Google Verification



Seriously? How stupid do they think I am?   No thanks.  I had my Yahoo account hacked in April, and that was really irritating and frustrating.  I'm certainly not going to help someone get into my email account.

Also, wouldn't using the email account be a better way to confirm that it's active? 

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I got a  new laptop in July, and Jeffrey inherited my old one.  When I got the new one, I spent several days copying files to CD and transferring other files from the old laptop to the new one.  However, my email box was overwhelming so I didn't take time to go through that and save the ones I might need and delete the ones I didn't need any more.  Now it's April.  I still haven't gotten back on the old laptop to go through the email.  Suddenly that old laptop is having some major issues, and we get the dreaded Blue Screen of Death all the time.  Today I actually sat down and attempted to save some of the email.  I got several more recent emails forwarded to myself and lots more deleted.  The dreaded Blue Screen of Death popped up several times so I had to reboot and start in again a couple of time.  Finally, all I could get was the dreaded Blue Screen of Death, and Windows would not even load.

It looks like I will most likely not be getting much more off of that computer.  Jeffrey just got his driver CD from Dell today (he called them last night, and they think Windows has somehow gotten corrupted), so he is going to wipe that computer clean and start all over again.  Everything will be lost!  Well, I haven't needed any of that stuff since July, so I seriously doubt I actually need it now or will ever need it again.  I just have the hardest time deleting or throwing anything away without first looking at it so I can make a decision about what to do with it.  What I really need to do is do a better job of deleting my email on a timely basis so the whole email box thing doesn't get so overwhelming on this computer.  I've been trying, but it's still piling up - and we're only talking about my ISP email, not my Yahoo email and my Gmail and my ... well, you get the picture.

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee...You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."  "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I?

• Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
• Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough With a stiff spirit and hardened heart?
• Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

May we all be COFFEE!

From my email:

Last week I purchased a burger and fries for $3.58.

The counter girl took my $4.00 and I pulled 8 cents from my pocket and gave it to her. She stood there, holding the nickel and 3 pennies. While looking at the screen on her register, I sensed her discomfort and tried to tell her to just give me two quarters, but she hailed the manager for help. While he tried to explain the transaction to her, she stood there and cried.

Why do I tell you this?

Because of the evolution in teaching math since the 1950s.

Teaching Math In 1950
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?

Teaching Math In 1960
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?

Teaching Math In 1970
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?

Teaching Math In 1980
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20 Your assignment: Underline the number 20.

Teaching Math In 1990
A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of $20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers.)

Teaching Math In 2005
Un ranchero vende una carretera de madera para $100. La cuesto de su produccion era $80. Cuantas tortillas se puede comprar?

 
I got this in an email and couldn't resist sharing:

Mildred, the church gossip, and self-appointed monitor of the congregation's morals, kept sticking her nose into other people's business. Several members did not approve of her extra curricular activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.

She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the town's only bar one afternoon. She emphatically told George and several others that everyone seeing it there would know what he was doing.

George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just turned and walked away. He didn't explain, defend, or deny. He said nothing.

Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred's house....walked home....and left it there all night.

Don't ya just love ol George ....