type='html'>Go confidently in the direction of your dreams, act as though it were impossible to fail. Success is having the determination and the courage to become the person you believe you were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago I graduated from high school and yesterday I saw the first group of high school students I taught graduate...interesting ... it was an amazing yet exhausting day. They were all so beautiful and it was an honour to be able to say I was a part of that. As they hugged me after the ceremony, I became quite emotional...watching them walk down the walkway , it was their moment...Regardless of what they do in the next few years, they will succeed. These kids overcome so much to make it to school everyday and even more to graduate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started this year I was really nervous to teach high school...but after participating (and being able to give a speech to the graduates) I realize how rewarding this year has been for me. They taught me a lot about teaching, and about living. They piss me off sometimes, but when you hear a 17 year old young man tell you that he loves you and thanks for helping him out, that moment makes every shitty day worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHnF_qBlpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VlktzIIfp4I/s1600-h/Mitchell+and+Trena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071588745568949906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHnF_qBlpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VlktzIIfp4I/s320/Mitchell+and+Trena.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mitchell Black and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHnGPqBlqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zV6WLytVRCY/s1600-h/vicky,+toni,+me,+miranda,+randie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071588749863917218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHnGPqBlqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zV6WLytVRCY/s320/vicky,+toni,+me,+miranda,+randie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vicky, Toni, Me, Miranda, Randie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHnGfqBlrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_cZSNJw4sAE/s1600-h/Trena+and+Sam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071588754158884530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHnGfqBlrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_cZSNJw4sAE/s320/Trena+and+Sam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trena and Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHiaPqBlkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uVoMqUg9m6Q/s1600-h/beautiful.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071583595903161922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHiaPqBlkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uVoMqUg9m6Q/s320/beautiful.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Grads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHiafqBllI/AAAAAAAAAGg/krDvH8_bvWk/s1600-h/daniel+and+trena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071583600198129234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHiafqBllI/AAAAAAAAAGg/krDvH8_bvWk/s320/daniel+and+trena.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel McIntyre and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHia_qBlmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VEMvHVUS68c/s1600-h/Grads.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071583608788063842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHia_qBlmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VEMvHVUS68c/s320/Grads.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graduates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHibPqBlnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TqHmNGFWoYk/s1600-h/Mary+Ann+and+Trena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071583613083031154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHibPqBlnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TqHmNGFWoYk/s320/Mary+Ann+and+Trena.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Ann Loves Me! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHibfqBloI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O_LgqbKxc5c/s1600-h/Mitchell+and+Norma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071583617377998466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHibfqBloI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O_LgqbKxc5c/s320/Mitchell+and+Norma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitchell and his Auntie Norma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-141239699378895048?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/141239699378895048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=141239699378895048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/141239699378895048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/141239699378895048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/06/graduation-2007.html' title='Graduation 2007'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHnF_qBlpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VlktzIIfp4I/s72-c/Mitchell+and+Trena.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2355306843643257069</id><published>2007-06-02T14:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:51.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>McArthur River Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;So, on Friday May 11th (yup, and I'm finally posting the pictures now...bad Trena) I went with some of the kids and Mr. Thomson to tour the McArthur River Mine site, it's an underground uranium mine -- it was really interesting. We traveled down to two of the underground levels...neat. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHYz_qBlfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LIULeeQ3aJM/s1600-h/Dana+and+Sam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071573043168515570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHYz_qBlfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LIULeeQ3aJM/s320/Dana+and+Sam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam and Dana... waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY0PqBlgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t2wGZFppJVQ/s1600-h/getting+ready+to+go+underground.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071573047463482882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY0PqBlgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/t2wGZFppJVQ/s320/getting+ready+to+go+underground.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting dressed up in the mine gear..sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY0fqBlhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/4nNzEqN9BXk/s1600-h/Patuanak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071573051758450194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY0fqBlhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/4nNzEqN9BXk/s320/Patuanak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Patuanak...from the air(a recent one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY0_qBliI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TphdSzKjLF0/s1600-h/Heather.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071573060348384802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY0_qBliI/AAAAAAAAAGI/TphdSzKjLF0/s320/Heather.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather on one of her smoke breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY1PqBljI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_3U6qfHSraY/s1600-h/lots+of+walking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071573064643352114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHY1PqBljI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_3U6qfHSraY/s320/lots+of+walking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking a lot in heavy rubber boots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHQPvqBlcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LvdaLkvX3SE/s320/Trena+and+Vicky.JPG" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHQP_qBldI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kzyxQTlBWcQ/s1600-h/Hanging+out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071563628600202706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHQP_qBldI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kzyxQTlBWcQ/s320/Hanging+out.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gabby and Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHQQPqBleI/AAAAAAAAAFo/DtJ9iKglH8A/s1600-h/JB+sleeping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071563632895170018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHQQPqBleI/AAAAAAAAAFo/DtJ9iKglH8A/s320/JB+sleeping.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wiped out!  JB sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOlPqBlXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/T5C6s8bXGNk/s1600-h/Group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071561794649167218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOlPqBlXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/T5C6s8bXGNk/s320/Group.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cute in their gear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOlfqBlYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JS_F3szV60A/s1600-h/Group+Coveralls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071561798944134530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOlfqBlYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/JS_F3szV60A/s320/Group+Coveralls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can we take the coveralls home?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOlvqBlZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k_kuxP5T-XM/s1600-h/Patuanak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071561803239101842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOlvqBlZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k_kuxP5T-XM/s320/Patuanak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another one of Patch Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOmvqBlaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ouKeckk7dG0/s1600-h/Sexy+Coveralls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071561820418971042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOmvqBlaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ouKeckk7dG0/s320/Sexy+Coveralls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see me? Hint, yellow hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOm_qBlbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8Y-BeSeeUzw/s1600-h/Waiting+for+the+Plane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071561824713938354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHOm_qBlbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8Y-BeSeeUzw/s320/Waiting+for+the+Plane.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2355306843643257069?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2355306843643257069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2355306843643257069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2355306843643257069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2355306843643257069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/06/mcarthur-river-tour.html' title='McArthur River Tour'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RmHYz_qBlfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LIULeeQ3aJM/s72-c/Dana+and+Sam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6674396170626407224</id><published>2007-05-31T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:51.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lied...Sorry</title><content type='html'>And busy isn't an excuse, I know...so, here I am today (well, tonight) going to post some pictures from the last month or so...they are in no particular order, but they might be entertaining...some even breathtaking (of course those are the ones with me in them...HA! Just kidding) No more typing, onto pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then, here is me in a banana suit. Kevin and Nathan took me for a wicked boat ride a couple of weeks ago and it was quite wavy coming back which made it very cold and very wet...but we (well, they) were prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5ys_qBlSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AqADrBUjaSc/s1600-h/Banana+Suit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070616347793265954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5ys_qBlSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AqADrBUjaSc/s320/Banana+Suit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Halfway Lake, not sure if it is acutally halfway or what it is halfway between, but that's the name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5ytfqBlTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XRFT6oRar1E/s1600-h/halfway+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070616356383200562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5ytfqBlTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XRFT6oRar1E/s320/halfway+lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of Ile A La Crosse Lake, beautiful....look on a map of Saskatchewan, you'll find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5yt_qBlUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uWqaPd4YBj8/s1600-h/Ile+a+la+Crosse+Lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070616364973135170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5yt_qBlUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uWqaPd4YBj8/s320/Ile+a+la+Crosse+Lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of me in my banana suit, I know, who could resist?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5yufqBlVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MNvTheB-4lk/s1600-h/miserable+trena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070616373563069778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5yufqBlVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MNvTheB-4lk/s320/miserable+trena.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still ice on the shoreline, in May...welcome to the North (but then again, nothing compared to the entire lake still being frozen like Great Bear Lake! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5yvPqBlWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6nzo4YzLQrg/s1600-h/May+Ice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070616386447971682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5yvPqBlWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6nzo4YzLQrg/s320/May+Ice.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm getting pretty wiped, I really do think about blogging...I've got a lot more pictures to post, so don't give up on me yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6674396170626407224?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6674396170626407224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6674396170626407224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6674396170626407224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6674396170626407224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-liedsorry.html' title='I Lied...Sorry'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rl5ys_qBlSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AqADrBUjaSc/s72-c/Banana+Suit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7798761134570326525</id><published>2007-05-17T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:52.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rky8Y_qBlPI/AAAAAAAAADw/PavMZpXfh7U/s1600-h/grad+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065630818475545842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rky8Y_qBlPI/AAAAAAAAADw/PavMZpXfh7U/s320/grad+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May 6th - Michele's 40th Birthday Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Left to Right - Carol, Mabel, Rosalyn, Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dorothy, Michele, Evon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(women I work with)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rky8ZfqBlQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OAgJ6XIHD24/s1600-h/grad+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065630827065480450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rky8ZfqBlQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OAgJ6XIHD24/s320/grad+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Grade 12's&lt;br /&gt;(most of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rky8aPqBlRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PO2LvEV9sjI/s1600-h/grad+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065630839950382354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rky8aPqBlRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PO2LvEV9sjI/s320/grad+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies, but life has been busy and even though this computer sits in front of me everyday, it seems I just don't get around to it. But, after receiving many "update your blog" messages, I thought it's about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on the last couple of days of classes, reviewing for exams, getting exams created, doing marks...its busy....the time flew by. The kids are amazed at how fast this last month has gone... Grad is on June 1st...then we're officially done the school year for 2006-2007...phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've signed my contract for next year, so no changing addresses and schools for me this year. Quite a relief. I had wanted to travel this summer to Vancouver but after my stressful summer last year I think I'm just going to hang out between here and Saskatoon. I want to enjoy the summer of fishing and camping -- an advantage of living in the north! Which is funny now to say north as its really not as north as I'm used to but you get the drift....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I've been enjoying quad rides and boat rides and being busy with work. Ummm...haven't been doing to much scrapbooking or sewing -- winter things I suppose. The weather is too nice.... I'll be moving upstairs in June which will be nice as there are two bedrooms so I'll have room to put people if they come visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken a lot of pictures lately but haven't put them on the computer yet so as soon as I do I will post them (tomorrow maybe?!?) But for now, you get a few odd shots of the graduates of this year...next year will be different without them... I've gotten so close to them teaching them all year...but I'm sure I'll say the same thing next year...until next time ...(which I hope to promise won't be as long) take it easy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7798761134570326525?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7798761134570326525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7798761134570326525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7798761134570326525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7798761134570326525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rky8Y_qBlPI/AAAAAAAAADw/PavMZpXfh7U/s72-c/grad+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-8789053707817448479</id><published>2007-04-16T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:52.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures...I know, you're shocked....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;that I actually took pictures and that I'm actually posting them...phew...it was tough but I managed! So, I actually took more but can only do so much at one time...they say patience is a virtue, hope that they're right (who are &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; anyway? ) So, we had a conference in Regina for a week, and then I headed East on the good ole #1 to visit Jenn in Brandon...so good to spend time with her, even if just for the weekend.  Bitchy Betty (the car for those of you who don't know her pet name) was cooperative and we made it there, back, and here again! (She may not have guts but she does deserve some glory! LOL) So, I'll give some info as to the pics below...enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY0_dPg9I/AAAAAAAAADI/LMM7pNvycu4/s1600-h/Trena+and+Jenn+Good+One.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054121611738710994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY0_dPg9I/AAAAAAAAADI/LMM7pNvycu4/s320/Trena+and+Jenn+Good+One.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenn and I (together again, insert "awww" here!) outside her new pad in Brandon, Manitoba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY1fdPg-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Xy3i15SSPOU/s1600-h/Me+and+Grandma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054121620328645602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY1fdPg-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Xy3i15SSPOU/s320/Me+and+Grandma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got to spend the day with Grandma.  We went shopping and then out for supper with the rest of the family...usually only get to see them for about an hour...but an hour is better than nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY1vdPg_I/AAAAAAAAADY/gbWfKo2qpJw/s1600-h/Me+and+Mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054121624623612914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY1vdPg_I/AAAAAAAAADY/gbWfKo2qpJw/s320/Me+and+Mom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmm...people say I look like Mom....you think?  Pretty impossible from the DNA perspective, but who knows?!? LOL....I spent a couple of nights out at the farm with Mom and Bill...they're getting into that busy season again, and I'm just not a farm girl...the city was calling me back (or the shopping?  whichever....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY2PdPhAI/AAAAAAAAADg/--e55ZOe4wg/s1600-h/Battle!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054121633213547522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY2PdPhAI/AAAAAAAAADg/--e55ZOe4wg/s320/Battle!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Pee Wee boys from Patuanak were playing in the FSIN tournament in Saskatoon on the weekend.  Friday night I hung out at Ruckers with them for awhile.  I'm not sure who had more fun, the kids or the chaperones!  Russell and Archie playing for Grand Champion of Lord of the Rings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY2fdPhBI/AAAAAAAAADo/-kK1RzxmaJc/s1600-h/Lucas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054121637508514834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY2fdPhBI/AAAAAAAAADo/-kK1RzxmaJc/s320/Lucas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But, as you can tell, the kids had their fair share (I'm a poet!) of fun too!  I've got some more pics, but you'll have to wait for later!  Ummm...good two weeks off (well, technically we were working for part of it while we were at the conference...) The kids are happy to be back at school, the weather is perking up...therefore, so am I...LOL...later gaters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-8789053707817448479?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/8789053707817448479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=8789053707817448479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8789053707817448479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8789053707817448479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/04/picturesi-know-youre-shocked.html' title='Pictures...I know, you&apos;re shocked....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RiPY0_dPg9I/AAAAAAAAADI/LMM7pNvycu4/s72-c/Trena+and+Jenn+Good+One.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-8456805605624695064</id><published>2007-04-10T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:53:12.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know...I had promised pictures</title><content type='html'>And you will get them...when I get back to Patuanak...I did take some (pat on the backs will be allowed!) But I left my camera cord at home, so you're going to have to wait.  Although I'm not so sure they're worth waiting for.  So, I've been on the road and now I'm back in Toon Town... We went to Regina for a teacher's conference...it was good...very inspiring... and now we're on Easter Break.  I drove out to Brandon to visit Jenn in her new digs...nice little town.  Needless to say there was tequila involved in our visit...I'm not used to that anymore (can you say hangover?  I couldn't move nevermind talk!  Just kidding, it wasn't that bad...LOL) Ummm....spent the night and most of today with my Mom and Bill...nice to be visiting but I'm starting to miss my "feather nest" at home.  Enough whining from me.  Anyways, a quick update...and I'll post pictures once I'm back...later gaters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-8456805605624695064?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/8456805605624695064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=8456805605624695064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8456805605624695064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8456805605624695064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-i-knowi-had-promised-pictures.html' title='I know, I know...I had promised pictures'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3193042568123575323</id><published>2007-03-30T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T15:02:54.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Break...</title><content type='html'>Well, its 3pm here in Patuanak, and the beginning of a long 2 week break for the kids.  I'm leaving to Toon Town tomorrow morning and then to Regina on Monday for a conference.  The conference is finished on Thursday and I'm off to Brandon to check out Jenn's new pad.  Then, back to the farm to have a visit with the folks and then back to work....I'm sure it will go by that fast too.  The kids are ready for a break, then only 5 weeks until finals.  This school year is almost over...phew... survived!  Shouldn't speak too soon I guess:) I'll try to post a bit of news (if there's any to report) if not, you'll be hearing from me (and I will TRY my hardest to start taking pictures) on April 16th. Ciao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3193042568123575323?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3193042568123575323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3193042568123575323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3193042568123575323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3193042568123575323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-break.html' title='Another Break...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1948851893398647361</id><published>2007-03-26T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:36:47.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey, Hockey, Hockey</title><content type='html'>Did I mention hockey?!?  So, the FSIN (Federation of Saskatchewan Indian Nations) hockey tournamnet was on in North Battleford this past weekend, and I watched a lot of hockey.  Even though I remembered to grab my camera on the way out my door Friday afternoon, I didn't manage to take any pictures...bad Trena, I know.  But, it was an action packed tournament.  Patuanak had 3 teams (Rec Boys, Girls, and the Pats played in the contact division) I went with Alex (from next door) and we pulled in right before the rec boys' second game.  The tournament started Friday morning, but we worked until noon, so we didn't make it until around 6pm.  The rec boys were out of the tournament after their second game, but they played hard and had fun.  The Pats came in third in their division after putting in a good fight (they had to play 3 games back to back so they were pretty worn out) Our girls lost in a shoot out so they came in second.  It was good to see them play and its always nice to be in an environment other than school to get to know the kids and people in the community.  Starting to feel better about being here and missing Deline a bit less...which is good.  I guess it just took some time.  But, spring has arrived.  The roads are slushy and the kids are full of spring fever.  I caught a cold (insert sympathy here) and am back at work after a very busy weekend. Life is good.  The weather has peaked my spirits a bit...now just have to finish getting rid of that slush all over our driveway so my poor little car has a chance.  I realized I've moved off of the title for this post...hockey, hockey, hockey....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1948851893398647361?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1948851893398647361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1948851893398647361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1948851893398647361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1948851893398647361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/03/hockey-hockey-hockey.html' title='Hockey, Hockey, Hockey'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1339534598696808051</id><published>2007-03-20T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:41:16.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rowan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RgAALvSfZQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gJnyECMIIqo/s1600-h/RowanMar2007030.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044031784327537922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RgAALvSfZQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gJnyECMIIqo/s320/RowanMar2007030.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those of you who are interested, this is the newest picture of Jana's baby boy, Rowan.  His jaundice is gone and he looks so sweet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1339534598696808051?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1339534598696808051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1339534598696808051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1339534598696808051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1339534598696808051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/03/rowan.html' title='Rowan'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RgAALvSfZQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gJnyECMIIqo/s72-c/RowanMar2007030.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-8003137587929647997</id><published>2007-03-19T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T09:34:55.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ERFN's Winter Festival</title><content type='html'>I suppose I should take the word "photographs" out of this title as I never seem to take any...I have 2 fantastic cameras but rarely do I carry them around with me.  Must make better effort to be a tourist in this community so I can start posting pictures.  Regardless of my inability to snap a shot, I'll try to locate some pictures from the weekend and post them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have school Thursday afternoon or Friday b/c of the winter festival.  Thursday at lunch, I packed up a tonne of work to complete over the extra long weekend as I wasn't planning in partaking in the festivities.  However, I got the bug.  The community bug.  It's the one thing I probably miss the most about Deline -- community events where you really get to put faces to names and names to faces....and where you can mingle and laugh and get to know people a bit outside of the usual 'teacher' role.  And that's what this weekend was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the festival pretty much all weekend, barely home at all to work on all that 'stuff' I had intended to do.  I laughed so much during the Elder's activities and the Mr. Macho and Ms. Beautiful contest (all about cross dressing).  It was very rejuvinating for me....made me appreciate the community more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure. This is home now so best make the most of it.  Getting to know more people makes it feel more like a home -- I know, I've said that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, activities were everything from street hockey, snow shoeing, slooshing, nail pounding, jigging, fishing derby, Mad Trapper Relay events and more. I was on the lake for about 4 hours yesterday and it was cold (ever)!  The wind was wicked and I ended up getting a bit of a wind burn -- but I have to say it was worth it.  There were also dances on Friday and Saturday night with a fiddle band...good times....just like in Deline, the elders like to laugh at me....at least I provide some entertainment!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to work now... another full week of school ahead with report cards coming out on Friday.  Sorry about the lack of images, I'll work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-8003137587929647997?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/8003137587929647997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=8003137587929647997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8003137587929647997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8003137587929647997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/03/erfns-winter-festival.html' title='ERFN&apos;s Winter Festival'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5423154955614110745</id><published>2007-03-14T08:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:15:58.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Craving Spring, Summer, Fall...Anything but Winter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RfgHo19YCTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BRy-_MOG4Fc/s1600-h/LR_005.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041788181101938994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RfgHo19YCTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BRy-_MOG4Fc/s320/LR_005.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is an aerial photograph of the community of Patuanak.  Seeing it makes me want the snow to be gone and the spring air to be here...although I'm not really looking forward to the mud...but, can't have it all!  We've been having some pretty strange weather...last Friday I thought for sure that the melting process would be underway but today I woke up to -27 ....and its March!  Aaaawwww.... I was at the gas bar the other day, filling up, and one of the ladies from town was there...she told me "the weather is like a man, just keeps teasing us and changes like (insert sound of snapping fingers here)" Hmmm....the weather is something alright.  We were chatting for awhile and came to the conclusion that regardless of the season, there is always something to complain about...too muddy...too hot....too many bugs....I guess we need to enjoy the day for what it is...regardless, it still is beautiful up here... enough rantings from me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5423154955614110745?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5423154955614110745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5423154955614110745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5423154955614110745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5423154955614110745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/03/craving-spring-summer-fallanything-but.html' title='Craving Spring, Summer, Fall...Anything but Winter...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RfgHo19YCTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BRy-_MOG4Fc/s72-c/LR_005.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-8741705409887210946</id><published>2007-03-12T15:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T15:53:12.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visual DNA</title><content type='html'>Haven't looked at it closely yet so not sure how accurate it is, seeing as you have to choose one of the options available...or a blank box...however, fills the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#343466" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#343466&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_10DA59D2.jpeg&amp;c1=Tattoos tell stories, or at least the ones Im interested in do&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_57540F5B.jpeg&amp;c2=Love cranking the music and singing along on the road&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6781E621.jpeg&amp;c3=Just wish I cold afford it!&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;c4=Allows you to go anywhere&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A0F44BD.jpeg&amp;c5=be happy with yourself... all people are unique and important&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&amp;c6=growing old with somebody, a friend or a lover...amazing gift&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2ED3857.jpeg&amp;c7=hard to start my day without it&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-351AAC0D.jpeg&amp;c8=the colour appeals to me&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_631B702E.jpeg&amp;c9=sand and water...  perfect combination!&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;c10=going places Ive never been - doesnt have to be exotic&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2D00D6DF.jpeg&amp;c11=would love to do this&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-31AF758B.jpeg&amp;c12=too much coffee is painful, good substitute!&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_791C6076.jpeg&amp;c13=love the water, makes me feel peaceful&amp;moodlabel=WILD CAT&amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;habitslabel=BACK TO BASICS&amp;uid=69072-561e&amp;srv=iwebhd5" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=69072-561e&amp;srv=iwebhd5" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-8741705409887210946?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/8741705409887210946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=8741705409887210946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8741705409887210946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8741705409887210946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-visual-dna.html' title='My Visual DNA'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5516359455657356923</id><published>2007-03-05T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T14:53:54.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?!?</title><content type='html'>So I got this interesting email from one of my friends...rather than forwarding it on, I thought I would just post it here...try it out...good for a laugh anyways (and having a laugh is a great way to start the week off...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snoopy Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your dad's side, your favourite candy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Olive Licorice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blue Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adele Saskatoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 2 letters of mom's maiden name and first&lt;br /&gt;3 letters of the town you grew up in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Phetrpacla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Terrorist Name: (first name spelled backwards, your mom's maiden name spelled backwards) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anert Nosluap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favorite color, favorite drink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Blue Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5516359455657356923?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5516359455657356923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5516359455657356923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5516359455657356923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5516359455657356923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?!?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1355614401354519092</id><published>2007-02-28T09:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:08:29.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sponge Bob Square Pants....What the Heck Does That Mean?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/ReW-Um8ZeVI/AAAAAAAAACo/cfzhGANqjC4/s1600-h/images[1].jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036641019544303954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/ReW-Um8ZeVI/AAAAAAAAACo/cfzhGANqjC4/s320/images%5B1%5D.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently, this is the cartoon character my personality is related to...do ya think? Here's what it states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are Sponge Bob Square Pants: You are the classic person that everyone loves. You are the best friend that anyone could ever have and never wants to lose. You never cause harm to anyone and they would never not understand your feelings. Life is a journey, it ' s funny and calm for the most part. Stay away from traitors and jealous people, and you will be stress free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how close that is to the description of me...maybe you could tell me how accurate this is...I must say, aside from the virtual bubble wrap, I quite enjoy taking little online quizzes ....yup, fun for the bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see what cartoon character you are....take the test....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naucon.net/misc/tests/cartoon_char.htm" target="blank"&gt;Cartoon Character Test &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1355614401354519092?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1355614401354519092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1355614401354519092&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1355614401354519092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1355614401354519092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sponge-bob-square-pantswhat-heck.html' title='I&apos;m Sponge Bob Square Pants....What the Heck Does That Mean?!?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/ReW-Um8ZeVI/AAAAAAAAACo/cfzhGANqjC4/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1677770543480495670</id><published>2007-02-22T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:35:42.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathtaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Life isn't about the breaths you take, it's about the moments that take your breath away."`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~Simon Nator~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rd4ZwG8ZeUI/AAAAAAAAACc/s1ZJ0lF6ELI/s1600-h/Great+Bear+Lake....+11pm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034489747735148866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rd4ZwG8ZeUI/AAAAAAAAACc/s1ZJ0lF6ELI/s320/Great+Bear+Lake....+11pm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So very true... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although there has seemed to be a lot of death surrounding me lately, I am extremely happy to report that Jana (one of my students) had her baby today!  YEAH!  She had a natural delivery and mommy and new baby boy (who has yet to be given a name) are both healthy and doing well.  He was 8lbs and 3oz...wow...now, there's something that takes your breath away.  The lesson for today?  Stop and let life take your breath away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1677770543480495670?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1677770543480495670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1677770543480495670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1677770543480495670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1677770543480495670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/breathtaking.html' title='Breathtaking'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rd4ZwG8ZeUI/AAAAAAAAACc/s1ZJ0lF6ELI/s72-c/Great+Bear+Lake....+11pm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6901622985906216987</id><published>2007-02-21T11:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:36:06.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What did we do before the internet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rdx-oG8ZeTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PI5y1UHx8E8/s1600-h/Sheri+and+Trena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034037711017179442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rdx-oG8ZeTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PI5y1UHx8E8/s320/Sheri+and+Trena.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sheri and I are approachig our 20th year of friendship...wow...and we've been through a lot together and supported each other through a lot of our more independent struggles, journeys and "stupid" moments. When we were kids, we used to play together...you know, the old fashioned way -- using our imaginations. My grandparents had a vacent basement suite in their house and we used to play down there, or pretend the back steps were the checkout at a grocery store...now what? Well, as great as the internet can be...and as much as I am an avid fan and user of this omniscient invention -- it can turn your brain to mush and eliminate your imagination completely...as Sheri and I discovered while at her mom's "purusing" the internet world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a site dedicated to eradicating boredom...amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.bored.com target="blank"&gt;Bored.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on this site...there is a link to prove one of the funniest quotes I have ever come across...(well, maybe not &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; but...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Therapy is expensive.  Popping bubble wrap is free."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, perhaps this is not an issue of boredom but rather an issue of stress management...if you feel the need to pop some bubble wrap and you don't have any handy, you can now do it virtually!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.bored.com/snapbubbles/index.htm target="blank"&gt;Virtual Bubble Wrap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless the Internet!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6901622985906216987?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6901622985906216987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6901622985906216987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6901622985906216987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6901622985906216987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-did-we-do-before-internet.html' title='What did we do before the internet?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rdx-oG8ZeTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PI5y1UHx8E8/s72-c/Sheri+and+Trena.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2378511455840837430</id><published>2007-02-18T12:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:05:39.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road Again...</title><content type='html'>Well, back on the road...heading back to Patuanak...the week was good although stressful at times.  I'm ready to go back to work...did I just say that!?!  LOL...anyways, once I'm home I'll post some recent photos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2378511455840837430?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2378511455840837430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2378511455840837430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2378511455840837430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2378511455840837430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-road-again.html' title='On the Road Again...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-438091649273541793</id><published>2007-02-13T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:15:18.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Kind of Break...</title><content type='html'>So its Tuesday already -- and the drama never ends.  Really - - can I not just have a drama free w/e home?  Whatever.  However, it is great to be able to come home for the breaks....I think this is our winter break but I don't think I really heard if it had a specific name or not.  Hmmm....yes, you're used to me...I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright - I headed in S'toon on Saturday and Chantal and I went to see the BNL (Barenaked Ladies) concert -- it's not the first time I've seen them...but they were just as good as before.  They are great performers, if you ever get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  Hmmm...Unfortuantely we lost my Great Uncle Pete on Sunday night.  He was quite sick so it didn't come as a surprise, but nonetheless my Auntie Nettie and her daughter have had quite the year as they lost my cousin, Curtis, last year due to an unexpected medical condition.  The funeral is in PA on Thursday, unfortunately funerals seem to be the only way I've seen my extended family since my move back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Lily (from Deline) is in town for just one day today.  She's busy at the University this afternoon but I'm going to meet up with her later.  We did a lot of team teaching together in Deline...when I saw her at the airport it was like I had never been apart from her.  So good to see her (and she brought me some of her infamous baking!  YUMMY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else is new...just the rest of the week in the city and then I'm going back to Patuanak on Sunday....will blog with more pictures upon my return... later gaters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-438091649273541793?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/438091649273541793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=438091649273541793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/438091649273541793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/438091649273541793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-kind-of-break.html' title='Some Kind of Break...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7733388874087576329</id><published>2007-02-07T14:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:51:30.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Do What I Do....</title><content type='html'>teaching is one of those things you do b/c you were meant to....or hopefully that's what happens although there are people out there with different reasons for becoming teachers....I've always wanted to be doing this....since I was a little girl. I used to set up this big chalkboard my Grandparents had and put all my dolls at the table and taught them....my Grandparent's neighbour was a teacher and she used to give me her old dayplanners and stuff -- it was fun.  I thought I was lucky -- throughout high school and my English degree, I knew what my ultimate goal was -- I wanted to teach...and here I am....but (not to be on a soap box or anything) I think teacher's are really underappreciated...we spend more time with the children/kids in our rooms than there parents do, based on hours in a day awake...and sometimes we are able to make a difference.  It's like that quote "You are only one person in this world but to one person you are the world."  During my first practicum, one of the teachers told me if I could make a difference to at least one child throughout my profession, my job as a teacher would be accomplished.  I strive to make a difference to more than one...but how is this accomplished?  I think its through teaching the kids rather than the curriculum.... Put them first....its those "teachable moments" that lies the opportunity for making a difference.  All of these thoughts came to me today b/c of two emails I received....check them out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TEACHERS MAKE The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He argued, "What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?" He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers: "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach." To stress his point he said to another guest; "You're a teacher, Bonnie. Be honest. What do you make?" Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, "You want to know what I make? (She paused for a second, then began...) "Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could. I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor.I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can't make them sit for 5 without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental... You want to know what I make?" (She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table.) I make kids wonder. I make them question. I make them criticize. I make them apologize and mean it. I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions. I teach them to write and then I make them write. I make them read, read, read. I make them show all their work in math.I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know in English while preserving their unique cultural identity. I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe. I make my students stand to sing O Canada because we live in the best country in the world . Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life. (Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.) "Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant... You want to know what I make? I MAKE A DIFFERENCE. What do you make?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the other one out ==  www.teachermovie.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7733388874087576329?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7733388874087576329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7733388874087576329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7733388874087576329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7733388874087576329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-i-do-what-i-do.html' title='Why I Do What I Do....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2359047941474717109</id><published>2007-02-06T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T22:37:26.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you ever just be "whelmed"?</title><content type='html'>A very important question...one of my favourite movie quotes...from &lt;u&gt;10 Things I Hate About You. &lt;/u&gt;Bianca asks her friend "I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?" Not quite sure why this pondering has hit me tonight...but it did...and I remember having this discussion with Michele and laughin a lot at our discoveries when we explored the question... so many great movies out there with so many great lines... another one? Are you sure? Okay, from the same movie... Bianca and her friend are having a conversation about like vs. love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca "There's a difference. See, I like my sketchers but I love my Prada backpack"&lt;br /&gt;Friend "But I love my sketchers"&lt;br /&gt;Bianca "That's because you don't have a Prada backpack"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- or something like that...I'm pretty close....hmmm...interesting commentary -- wouldn't you say? Of course she can't love her Prada backpack -- she doesn't even freakin' have one.... overanalyzing you say?!? 'Tis my job....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the lines in movies that just doesn't make sense...take, for example, the following line spoken by Mel Gibson in &lt;em&gt;Braveheart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They can take our lives but they can never take our freedom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude...if they take your life, you don't have your freedom either -- not quite the greatest sacrifice! Yes I realize there's greater meaning to that line, but if you take it literally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really odd what pops into my brain sometimes...and I'm surprised if you're actually reading this but maybe you find it interesting too...so, if thats the case and you have a favourite movie line (for any particular reason) share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'll share one of my favourites...makes me giggle (yes, not laugh but giggle) everytime I watch it....from &lt;em&gt;A Knight's Tale&lt;/em&gt; when Paul Bettany's character turns around and says "It's called a lance, hello!!" Kills me everytime...honestly...it 's something...the tone of his voice, his facial expression....ha....if you want to giggle...watch it....and with that...enjoy the movies....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2359047941474717109?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2359047941474717109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2359047941474717109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2359047941474717109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2359047941474717109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/can-you-ever-just-be-whelmed.html' title='Can you ever just be &quot;whelmed&quot;?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6962836524908104715</id><published>2007-02-05T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:56:23.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RceY7mfmhrI/AAAAAAAAACE/0kWmXVjlVRM/s1600-h/13f25c6[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028155658695247538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RceY7mfmhrI/AAAAAAAAACE/0kWmXVjlVRM/s320/13f25c6%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lot of things in this world are amazing.... too many too list and too many to think of one specific example right now.  I came across this picture of Niagra Falls frozen and the first word that came to mind was...yup, you guessed it...amazing.  Kids overcoming obstacles is amazing too...some of them come to school with so much on their shoulders but they still manage to get here...that's amazing...and they pull for each other when they know somebody's going through a hard time.  I've said it often but it is definitely amazing how times move on even if you're not ready...with our without you I suppose...and time does heal...amazing... and so with that I'll leave you to ponder the amazing things in your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6962836524908104715?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6962836524908104715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6962836524908104715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6962836524908104715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6962836524908104715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/02/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RceY7mfmhrI/AAAAAAAAACE/0kWmXVjlVRM/s72-c/13f25c6%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-9009962998208869722</id><published>2007-01-30T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:08:44.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the ultimate "ah ha" moment</title><content type='html'>So, finally our departmental grades came in and Michele shared the most excellent news with me --- ready?  ALL of our grade 12's passed their departmental exams in math and english from the fall semester -- must be doing something right -- but, it was them.  This is their achievement...they did it all on their own really -- and to make things better - none of our students got a "mercy pass" meaning they got 46 - 50 and got bumped up to a pass -- that's right -- they did it on their own!  Phew...so, one more semester to finish and then they graduate.  I must say, this is a definite unique part of teaching high school....fantastic...so, there we be... later gaters...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-9009962998208869722?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/9009962998208869722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=9009962998208869722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/9009962998208869722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/9009962998208869722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/ultimate-ah-ha-moment.html' title='the ultimate &quot;ah ha&quot; moment'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6119493125655423443</id><published>2007-01-29T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T09:13:30.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Start your Monday with a laugh...</title><content type='html'>Just something I received via email through a friend...got a good chuckle ...if we can't make fun of ourselves, who can we make fun of? (I realize that is a very open question and you could technically make fun of a lot of people -- but laugh at this and obstain from personal jokes?!? who knows....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 Red Neck pick-up lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have some redneck friends who could use some help establishing relationships then you might want to consider sharing some of these latest pick-up lines with them and help get their New Year off to a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Did you fart? Cuz you blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are yer parents retarded? Cuz ya sure are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My Love fer you is like diarrhea. I can't hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you have a library card? Cuz I'd like to sign you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Is there a mirror in yer pants? Cuz I can see myself in' em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you was a tree &amp; I were a Squirrel, I'd store my nuts in yer hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You might not be the best lookin girl here, but beauty's only a light switch away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Man - "Fat Penguin!"  Woman - "WHAT?"  Man - "I just wanted to say something that would break the ice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I know I'm not no Fred Flintstone, but I bet I can make yer bed rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I can't find my puppy, can you help me find him?  I think he went inta this cheap motel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Yer eyes are as blue as window cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If yer gunna regret this in the mornin, we kin sleep in til afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.... the best for last………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Yer face reminds me of a wrench, every time I think of it my nuts tighten up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6119493125655423443?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6119493125655423443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6119493125655423443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6119493125655423443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6119493125655423443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/start-your-monday-with-laugh.html' title='Start your Monday with a laugh...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5335652987824647664</id><published>2007-01-26T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:04:53.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>English 30B (AKA English 12)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbrTiuWDtTI/AAAAAAAAABs/MU0-X3P39yw/s1600-h/English+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024560927794771250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbrTiuWDtTI/AAAAAAAAABs/MU0-X3P39yw/s320/English+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbrTjOWDtUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PqeSDELDj70/s1600-h/ELA+B30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024560936384705858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbrTjOWDtUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PqeSDELDj70/s320/ELA+B30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here they are...the students of my grade 12 english class...minus a few...see? Doesn't it look that they've had a good week? Like any of my previous classes, I am amazed at how fast I have come to know and love these kids (okay, they're not kids) In the few short months that I've been here, I've come to appreciate them for their individuality even though they piss me off (to quote one of the other 'kids') sometimes...they are incredible people and they are in those last moments of the biggest stage of your life - school. Amazing. My hope for them is that they pursue their dreams, whatever they are...and that they stay true to themselves in that pursuit. They make it easy to get up for work (okay, maybe not easy -- but they definitely make it worth it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5335652987824647664?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5335652987824647664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5335652987824647664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5335652987824647664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5335652987824647664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/english-30b-aka-english-12.html' title='English 30B (AKA English 12)'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbrTiuWDtTI/AAAAAAAAABs/MU0-X3P39yw/s72-c/English+12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-4916290519204082849</id><published>2007-01-26T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T19:09:18.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbqmJ-WDtSI/AAAAAAAAABg/r_GzyAWP1B8/s1600-h/images[10].jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024511024569759010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbqmJ-WDtSI/AAAAAAAAABg/r_GzyAWP1B8/s320/images%5B10%5D.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that time of the week already. We had a good week. Of course when I say we I am not referring to my multiple personalities; rather, the many personalities I deal with everyday -- my students. This week was interesting -- we had some pretty in depth conversations regarding a lot of different issues: racism, alchohol use, treaty rights, welfare cheques...yup...and the kids are really opening up to discussing the issues we are reading about. There were a few of the students who were really intrigued by the book &lt;u&gt;The Freedom Writers&lt;/u&gt; so now it is my goal to read it as quickly as possible so that it can be passed around and enjoyed by many. Usually I am a real stickler about books -- don't like them to get messsed up; however, lately I've had a different attitude around it and have been lending them out, without much worry of their return back to me. After all, I can go get another copy if I desperately need one...although, as I'm typing this I realize that what I just stated is not completely true as there are still certain books sitting upon my shelf that will never be in somebody else's hands...but somehow, now I'm not sure what I think! Ha! But, I'll lend the aforementioned book out -- it emits a very strong message about the power of language and words to change people's lives. If you get the chance, pick up the book...if Oprah can make recommendations, I figure I can too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-4916290519204082849?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/4916290519204082849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=4916290519204082849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/4916290519204082849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/4916290519204082849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/friday-already.html' title='Friday Already!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbqmJ-WDtSI/AAAAAAAAABg/r_GzyAWP1B8/s72-c/images%5B10%5D.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-253583175466899311</id><published>2007-01-23T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:55:19.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I Never...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rbbh_-WDtRI/AAAAAAAAABU/HZd6RERQObo/s1600-h/images[3].jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023450923561891090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rbbh_-WDtRI/AAAAAAAAABU/HZd6RERQObo/s320/images%5B3%5D.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huh...thought I've seen a lot living in the NWT, but apparently I still had something pretty incredible (in a funny and crazy kind of way) to see... Jen and I went for a walk tonight and we saw this kid coming towards us pretty quickly -- like he was running but he wasn't running...how are your deductive reasoning skills? Ours were slow. It wasn't until he was pretty much right in front of us that we realized he was skating (yes, you read that correctly) down the middle of the main road. Well I never... I wish I would have had my camera with me to prove this sight to you, but you'll have to take my word for it until it is witnessed again...and, he wasn't the only one...there were about 7 or 8 kids doing it... Have you ever?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-253583175466899311?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/253583175466899311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=253583175466899311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/253583175466899311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/253583175466899311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-i-never.html' title='Well I Never...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Rbbh_-WDtRI/AAAAAAAAABU/HZd6RERQObo/s72-c/images%5B3%5D.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7384882624928622178</id><published>2007-01-21T19:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T00:15:26.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Domesticity</title><content type='html'>that's what today was all about -- baking bread -- now, I make a full batch and all I really want is one loaf of bread but I get about 6 good sized loafs out of the batch..so, I give most of it away, but the house smells so yummy with bread baking...one of these days I'm going to attempt making some ham buns again...even better... but I'll never makes ones as good as Jenn's mom ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? not much really -- its been a pretty quiet day but a nice day nonetheless...I've been chatting with a lot of the kids I taught in Deline via MSN...nice to hear they miss me as much as I miss them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another full week ahead of us and I'm feeling rejuvinated and ready for it. I managed to get a lot of work done yesterday. On Wednesday there is a coed volleyball tournament through the recreation department..will be good to play... Well, happy Monday for today (unless one of your favourite songs is Tori Amos' "I Hate Mondays"...don't worry, Friday's come fast enough!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I got a nice surprise today, MaryAnn (the mom of one of my students) brought me a big chunk of Caribou  meat....speaking of yummyy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7384882624928622178?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7384882624928622178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7384882624928622178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7384882624928622178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7384882624928622178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/domesticity.html' title='Domesticity'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2520914814254233126</id><published>2007-01-20T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:12:34.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Inspiration For You</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since I've read this...my mom loves this piece of literature...it really is a great example of how other's people's words can be inspirational...print it off...tape it up...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desiderata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go placidly amid the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence.  As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.  Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid loud and aggressive persons, the are vexations to the spirit.  If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.  Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.  Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.  But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself.  Especially, do not feign affection.  Neither by cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take kindly the counsel of years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.  Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.  But do not distress yourself with imaginings.  Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.  Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.  And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.  Be Careful.  Strive to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2520914814254233126?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2520914814254233126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2520914814254233126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2520914814254233126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2520914814254233126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-inspiration-for-you.html' title='Some Inspiration For You'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7408741440108821566</id><published>2007-01-20T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:08:12.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbLzRL5U10I/AAAAAAAAABI/r1VKmDGrmPA/s1600-h/images[2].jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022344011048081218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbLzRL5U10I/AAAAAAAAABI/r1VKmDGrmPA/s320/images%5B2%5D.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its rejuvinating to have a lazy weekend...when I don't travel back to Saskatoon, my weekends provide relaxation.  Last night I walked Havoc (Tyson's dog) -- funny how you never feel like going out and walking but once you're out there you wonder why you don't do it more often.  Maybe it was all the fresh air or maybe it was the fact that my body is so used to so little sleep but its quite ironic how on the one day when I can sleep in, I was wide awake before my alarm would have gone off (during the week).  Shitty...but whatever... I worked a day shift at the detachment today and managed to get all of my school work for the week done... benefit.  Now, just watching the Oilers vs. Flames on the tube and hijacking my neighbour's wireless connection...fun on a Saturday night in small town Northern Saskatchewan.......yuppers...   anyways, hope you are all enjoying your respective weekends ... Monday's come so fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7408741440108821566?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7408741440108821566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7408741440108821566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7408741440108821566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7408741440108821566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/lazy-weekends.html' title='Lazy Weekends'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RbLzRL5U10I/AAAAAAAAABI/r1VKmDGrmPA/s72-c/images%5B2%5D.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-6111430654300754793</id><published>2007-01-16T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:45:07.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Raz_XL5U1zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NdJEdA6LOpU/s1600-h/md68_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020668458406565682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Raz_XL5U1zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NdJEdA6LOpU/s320/md68_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These words on their own don't mean much, but put together they are inspiring...movtivating, to me at least.  I've always been a 'quote girl.' Loving things with different quotes of inspiration ..these magnets are all over my fridge and I have a notebook which contains some of my favourite quotes.  As I learned yesterday, when Michele stated quite simply the events of my Saturday night without any exaggeration but leaving out a few words which made it seem completely wild  -- which it unfortunately wasn't, words have the power to make people convinced of something, the power to make people laugh, cry, feel inspired, fight injustices...insert your own ideas here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Martin Luther King's speech " I have a Dream " is a perfect example of how words can fight injustice, as is Anne Frank's diary entries.  I'm feeling quite inspired because over the holidays Sheri and I went to see " The Freedom Writer's Diary " with Hilary Swank -- another variation of "Dangerous Minds"  You know, a group of kids labeled stupid who turn their lives around through the power of words -- whether it be other peoples' words or your own... it really is amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, of course I had to order the book from which the movie is based.  I began reading it last night...and again, I felt inspired.  My pondering for today is that we all need to pay more attention to the words around us, spoken or in print...there are some beautiful messages to be heard/read if we are paying attention.  And, if you have a favourite quote, send it my way -- like I said...love them....  I suppose that's enough rambling for today... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-6111430654300754793?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/6111430654300754793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=6111430654300754793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6111430654300754793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/6111430654300754793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/power-of-words.html' title='The Power of Words'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/Raz_XL5U1zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NdJEdA6LOpU/s72-c/md68_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7961499554133117248</id><published>2007-01-12T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T15:49:39.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Down...</title><content type='html'>And only 18 to go until the end of the school year -- yup, I'm not kidding... phew... The sun is finally out and about today and I think you notice it in everyone's energy levels.  People are smiley and happy (or maybe that is just because it is Friday and they have survived)  It's nice to be back in the swing of things... I'm looking forward to a bit of relaxation and scrapbooking on the weekend...but I'm sure I'll end up in here on Sunday to do some marking and more planning for the week.  This semester I'm teaching English 10, 30(which is grade 12), Native Studies 30 and Arts Education 20.  I'm really enjoying my mornings...they're like a Mazda commerical (you know....zoom, zoom, zoom) Ha!  Anyways, I know you're all back at work after the holidays... hopefully the fresh start is great for you too!  Have a happy (hopefully non-blizzard'y') weekend...I'm off to check the mail (I know, what excitement:) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7961499554133117248?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7961499554133117248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7961499554133117248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7961499554133117248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7961499554133117248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-week-down.html' title='One Week Down...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-4682410581034846034</id><published>2007-01-10T13:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T14:12:43.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampering One's Self....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RaVFRL5U1yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/F7mX26ds1ys/s1600-h/leg.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018493521327609634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RaVFRL5U1yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/F7mX26ds1ys/s320/leg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The idea of taking time to groom yourself is often idyllic....not like I don't have the time, but sometimes I'm really just to lazy to do it.  Crazy...This is a picture of my leg...not really, I think I probably (well I really do) have thicker ankles than this dude...and I'm not a dude...did you miss my ramblings?  I'm back!  Ha...where was I going with this anyways?!?  Good question....over the holidays Sheri and I took time to use lotion everyday...something so simple but rubbing your feet with shea butter really perks you up!  Do you think I could continue this behaviour once back to my daily routine?  I'm trying...not sure how long it will last for though.... I remember the first time I convinced Jenn that waxing your "moustache" was a great idea...yeah, it hurts a bit at first but its worth it!  clean upper lip feels great!  Well, it hurt her a lot more and left her with some major redness that did not disappear after the usual couple of hours....hmmm...a good laugh then and is still a good laugh now....anyways, we should all take a couple of minutes out of our day to pamper ourselves...starting now!  Yup, that is my conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-4682410581034846034?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/4682410581034846034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=4682410581034846034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/4682410581034846034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/4682410581034846034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/pampering-ones-self.html' title='Pampering One&apos;s Self....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RaVFRL5U1yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/F7mX26ds1ys/s72-c/leg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-9021549832936410965</id><published>2007-01-09T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:14:24.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Grind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RaQEozROxrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rPGjvRJBj2g/s1600-h/paper.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018140983801333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RaQEozROxrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rPGjvRJBj2g/s320/paper.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well....back to the grind, as the title states.  Holidays are over for another year and the stores are already getting ready for Valentine's Day. Crazy.  Its good to be back at work....although you get tired by the end, the energy of the kids is a great motivator.  They were all smiles and "Happy New Years" yesterday as it was the first day back to school.  And already they're inquiring about a break in February.  Hmmm....19 weeks until the end of the school year -- I'm sure I'll blink a couple of times and it will be done for yet another year.  The holidays at home were most excellent.  It was great to spend Christmas with family and I got to spend a lot of quality time with Sheri -- its amazing how we can just sit and not talk and still feel like we got an amazing visit in (us not talk?  yes!  it is possible!) Anyways, here's to a fresh start at a new year.  Resolutions?  Not really....they never last anyway -- just enjoy each day as it comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-9021549832936410965?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/9021549832936410965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=9021549832936410965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/9021549832936410965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/9021549832936410965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the Grind...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RaQEozROxrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rPGjvRJBj2g/s72-c/paper.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-8436249652106494415</id><published>2006-12-30T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:42:56.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And so we've come to the end...</title><content type='html'>Of yet another year.  It seems that my main saying lately has been "time flies" but it is most certainly true...time really does fly!  Well, an adventure with my beloved camera -- piss me off -- I dropped my memory card while attempting to download pictures at Walmart and not lose my purse or my parcels, and somebody &lt;a href="mailto:f$%#@&amp;*g"&gt;f$%#@&amp;amp;*g&lt;/a&gt; swiped it....bummer.... whatever, shit happens.  I did manage to get two more for a pretty fair price, but it pissed me off nonetheless....onto happier thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been an adventure, like others in the past but a bit harder.  It's always difficult to leave good friends and make new ones, it works out, but it can be a difficult adjustment period.  I've had my ups and downs this past year (insert "preaching to the choir" here) but after talking or emailing many people over the holidays (and most weekends) I realize how truly blessed I am to have so many loving people in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, have a safe and happy New Year's Eve, wherever you may be.  May you start 2007 with a clean slate and an open heart.  Hugs and kisses to all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-8436249652106494415?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/8436249652106494415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=8436249652106494415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8436249652106494415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/8436249652106494415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-so-weve-come-to-end.html' title='And so we&apos;ve come to the end...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1286059334898915297</id><published>2006-12-26T19:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T19:22:51.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing Day Crowds</title><content type='html'>Regardless of the crowds...it's still fun to shop on Boxing Day.  I managed to spend the gift cards I had received and a few of my own bucks too....Dollarama is still on my list...you know, the usual stocking up on Christmas stuff for next year.  Tomorrow my Mom and I are off to Estevan to visit family -- looking forward to it.  Well, hope you're all stuffed with turkey twice over! (mmmm....leftovers today!) Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1286059334898915297?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1286059334898915297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1286059334898915297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1286059334898915297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1286059334898915297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/12/boxing-day-crowds.html' title='Boxing Day Crowds'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7212685916571616907</id><published>2006-12-25T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:01:40.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Usually I spend Christmas day at one, maybe two houses but today I got around.  Okay, that didn't sound that good...but it was innocent.  I spent Christmas Eve with my Dad's side of the family , then went out to the farm to be with my mom.  Christmas morning and brunch was with my mom and Bill and then I came back into the city to be with my Grandma, Aunts, Uncles and cousins.... then here I am now at Sheri's Mom's house with my other family...phew...busy day.  Must get some rest as we are attempting to fight the boxing day crowds tomorrow and my Auntie Lois wants to get an early start (7am early)  Yup...might go shopping in my pjs!  On Wednesday my Mom and I are driving south to Estevan to see Robin, Tara and the boys...then I'll spend the weekend with Sheri again.... the holidays are going by quickly.  I meant to make many phone calls today to wish y'all a merry Christmas, but its been so jam packed I never got a chance...hopefully tomorrow night.  Anyways, I hope you all had a wonderful day...talk to some of you soon.&lt;br /&gt;With Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7212685916571616907?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7212685916571616907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7212685916571616907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7212685916571616907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7212685916571616907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5601846324399191021</id><published>2006-12-22T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:21:43.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saskatoon or Bust</title><content type='html'>Greetings...I don't hve 100% access to the internet over the holidays so I'll post when I can... no promises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Patuanak yesterday and it took me a loooonnnnnggg time to get down the gravel road -- I'm just glad I still have my teeth at the end...just kidding ... most of the road was pretty good but there were some spots where I was vibrating like mad... that sounds more enjoyable than it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...so here I am in Saskatoon....good to be home for Christmas.  Sheri and I have a busy day of Christmas shopping planned for tomorrow -- the city is nuts -- traffic is nuts, the malls and parking lots -- all nuts.  But, tis the season for that, I suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much news as of yet.  Hope you're all getting ready for family and friends over the holidays... til next time I sit at a computer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays -- remember -- all's fair in love, war, and mall parking lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5601846324399191021?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5601846324399191021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5601846324399191021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5601846324399191021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5601846324399191021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/12/saskatoon-or-bust.html' title='Saskatoon or Bust'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1695124245891670439</id><published>2006-12-15T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:23:59.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just One Big Digression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RYLYbmwqCCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2sNHhoM6yQM/s1600-h/ATT2715251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008803704362108962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RYLYbmwqCCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2sNHhoM6yQM/s320/ATT2715251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What in the world did we do before we had the internet? I remember when I was in grade 10 and the internet was just in its "coming out" stages....it seemed so bazaar -- now, its hard to imagine life without it. Less people take the time to write letters (me included) and we rely on email, e-cards, MSN messenger and webcams to stay in touch. Kind of sad when you really stop to think about it. I love how you can send an email and its at your friend's computer or inbox in a matter of seconds -- but gone are the days when you could tell something about a person because of their handwriting...and it's difficult to judge a person's typing skills because you don't even see them in the act of preparing your message (usually) Although it happens throughout the year, I find that this time of year especially I receive an abnormal amount of Christmas greetings, cartoon, and jokes in my inbox. I'm not complaining...but I always feel like this time of the year pushes me to get in touch with friends with whom I haven't chatted for too long....anyways, enjoy all that goes with this time of year -- as you're reading my mass note...if only I had time to handwrite you each a note individually!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1695124245891670439?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1695124245891670439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1695124245891670439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1695124245891670439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1695124245891670439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-just-one-big-digression.html' title='It&apos;s Just One Big Digression'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RYLYbmwqCCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2sNHhoM6yQM/s72-c/ATT2715251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3367361317758439843</id><published>2006-12-12T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T09:18:19.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile....I Know</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of blogging lately -- not quite sure what excuse I can insert here.  Yes, I have been busy but I've been busy all along and have still managed to maintain this space.  Oh well, back on track.  Guess I'm a liar too -- last posting I guaranteed you I'd post later that week -- that didn't happen...anyways.... too late now...you'll have to settle for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 10 days have been busy.  We finished off our classes last Friday and have been getting marks ready and reviewing with the students for their final exams, which start tomorrow.  I am still in shock and just how fast time passes.  I've spent many a nights catching up with friends on the phone...guess my mom was right - I should just tape that damn thing to my head -- or I could get a headset...whichever.  Anyways - its been nice to hear familiar voices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I drove the pick up with the girls' equipment as they had a hockey tournament in Beauval.  They played (and won) six games.  We left here around 8:00 am and got home just before midnight -- a long day but it was great to watch them and cheer them on.  Plus, I got suckered into coaching them and then they thought it would be a great idea for me to start playing with them -- ha -- like that's not the funniest thing you've heard for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I must be going as I have lots to do.  I'm trying to get the first week back set up so that I can relax over the holidays.  Mmmm hmmm, good luck with that one, I know.   No guarantees on when the next post will be -- but it will come -- later gaters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3367361317758439843?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3367361317758439843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3367361317758439843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3367361317758439843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3367361317758439843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-awhilei-know.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile....I Know'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7744003127378945122</id><published>2006-12-04T15:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:19:19.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Night (Weekend) in Patuanak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RXSPovEhRGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P_PO-JBO38g/s1600-h/images[6].jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004783015908426850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RXSPovEhRGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P_PO-JBO38g/s320/images%5B6%5D.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silly me...didn't take any pictures this weekend...but am a firm believer that text is more interesting when accompanied by a picture --- especially when its my text and its usually pretty wordy!  Grabs your attention, no?!?  Whatever.... this weekend there was a hockey tournament in town...8 teams from out of town and 2 teams from Patuanak....the first place prize was $3000 and we got to see some good hockey and some energetic fans!  We were using the tournament as an opportunity to do some more fundraising for the grade 12's -- the usual -- 50/50 tickets, loonie stick, airplane toss, and come and go bingos.  We made around $500 to go towards grad -- good turn out.  Still doing the same thing I was doing in Deline -  begging them for their money:)) Oh well, its all for the kids.  Some of the boys I teach were playing and they kept promising to get a goal for me -- they enjoy having the fans!  Well, I'm pretty wiped out from the exciting weekend...have a lot of marking to do and then have to get ready for tomorrow.  Hope you all had a good weekend!  I'll blog more this week -- guaranteed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7744003127378945122?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7744003127378945122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7744003127378945122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7744003127378945122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7744003127378945122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/12/hockey-night-weekend-in-patuanak.html' title='Hockey Night (Weekend) in Patuanak'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/RXSPovEhRGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P_PO-JBO38g/s72-c/images%5B6%5D.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-3086299710502561194</id><published>2006-11-28T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:29:10.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much is New...</title><content type='html'>Pretty uneventful around here -- meaning in my head -- not much is really new.  I worked on some Christmas cards and realized I need to pick up another box full...too make sure everyone I want to send one to gets one.... I scrapbooked a bit, did some marking, wanted to bake but was too lazy -- you know, typical weekend.  We only have 9 days of classes left and then we have a week of final exams.  I know that I've said this before so excuse me for annoyingly repeating myself for the (insert # here) time....but, time flies.  I'm in the midst of getting ready for next semester -- and looking forward to it.  The first year in a new place is always hard because you mourn the loss of all the old things....after you get through the firsts, its supposed to get easier....let's hope so!  Well, we are going to Meadow Lake on Friday for a conference, just for the day -  That should be fun as we're all going together (as in, the entire staff).  Hmmm...other than that, not much.  If you don't see a new posting for awhile, don't fret -- I really can't think of any interesting things to ponder yet -- but it will come, they always find me!  Ha!  With love, enjoy your week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-3086299710502561194?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/3086299710502561194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=3086299710502561194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3086299710502561194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/3086299710502561194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-much-is-new.html' title='Not Much is New...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5639828538484494604</id><published>2006-11-24T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T14:46:38.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Snow Angels Among Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1036/4139/1600/981327/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1036/4139/320/684106/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of ponderings about snow angels for you on this very wintery day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started snowing yesterday afternoon and it hasn't stopped.  The temperature is a tad warmer (which usually happens when it snows) and the snow is very light and fluffy -- I went to chaperone a dance at the school and the roads were horrible.... my little car is tough though and motored its way through the snowy, slippery streets....then it came time to go home....it probably snowed at least a foot between my leaving and returning to my difficult -even- in- the- summer driveway and it was hard to see the edges of the driveway or anything at all.... so Chantal came to my rescue with a shovel...I parked at the bottom (after getting sem-stuck way too close to the edge for my liking and coming a tad to close to the house due to ice -- I possibly should consider the career of a race car driver..) and we shoveled the driveway to make it parkable (I realize that probably isn't a word -- deal with it) Anyways, aside from Chantal, a couple of other snow angels came to help us out -- our neighbours Lawrence and Celena (I teach with Celena)  ...thank God for snow angels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  After the dance last night, the snow was falling lightly (okay, not lightly but it looked pretty) and our tough high school kids were frolicking in the snow, throwing each other around and making snow angels.  It was nice to see the kid in them come out - even if just for a brief moment.  Some of these kids deal with a lot of stuff and its nice to see them enjoy a moment in time -- a moment of innocence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lesson for us all -- go and make a snow angel -- happy winter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5639828538484494604?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5639828538484494604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5639828538484494604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5639828538484494604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5639828538484494604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/snow-angels-among-us.html' title='The Snow Angels Among Us'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-5625737992105594568</id><published>2006-11-22T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:48:07.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions, Decisions...</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to plan out next semester so that I can spend the time to prep for the first week back to school in January, which will hopefully allow me to relax over the holidays -- we'll see how that works out (if it does).... but, this process is requiring me to make a lot of decisions and I'm not so sure that I like it.  These decisions do in no way affect the world or make a huge impact in my life -- but choosing a novel for study is stressful....why?  Glad you wondered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, the grade twelves are reading/studying &lt;u&gt;April Raintree&lt;/u&gt; and the reading of this novel has sparked a lot of interest in reading (another Ah Ha moment I suppose) But the selections or possibilities for next semester are not as contemporary as our current study.  Our choices are &lt;u&gt;The Great Gatsby, Pride and Prejudice, The Scarlet Letter, The Kitchen God's Wife, and Wuthering Heights.&lt;/u&gt;  Now, I quite enjoyed the &lt;u&gt;Great Gatsby&lt;/u&gt;  but will these students enjoy it?  Or should I just choose one and make them deal with the fact that sometimes they have to deal with the fact that they might not like everything they have to read (hello -- lesson I learned while in university)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....decisions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-5625737992105594568?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/5625737992105594568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=5625737992105594568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5625737992105594568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/5625737992105594568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/decisions-decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions, Decisions...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-1728921115346812358</id><published>2006-11-20T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:04:50.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Admitting Addictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1036/4139/1600/768721/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1036/4139/320/585155/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As it is Addiction Awareness week in our corner of the world (actually, it probably is in your corner of the world too)...anyways, to honour the nature of this week I thought I would take one of the 12 steps and admit my newest addiction -- watching Grey's Anatomy.  I realize that this addiction is not quite as serious as real addictions such as gambling, drinking, and drugs, and in no way am I trying to belittle the severity of the original intent of this week -- but I think my addiction to this show is also dangerous.  I think I may be being quite silly and for that I do apologize but I just realized that today (Monday) I really wanted it to be Thursday...not because the week would almost be over and not because today was a bad day -- simply because Thursday is the day when the magic of Grey's Anatomy hits my living room.  Pathetic.  Really.  I've always liked this show but of late I have become obsessed...normally, I can like a show and miss an episode and it really doesn't bother me that badly -- but now, I crave it and God forbid someone get in my way of watching my show!  Phew.... It even got so bad that I wished that this show was a daily soap opera --- I love that world.... GAA -- I'm going to create a new group -- for those of you who know and understand the serious side of addictions -- you know what that stands for....But really, my thoughts and prayers to the many people and loved ones of people who struggle with addictions...with love....Trena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-1728921115346812358?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/1728921115346812358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=1728921115346812358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1728921115346812358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/1728921115346812358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/admitting-addictions.html' title='Admitting Addictions'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-2503012897761528571</id><published>2006-11-17T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T13:48:17.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lacking ponderings...</title><content type='html'>Yup, you read it here first (at probably one of the first time its ever happened to me) I'm pondering-less.... well, not really (of course) but no thoughts of late are exciting enough to post -- or interesting for that sake.  Whatever, the weekend will hopefully create some news to speak of... until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend (Finally...no alarm clock -- yeah!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-2503012897761528571?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/2503012897761528571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=2503012897761528571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2503012897761528571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/2503012897761528571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/lacking-ponderings.html' title='lacking ponderings...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-7368436791400425833</id><published>2006-11-15T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:02:52.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1036/4139/1600/images[53].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1036/4139/320/images%5B53%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a nice long weekend -- I went home....although sometimes going home is busier than staying here -- its still nice to have the luxury of going home.  I spent the weekend visiting with family and Sheri -- did a little bit of shopping and was able to chill out with my mom.... love that.  The semester is flying by -- only 20 teaching days until exams -- man, time flies.... last Thursday we sat down and figured out our second semester schedule.... I'm finding myself very excited for the second semester -- mostly because I finally have a grip on this whole teaching high school thing.... takes awhile, but I'm here.  Next semester I'll be teaching English 10. 11. 12, Native Studies, and Arts Education -- will be busy but should be fun.  I'm just realizing how much I love this job...although its a lot of work -- its really rewarding.  Don't have much else to say right now...but I'll post again later....not today, but soon...love ya all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-7368436791400425833?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/7368436791400425833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=7368436791400425833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7368436791400425833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/7368436791400425833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its Been Awhile'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116292911680015117</id><published>2006-11-07T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:37.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Defending Saskatchewan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/saskatchewan%20lighthouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/saskatchewan%20lighthouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Land of the Living Skies...yup, that's what my license plate states...and its true...even on a cloudy or snowy day -- the sky is endless.  And beautiful.  Although out of my 27 years I've only spent 12 (and 5 months) living in this province, I've always been connected to it.  Regardless of where I was living, when people asked where I was from, my answer was always -- you guessed it -- Saskatchewan.  So, why?  The prairies are in us...my lame attempt at explaining this phenomenom is in no way comparable to David Bouchard's poetic explanation in his many books on the subject...but nonetheless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the weekend Volleyball trip we had to drive through this little town and sure enough, there stood a lighthouse...which, in a landlocked province, is quite the sight...however, this lighthouse reminded me of the greatness of this landscape... flat, rolly, hills, water, amazing sunsets and sunrises, ski hills (yeah, I know they're man made...but still) and then this light house...welcome to Saskatchewan...and, if you haven't been here -- come visit...you'll love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concludes my pondering for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116292911680015117?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116292911680015117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116292911680015117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116292911680015117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116292911680015117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/defending-saskatchewan.html' title='Defending Saskatchewan'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116284115463422618</id><published>2006-11-06T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball in Medstead</title><content type='html'>We left Friday at lunch on a 4 1/2 hour ride down the pave to Medstead to play volleyball. I drove the 15 passenger van with 7 high school girls who were glad to get out of school for the afternoon, and happy to be leaving Patuanak , even if only for one night! We had a blast...the music was cranked, the girls were singing and dancing and laughing...good times were definitely had by all. My mom and Bill came to Medstead on Saturday to watch our game...they got to meet the girls and of course my Mom got to share a funny story about me which I was constantly reminded of on the way home. We stayed overnight in North Battleford and went to Walmart and walked around a little mall...then went to play...they lost...but they had fun...and really, that's all that counts at the end of the day -- right?!? I was trying to post a group picture but its not working for some reason...I'll try again later... until then, these must suffice...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/randie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/randie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Randie riding shotgun...early (too early) Saturday&lt;br /&gt;morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/laura.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/laura.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovely Laura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/tag%20team%20effort.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/tag%20team%20effort.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tag team effort at transforming hair...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think they got more on Kendra's face, than&lt;br /&gt;in her hair....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/pampering.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/pampering.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaylene and Randie doing a little pampering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/sarah.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/sarah.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              Sarah chilling out while madness surrounds her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116284115463422618?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116284115463422618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116284115463422618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116284115463422618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116284115463422618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/volleyball-in-medstead.html' title='Volleyball in Medstead'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116257373407397495</id><published>2006-11-03T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bingo is my Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/images[18].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/images%5B18%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my days of calling bingo would be over after super soccer last year -- apparently that is not the case...however, I can't say I hate it.  I actually enjoy the organizing, selling, and calling bingos -- plus, usually it is a highly effective way of fundraising.  My Thursday nights are booked with bingos...one day I might look like the lady above....fun!  Anyways, I'm leaving at noon with a van full of girls to go play volleyball in Meadstead... we'll be back on Saturday -- Provincial Championship Divisional playoffs.... wish us luck...next post won't be until Monday -- That's when I can schedule it in....might be Sunday if you're lucky (like its such a priviledge!) Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116257373407397495?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116257373407397495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116257373407397495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116257373407397495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116257373407397495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/bingo-is-my-destiny.html' title='Bingo is my Destiny'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116240511258764689</id><published>2006-11-01T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking Up To Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/snowcar[1].0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/snowcar%5B1%5D.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snow brings so many joys to so many people -- the snow hits the ground and winter life begins!  Snowmen, snow angels, snow mobiles, snow shoes, snow ball fights, ice fishing, the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're a kid snow is so exciting...when you're an adult who enjoys the snow...snow is so exciting.  I'm one of those adults who does love the snow.  I remember when I was living in Burnaby and it snowed quite a bit and Jenn and I went to the local park and froliced in the snow, just like when we were kids.... we built a snowman, made snow angels, ran around with Shadow in the snow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are parts of the snowy winter wonderland I detest.  Like, for example, having to get up earlier to start your car, let it warm up, and scrape the snow/sleet/ice off of the windshields....yup, that...not so much fun.... icy roads...not so much fun.... but the rest of it rocks.  I am just rediscovering this adult side of snow again after at least 5 years... In Deline I didn't have a vehicle -- I walked to work...here, I drive to work (it is quite a bit further of a distance from my house to school than it was up there) ...so, I find myself cleaning my windows of the wonderful white stuff.  The funny thing is, until Chantal so generously gave me her extra window brush, I was wiping off my windows with the sleeve of my sweater or my mitt....entertaining for all the neighbours... I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, our first bit of snow has arrived -- ready for yet another Canadian winter... but I must say that the frost and lightly falling snow is beautiful....before I know it, the Christmas Carols will be playing again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116240511258764689?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116240511258764689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116240511258764689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116240511258764689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116240511258764689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/11/waking-up-to-winter.html' title='Waking Up To Winter'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116233169731686331</id><published>2006-10-31T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black is Back</title><content type='html'>Seems the new trend for Hallowe'en costumes is gothic/punk/vampire/dark etc... I was attempting to be Medusa  (yes, again) Was I successful?  Below this shot you would have seen the fishnet stocking and black and silver peasant skirt...yup...not very photogenic today.  Beside me is Laura.  Her look hasn't changed much for this All Hallow's Eve...but we love her to death (we, meaning I) Then, below that we have Randie and Vicki...yup, black is back.  Well, the posting of pictures was finally successful....enjoy ...and a Happy Hallowe'en to y'all!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/laura%20and%20me.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/laura%20and%20me.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/Randie%20and%20Vicki.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/Randie%20and%20Vicki.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116233169731686331?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116233169731686331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116233169731686331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116233169731686331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116233169731686331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/black-is-back.html' title='Black is Back'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116232296527544970</id><published>2006-10-31T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hallowe'en!</title><content type='html'>There are certain days of the year that become milestones when you are a teacher...this is one of them... Although, teaching high school is a bit different. You can't throw caution to the wind and ignore curriculum for the afternoon while you have the beloved class party (although they would love it) because the presence of Hallowe'en reminds us that we are that much closer to the dreaded final and departmental exams...but, we still manage to have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge for all of the students I teach was to come dressed as a character from literature (or a movie -- but they had to make a connection to literature) and they would earn bonus marks in that class...only a few of them chose to take me up on this challenge...and only a few of them guessed who I was. I know, I know, I've used this costume before...but, c'est la vie. Anyways...enjoy your evening of dishing out candy to kids who are too old to be trick-or-treating anyways...man, I'm cynical today.... love it! Happy Hallowe'en!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record -- I just tried 4 times to post a picture to accompany this entry but it didn't work -- so I'll try to post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116232296527544970?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116232296527544970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116232296527544970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116232296527544970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116232296527544970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Hallowe&apos;en!'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116222428269824424</id><published>2006-10-30T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger....</title><content type='html'>I have been a very bad blogger...I admit...and I apologize.  Not quite sure why the blogging was such a difficult (and unattended) task last week...could have been because of my Eeyore funk...which has passed...but took a couple of days to get over... Last week was extremely busy...which isn't really an exuse as every week seems to be equally as busy...Wednesday was our Junior Girls' Volleyball Units here and our girls made it into the finals...where they lost the Northern Title by 2 points...a good fight though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  Not much really... I was pretty exhausted last week so took the weekend to catch up on some marking, sewing and relaxing.  On Sunday I went with Paul and Margaret to Beauval to watch the Sr. Men's Hockey Tournament.... enjoyable...mostly to be out on the road for the day...it was trying to snow all day.... beautiful...but, must start the teaching for the day.... will promise to maintain the blog digressions...as I'm sure you were all lost without them!  (I'm so sure...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116222428269824424?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116222428269824424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116222428269824424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116222428269824424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116222428269824424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger....'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116171342297866586</id><published>2006-10-24T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gloomy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/images[17].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/images%5B17%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eeyore is an interesting character -- with so many wonderful (and some very hyper) friends around him...he always seems to be a bit gloomy -- I can identify with Eeyore -- escpecially yesterday.  This path I am travelling is more difficult than I had anticipated.  Although I am at home with my family (well, as close to home as I could get when I needed a full time job) there are days when I really wish I was still in Deline.  I miss the people, my classroom, and I can still picture the community vividly in my head.  A 2 1/2 hour conversation on the phone with a friend helped eased the gloominess but I couldn't shake it yesterday.  Although I can rationalize with myself about how it is a change and change takes time and I've done changes like this before and they certainly weren't easy at the time... it's still gloomy....but today is a new day... and I like the Eeyore who appreciates the things around him much better than the Eeyore above... enjoy today ...Carpe Diem....whatever you say to get you through....everyone goes through it, I just like to process it verbally (or via my online journal apparently -- hmmmm...) Like my mommy always says: "This too shall pass"  Yuppers...anyways, I gotta get back to that whole teaching thing I'm supposed to be doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116171342297866586?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116171342297866586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116171342297866586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116171342297866586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116171342297866586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/gloomy-day.html' title='A Gloomy Day'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116137717390803318</id><published>2006-10-20T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road Again</title><content type='html'>Wednesday found me in a 15 passenger van with 11 children (not children, but youth perhaps) as we were on our way to Dillon (a 2 1/2 hour drive from here) to play a bit of Volleyball.  The road trip is always a blast...the girls are quite entertaining... singing, telling jokes and stories...yup, good times... so we got to Dillon around 6pm and we played volleyball until 9pm...then we were back on the road to come home.  We finally got home just before midnight...the girls were all very tired (as was I) but we all had fun... some pics for your perusal (and hopefully enjoyment) below.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/ready.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/ready.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Senior Girls (the Timberwolves)  ready for the&lt;br /&gt;                                            serve... this game was 25-22 (for Dillon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/me%20sam%20and%20kaylene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/me%20sam%20and%20kaylene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Kaylene is on my right (your left) and Sam is&lt;br /&gt;                                             on my left (your right) -- these are two of our&lt;br /&gt;                                             Grade 12 girls...Sam is my assistant coach as&lt;br /&gt;                                             she isn't eligible to play this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/vicki%20jb%20and%20trena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/vicki%20jb%20and%20trena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            There's the massive 15 passenger van (the school&lt;br /&gt;                                            owns 2 or 3 of them) and here I am with J.B. and&lt;br /&gt;                                            Vicki outside of Gina's Gas Bar in Beauval (Pit Stop)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well as promised, I'm attempting to post more pictures... this week is finally voer.  It was a really good week just very exhausting...anyways...until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116137717390803318?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116137717390803318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116137717390803318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116137717390803318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116137717390803318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-road-again.html' title='On the Road Again'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116129499481831181</id><published>2006-10-19T15:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:36.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what you want and what you can....two different things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/images[9].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/images%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, the above picture represents what I wanted to do to my alarm clock this morning... yet I'm at work posting this pondering; therefore, obviously I didn't do the unthinkable...take a day off work...really, most of my tired state is self inflicted as I can't seem to make myself fall asleep early enough -- morning comes far too quickly.  However, the subject of the title for this posting is a big pondering...its something I discuss with many of my students (repeatedly it seems)  Yes, you have choices in life...No, you can't choose to not hand in assignments because you don't like them... or the scenario of ...how would you like it if I chose not to fill in your report card...I make the choice not to hand it in... hmmm...not so much... but yup, one of life's many lessons...what you want and what you can are sometimes and complete opposites of the reality spectrum... as a wise person once said ... suck it up, Princess ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116129499481831181?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116129499481831181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116129499481831181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116129499481831181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116129499481831181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-you-want-and-what-you-cantwo_19.html' title='what you want and what you can....two different things...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116119564943452295</id><published>2006-10-18T12:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard at work...</title><content type='html'>As of the end of this week we are officially halfway done the first semester...keeping busy really makes time fly (I may have already told you all this but Les -- the science teacher -- has a sign beside his clock that states "Time will pass, will you?" -- clever, hey?!? very entertaining but again, I digress) We've been flying through days and evenings with academics, volleyball, bingo, and grade 12 grad fundraising and yet the kids still smile... nice. There have been some complaints that I don't post enough current pictures so that you can see the kids, the town, and of course, the star of the show -- me! (that was a bit egocentric wasn't it? Oh well, I'm allowed!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I'm having fun so far...teaching high school is a lot different but its quite rewarding...and they're great kids (I use that word lightly because some of the "kids" I teach are in their 20's)  The second picture is of me (obviously) not surfing the internet but working hard to find some engaging lessons for my grade 10's (the internet was a wonderful invention) Tonight I'm taking the Senior Girl's (volleyball) to Dillon for a game...its about 2 hours away so we'll probably get home late... will try to post more pictures of life rather than clip art...but that's fun too!  With love, Trena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/Vikci%20and%20Kaylene.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/Vikci%20and%20Kaylene.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/Trena%20Working.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/Trena%20Working.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116119564943452295?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116119564943452295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116119564943452295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116119564943452295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116119564943452295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/hard-at-work_116119564943452295.html' title='Hard at work...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116111157579549022</id><published>2006-10-17T12:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of the closet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/images[10].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/images%5B10%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crafter's closet that is... funny... you know, when I was a teenager I never thought I was artistic or creative...Opposite of that really -- I knew that when I was little I drew and stuff but I was never really good in high school art classes... However, as time has gone on and I have been living in isolated areas of the country where there really isn't much to do when its miserable outside... I've learned to embrace the creative side of me... which does exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I first discovered my creative potential when I was at UCC in Kamloops... in one of English classes we had to create a scrapbook/journal type thing -- when I first heard the assignment I was filled with dread... now, when I look back at it (yes, I kept it!) I'm filled with a combination of pride and amazement (and maybe a little bit of disbelief)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy doing the beading that I learned in Deline, and it provides me with fond memories of my time there ... scrapbooking has been fun -- looking back at old pictures and coming up with memories to share (although I never admitted to liking crafts, I always knew that I liked journaling... something a lot of people can't stand...scrapbooking requires some journaling so its perfect really.... I digress) I rediscovered cross-stitching this summer as my beading was en route to Saskatoon and my hands were begging for something to do) and of course last year I discovered quilting (a craft that is prominent in my family) when I made a quilt (small but still a quilt) for Dawn.... I am pretty sure I'll never touch knitting or crocheting(is that even how you spell it?!?) but I never thought I'd be sharing all this either...so, you really never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mark your calendars and move over Martha Stewart! Today is the day that I, Trena Phenix, solemnly and openly admit to being a crafter.... an amateur still, but a crafter nonetheless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116111157579549022?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116111157579549022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116111157579549022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116111157579549022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116111157579549022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/coming-out-of-closet.html' title='Coming out of the closet...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116101500267356186</id><published>2006-10-16T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Anyone Even Read this Thing?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/images[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/images%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it would matter because I would still blab away for my own pleasure...but like with my other blog, often when I'm typing out a new pondering or yet another digression I wonder if anyone even reads it... now, I've been to other blogs that allow people to leave comments...and I'm pretty sure I had it set up that way on my old blog but for some reason I haven't set it up on this blog....until today.  I have investigated and succeeded!  There now lies the opportunity for you to leave a comment , if you so choose... would be nice to get some proof that someone's reading ... back to work... until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116101500267356186?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116101500267356186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116101500267356186&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116101500267356186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116101500267356186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/does-anyone-even-read-this-thing.html' title='Does Anyone Even Read this Thing?!?'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116094548296536909</id><published>2006-10-15T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>screaming would be good right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/Homer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/Homer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so its Sunday afternoon and I was quite happy lounging around my house, talking on the phone, drinking coffee, puttering really.... but I knew I had to come into work to prepare for the week...and I promised my Grade 12's I'd open the computer lab so they could type out the good copies of their poetry essays which are due on Monday...so here I am...but for the freakin' life of me I can't seem to decide what I should do first...or for that matter, what all I have to do... so I here I am procrastinating...just watch...I'll get home and have that moment where all they work I have to do floods into my brain and I attempt to kick myself in the ass.... fun on a Sunday afternoon.... It was a pleasant weekend...relaxing...doing some other stuff that you'll have to wait for tomorrow's post to hear the revelation and confessions regarding that subject... yup, I know...it will be tough to hold out but you can do it!  Ha...whatever...again I digress...well, to make myself feel useful, I'm going to find some work to do...wish me luck!  Later gaters....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116094548296536909?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116094548296536909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116094548296536909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116094548296536909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116094548296536909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/screaming-would-be-good-right-now.html' title='screaming would be good right now...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116058335587018695</id><published>2006-10-11T08:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Literary Garbage...Okay, Maybe not Garbage But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/images.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/images.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this dilemna or pondering came to me last night as I was reading my obligatory 2 chapters at night -- to prove to the kids that reading on your own time won't kill you -- Anyways, as I was getting increasingly engaged in some "chick lit" novel that I picked up at Extra Foods (only "bookstore" in Meadow Lake) I realized my expectations for literature have changed since I've started teaching highschool. So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was teaching grades 5 and 6 I studied (and read) literature such as &lt;u&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Charlotte's Web&lt;/u&gt; as novel studies in class... which are excellent books, and remember because I read them when I was 8 years old. Regardless...getting those kids hooked on books was easy using fun literature such as the aforementioned but because I was reading those at school, I tackled more difficult, perhaps even "classic" literature in my spare time (although I did read my fair share of Chick Lit then, when I needed a brain break) Some of the books I read were &lt;u&gt;The Alchemist,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;The DaVinci Code,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Atonement,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Anna Karenina,&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Night.&lt;/u&gt; To name a few....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...now with teaching high school English, I find that my need for "quality adult literature" is being fed by preparing for class. With the grade twelve students we are studying interesting pieces of literature ranging from poetry, plays, short stories to novels. So, I find myself being attracted to literature that doesn't take much concentration. You know, one of those books where if you fall asleep halfway through a chapter, a page, or a sentence, you can refresh your memory of character and plot quite quickly? Yup, that's what I'm reading. I just finished &lt;u&gt;Six Weeks to Toxic&lt;/u&gt; and now I'm reading &lt;u&gt;Sorry, Walter&lt;/u&gt;.... both engaging and interesting but definitely not classified as "classic" literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, like I tell my students, read anything... as long as you're reading. Why? Because, its a great way to exercise your brain...a muscle some of us forget about every now and then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116058335587018695?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116058335587018695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116058335587018695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116058335587018695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116058335587018695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/literary-garbageokay-maybe-not-garbage.html' title='Literary Garbage...Okay, Maybe not Garbage But...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116051284961914952</id><published>2006-10-10T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Ponderings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/coffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its amazing how addicted I've become.  Its really the most effective alarm clock - the smell (not Folgers, but still!)  really makes me ready to jump out of bed...but yet it worries me how if I don't drink my required amount of coffee I get headaches (from lack of caffeiene?!?) and I get cranky... scary really.  And its gotten worse. When I was in University, drinking coffee was purely social and even then, I rarely had true Java, usually stuck to the fancy drinks at Starbucks (chai tea, cinnamon cider, latte, frappe...whatever)...then, as I did my practicum, I'd have the occassional cup of coffee in the morning but it would have to be loaded with sugar and cream... and it was by no means a part of my routine.  Then, when I moved to Deline, I became a bit more regular in my partaking of the coffee ritual...but still I needed to dilute it with the 'fixings.' But now, now is a completely different story... sometimes I use cream and sugar, or french vanilla creamer, but I also drink it black.  And it isn't social...its a necessity...and it isn't just a part of my morning routine...I drink it whenever.... scary.... I guess this is how addictions grab you...slowly, over a period of time.  Do I have more energy with my coffee fixation?  Not sure...but man, it tastes good!  So, to all you coffee addicts out there -- enjoy! Really, there's worse things you could be doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116051284961914952?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116051284961914952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116051284961914952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116051284961914952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116051284961914952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/coffee-ponderings.html' title='Coffee Ponderings'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116043719930596760</id><published>2006-10-09T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/images.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/images.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...turkey....I remember saying (I think after Easter) that I didn't want to see another turkey for a year...apparently not....turkey was good...but now I've had my fix until Christmas... From my corner of the world to yours...happy thanksgiving... as tough as our paths in life may seem somedays, we still have much to be thankful for....with love, Trena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116043719930596760?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116043719930596760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116043719930596760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116043719930596760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116043719930596760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116016053146945445</id><published>2006-10-06T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait to Sleep In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/survive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/survive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit dramatic, but still pretty true.  This has been a super busy week...between driving to Buffalo Narrows for a workshop, volleyball practices, community volleyball nights, bingo, and oh yeah! teaching...I'm ready for a morning of sleeping in.  I will probably end up spending the majority of the weekend doing work stuff....but on my own time....phew...finally Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116016053146945445?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116016053146945445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116016053146945445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116016053146945445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116016053146945445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/cant-wait-to-sleep-in.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait to Sleep In...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-116000861820601086</id><published>2006-10-04T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:35.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/3%20generations%20of%20women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/3%20generations%20of%20women.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/oh!%20pretty%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/oh%21%20pretty%20cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy was right. There is no place like home. But, what is home? Is home where the heart is? where your family is? where your best friend is? Is the place you were born your home? where you were raised? where you became an adult? where you now live as an adult with your own children? Hmmm... Home. The dictionary defines home as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;a house, apartment, or other shelter that is the usual residence of a person, family, or household.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;the place in which one's domestic affections are centered.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;an institution for the homeless, sick, etc.: a nursing home.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;the dwelling place or retreat of an animal.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;the place or region where something is native or most common.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;any place of residence or refuge: a heavenly home.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;a person's native place or own country.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;(in games) the destination or goal.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;a principal base of operations or activities: The new stadium will be the home of the local football team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many denotations for my liking. If we look at the word home purely as a noun, how would you define it? I struggle with this.... if it is where I was born, then its Saskatoon, if its where I was raised I can't go there (to any of the places) because the people that now reside there may find it strange if I were to occupy their houses for the weekend.... I'm not too sure why I'm thinking about this so much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion...for me there are a lot of different places that feel like home. I'm glad to be back near my family -- one of my many homes -- I went to Saskatoon last weekend to spend Sheri's brithday with her for the first time since we were 11 -- Dorothy is right -- it's good to be home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-116000861820601086?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/116000861820601086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=116000861820601086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116000861820601086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/116000861820601086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/10/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33907724.post-115946742151845817</id><published>2006-09-28T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T08:49:34.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to Libras...</title><content type='html'>Well, not an ode really but it can't just be a coincidence that three of my favourite women (although there are some favourites who aren't Libras) in my life are Libras...freaky really.  Their birthdays are approaching, and I wanted to send out a Happy Birthday.  Love you ...love you....love you!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/bad%20libra.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/bad%20libra.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/1600/good%20libra.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3144/3728/320/good%20libra.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33907724-115946742151845817?l=scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/feeds/115946742151845817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33907724&amp;postID=115946742151845817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/115946742151845817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33907724/posts/default/115946742151845817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scatterbrainponderings.blogspot.com/2006/09/ode-to-libras_115946742151845817.html' title='An Ode to Libras...'/><author><name>trena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106552762318803606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YdiIWH4LYJw/R_0552HR-nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ez2oNZTAj9E/S220/fish+ne+one.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
