Thursday, March 26, 2009

The Whoring Begins

Saturday I have Allen and McKinney job fairs to attend. I need to pick my loveliest outfit, put on my smile, and offer a $20 service to whoever I need to to get hired!

Mesquite job fair on the 4th, Garland and Richardson on the 18th.

WISH ME LUCK!!! I'll let you know how it goes....

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Cool Eye Tricks


If you take a look at the following picture, let me tell you ..... it is not animated. Your eyes are making it move. To test this, stare at one spot for a couple seconds and everything will stop moving. Or look at the black center of each circle and it will stop moving. But move your eyes to the next black center and the previous will move after you take your eyes away from it. Weird?!





You should see a man's face and also a word...
Hint: Try tilting your head to the right, the world begins with 'L'



Do you see gray areas in between the squares?



Are the purple lines straight or bent?


Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The Day Will Come

My gramma wanted to go looking at crematoriums with my mom last weekend, but they were closed....

That's weird...and sad. Someday I'll be shopping for crematoriums for my mom, as a weekend get-together.

Pio Pio

We were given a dozen eggs to try and hatch at my preschool. We've been watching them, turning them, making sure the heat is set right on the incubator and watering it for humidity for about 2 week. Yesterday, they started to hatch. I didn't get to see the excitement though, I was at home sick with strep :o(

This morning I walked in to find one hatched chick in the incubator--Bart (or so was the name we wrote on the egg). He was the second hatched chick; the first, Agnes, went home with my boss overnight. I fell in love with Bart right away. He's such a cute yellow chickie!! Agnes came back to school later; she's multicolor brownish. Also very pretty.

The other chicks, I was told, were pecking through their eggs and chirping and moving all about yesterday. Today, only dead beaks poked out of their unhatched eggs :o( One was still alive and breathing, so I hatched him. I don't think he, Billy, will make it. I figured, if he was going to die anyway in his shell, it wouldn't hurt so much to go ahead and crack him open. Someone took him home for tonight to see if he'd make it.

The kids (and parents and teachers too) LOVED looking over the eggs and the excitement of them hatching. Really cool learning experience for all :o)