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Archive for September, 2008

Halloween Poems for Grandparents and Grandchildren to Share

Monday, September 29th, 2008

Here are 5 Halloween poems for grandparents to share with your grandchildren. The first four Halloween poems are fun and not too scarey for young grandchildren. Caution, the fifth Halloween poem should probably be saved for older grandchildren…it is a Halloween poem that could cause your grandchildren to be hesitant about going to bed on […]

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Does Your Grandchild Need An Attitude Adjustment?

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

Did your grandchild bring an attitude with him (or her) when he moved in with you? It’s time to fine tune your parenting skills, again. Even with caregivers having the best parenting skills, most kids go through stages now and then with a bit of a “tude.” But when the attitude is too much and […]

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A Cooking Poem

Monday, September 22nd, 2008

When you’re cooking in the kitchen,
You’re learning all the while –
To pour and measure, mix and stir
And sift flour into a pile.
Scrub your hands before you start
Then gather up the gear –
Like pots’n pans and measuring cups
That you use throughout the year.
Go over the recipe, step-by-step,
So you’ll know just what to do.
By carefully following the […]

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Interesting Facts About Culinary Arts

Monday, September 22nd, 2008

Culinary artists are those known today as the ones responsible for the presentation of your salad, entree, or dessert. There is one restaurant we enjoy on the Jersey Shore that serves salads that are a work of art - I feel guilty when I disturb it.
The culinary arts is one of the fields of study […]

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Skunk Sprayed Buddy, Time to Replace Carpet

Monday, September 22nd, 2008

Have you ever experienced skunk spray up close? If you have, then you know it is the most offensive odor. And, since skunk spray is oil based, it is also the worst to get rid of.
Last week I was upstairs in the office organizing notes for my Algebra 2 students. The night was perfect with […]

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The Song of The Flower

Sunday, September 21st, 2008

 
I am a kind word uttered and repeated
By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth; I was
Reared in the lap of Summer and I
Slept in the bed of Autumn.
At dawn I unite with the […]

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