Super Bowl

Super Bowl tomorrow. I wish we could all watch it together. I thought Neil would stay till Monday morning, but it would make an early trip back when he has a 9:00 class.
We had Steeler pep rally at school on Friday afternoon, and it was fun. The kids were wild. We had songs, videos, and cheers. My students wrote their own Steeler song to the tune of "It Ain't Gonna Rain No More," and it turned out pretty good. We studied rhyme and rhythmic patterns in the song, and gave them a template go work from. Then they worked in groups to come up with at least one verse. I went from group to group and helped when necessary. They were quite pleased. We sang it at the pep rally and it was a hit. A couple of the groups hammed it up pretty well, and it was hilarious. Here's a clip:




Just so I'm on record before the game: The final score will be Steelers 24, Cardinals 13. MVP will be Roethlisberger. Take that to the bank.

r

A day off?

School off today. Weather started last night. We got snow, then 2 inches of ice, which turned to snow this afternoon. It was beautiful to look at, until I had to spend 3 hours plowing everyone out. It was real heavy and difficult to push. We're supposed to get five to nine inches till it's done. We'll probably have another delay in the morning. We've missed three days of school because of snow. Here are some pics so you all don't forget what winter in Kingsville looks like (I'll bet Neil can beat us in ice).

Randall and the Burning Bush

Moses has nothing on me. We arrived home last evening to find that our gas had frozen up. The house was getting cold, and the forecast was for zero overnight, so I knew I'd better get someone out to thaw my regulator. I called Dominion Gas (as I had been told to do years earlier when it had frozen before) and I was told that that wasn't their problem. I explained that to the operator that she was mistaken (nicely) and that since I wasn't getting any gas through the meter, I was fairly certain that it was their problem. She asked how I knew it wasn't coming through the meter and I told her that I had loosened the union on my side of the meter and nothing was coming through. She then put me on hold to talk to a supervisor. She came back on and told me that her supervisor told her that it was my responsibility to winterize my meter and that I would have to call a plumbing contractor. I then ended my call (not quite so nicely) and proceeded to do just what she said. I called two contractors who told me what I already knew: that it was the gas company's responsibility and I should recall the gas company. By this time I was getting a little bit irritated, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. I took my space heater (that big torpedo) out to the meter, directed it at the regulator and plugged it in. I then went inside, gave it a couple of minutes and tried the pilot and behold, it lit. I was feeling pretty good about my ingenuity about that time, and went back out to put the heater away. You can imagine my consternation when I saw that I now had a ball of fire burning at my regulator. It turns out that I had melted a plunger inside the regulator and that raw gas was now venting from the regulator and burning colorfully. Remember the barberry by the meter? It was also burning brightly too. I rushed over through the foot of snow on the ground and knelt down at the bush to attempt to extinguish the flames with the snow all around. That's when Bryan H. went by. He said he looked up in the field and saw me kneeling in front of a burning bush and thought I was having a religious experience. He came up (he didn't want to miss it if I was being saved) and we shut the gas off. We then called Dominion back and explained that we had a gas leak by my house. You would be surprised by how fast they sent a crew out. I was a little anxious about explaining just how the leak had occurred, but when the gas guy got there, and heard that the office had refused to dispatch someone in the first place, he was mad and apologized his ass off. He told me I probably shouldn't have done that, but he said he probably would have done the same thing too. He was a very nice guy and we spent the next hour together putting on a new regulator. Well, that should have been the end of it, but when we got the furnace relit, we found that it kept going out even though we now had gas. So, we spent the night without a furnace. I called a repairman this morning, and he said that the frozen gas had damaged a gas bell inside the control box, but he also found that I had a cracked heat exchanger (not related)that was not safe. Well to shorten an already looooong story, I ended up with a brand new, high efficiency gas furnace which he installed today at a cost of only $2500. I guess it all worked out okay, since I was planning to replace the furnace anyway. I ended up with a new furnace which will save me lots of money in gas bills, and a story as my contribution to this week's blog.

Warmly,
r

Funny? "The acorn doesn't fall far from the tree."

Kristen had apparently done this recently, and posted it on her facebook page. Neil showed us last night.





I thought everyone would appreciate Kristen's efforts.
Enjoy.

r

you are all so funny.

As I thought about how my new family provides endless humor and wit to any situation, I decided that I would tell a joke. It just seems right. So here it goes:

Q: Who won the race between a bicycle and a tricycle?

Are you ready?

A: The tricycle. The bicycle was two-tired.....

Get it.

Well, if you liked what you heard, feel free to contact my personal pun developer Gina.

a picture is worth a thousand words...

Mother writes, "I know that orange suit didn't come out of a closet here at my house. Your dad didn't wear that color even when it was in style."

What's the problem with the suit? Despite the fact that I looked somewhat like a convict, I thought I looked pretty good.

And by the way, Rachel and I modeled our outfits after a couple folks we know.

Evidently, Randall did wear orange.

Back in the routine (like up to my ears)

     It's after 10:00.  I just got home from training at the fire hall.  Then federal government has mandated that everyone who has any dealings with the government must take a 16 hour NIMS class, so we have training tonight, Thursday, and all day Saturday.  It's mostly redundant and common sense, and it doesn't have a lot to do with what we do, but if we don't have our responders complete the class, we are no longer eligible to apply for state or federal grants.  It is a result of Homeland Security's mandates stemming from 911.  I wouldn't  really mind, but it comes at absolutely the wrong time for us.  Mar and I had gone to the school board meeting Monday.  I have to stay late at school tomorrow to help check 4-sight responses (practice PSSA tests), then bingo after.  Thursday I have a negotiations meeting before training.  Then next week, we have report cards coming due.  We have parent conferences all day Monday the 19th, so those have to be prepared for those.  Complicating that is that our negotiations team is going away that whole weekend for mediation, so I have to have all that conference stuff ready before I leave Friday afternoon.  So I'm not spending much time at home these days.  

     I had not planned to be involved with negotiations this time (since I may not be around to live with what we agree to), but since we are participating in timed mediation with the board, I got drafted to be there (much to my irritation).  

I'll stop complaining now.  I know that my involvement in much of this (and the stress that goes with it) is a matter of choice.  If we can get through the next couple of weeks, our normal craziness should seem much calmer by comparison.

We're having an ice storm now too.  Mar got stuck on the way home from town and I had to get her off the hill in the middle of my class tonight.  At least it got me out of a half hour of lecture.  Maybe 2 hour delay in the morning?

Hey Gina, good to see you on the list of contributors.

Hope you all have a less hectic start back.

r

what better way to bring in the new year than by wearing polyester. creek looks like he feels a little left out though. maybe you guys should reconsider clothing him.

happy 2009 to the reynolds family!