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Joy in Mudville: Things That Make Me Happy, Part 3
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Musings and observations from right field. Thursday, April 9, 2009. Things That Make Me Happy, Part 3. Whenever I need a little pick-me-up, I just head on over to Youtube to watch the beatboxing flute player guy. He blows my mind! And some more awesomeness. How much spit do you think is in that flute when he is done.gross. April 9, 2009 at 3:30 PM. Not to weird you out, but beatboxing flute guy.HOT! I love a sexy flute player. Oh, and I'm soooo excited you're posted again! April 10, 2009 at 3:51 PM.
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Joy in Mudville: Um...what are you looking at, Moose?
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Musings and observations from right field. Wednesday, April 8, 2009. Umwhat are you looking at, Moose? April 8, 2009 at 9:05 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sawyer.I mean, LaFleur. More Beatboxing Flute Guy. Things That Make Me Happy, Part 3. Where did he think he was going? Happy 5th Birthday, Dad. Umwhat are you looking at, Moose? Most photogenic boy ever? The Sings 'n' Things. On Solid Rock I Stand. The Leaf, The Blossom. Wit, Wisdom, and Whining. I'm not very interesting.
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The Sings 'n' Things: March 2010
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The Sings 'n' Things. Though miles divide us. You should know the day-to-day. Here's what we're up to. Wednesday, March 31, 2010. Links to this post. Monday, March 29, 2010. Here are a some photos from our weekend. Links to this post. Saturday, March 27, 2010. Can you say CUTE! I love this boy so much it hurts. Look at this sweet face, don't you just want to kiss him! And this kid's pretty darn cute too. Links to this post. Friday, March 26, 2010. The name we gave you. To James Ryan Singletary,. Singleta...
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Joy in Mudville: Sawyer...I mean, LaFleur
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Musings and observations from right field. Sunday, April 12, 2009. Sawyer.I mean, LaFleur. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sawyer.I mean, LaFleur. More Beatboxing Flute Guy. Things That Make Me Happy, Part 3. Where did he think he was going? Happy 5th Birthday, Dad. Umwhat are you looking at, Moose? Most photogenic boy ever? The Sings 'n' Things. On Solid Rock I Stand. The Leaf, The Blossom. Wit, Wisdom, and Whining. I'm not very interesting. View my complete profile.
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Joy in Mudville: The National Honor of the Trousers
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Musings and observations from right field. Saturday, February 7, 2009. The National Honor of the Trousers. In 14th century Mali, a man named Mansa Musa was king. He was a very generous king, giving gold, land and horses to his citizens in exchange for their loyalty. The greatest gift, however, was given to military heroes. This gift was known as "The National Honor of the Trousers." According to one Arab, named Al-Dukhari:. Whenever a hero adds to the lists of his exploits,. February 8, 2009 at 1:38 PM.
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Joy in Mudville: Things That Make Me Happy, Part Deux
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Musings and observations from right field. Friday, December 12, 2008. Things That Make Me Happy, Part Deux. For the bath at close of day. That washes the weary mud away! A loon is he that will not sing:. Water Hot is a noble thing! Sweet is the sound of falling rain,. And the brook that leaps from hill to plain;. But better than rain or rippling streams. Is Water Hot that smokes and steams. Water cold we may pour at need. Down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed;. But better is Beer, if drink we lack,.
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Joy in Mudville: Scottish Teaching Day
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Musings and observations from right field. Saturday, December 6, 2008. December 6, 2008 at 4:41 PM. Those kids will never forget the stuff you taught them that day. December 6, 2008 at 9:45 PM. Did you go "full scottish" or "half scottish" (aka, no underwear or with underwear). December 8, 2008 at 10:53 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Happy 35th Birthday, Mom! Twas the night before Christmas. Things That Make Me Happy, Part Deux. Being a teacher means having no shame. The Sings 'n' Things.
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Joy in Mudville: Being a teacher means having no shame...
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Musings and observations from right field. Saturday, December 6, 2008. Being a teacher means having no shame. I don't know which way your "cool" factor went, but I imagine your "cooling" factor went up while the kilt was on. December 7, 2008 at 7:38 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Happy 35th Birthday, Mom! Twas the night before Christmas. Things That Make Me Happy, Part Deux. Being a teacher means having no shame. The Sings 'n' Things. On Solid Rock I Stand. The Leaf, The Blossom.
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Joy in Mudville: Jesus is not a Wheat Thin
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Musings and observations from right field. Sunday, November 23, 2008. Jesus is not a Wheat Thin. Now, I know that Mark was just making a joke, but it got me thinking: You know what? Son of God. Frankly, sometimes I let myself forget that Jesus IS. Whever this happens, I like to go outside at night and look up at the stars and just take in the universe that HE created. It reminds me how small I really am. It reminds me that Jesus is not a Wheat Thin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I love my students.
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Joy in Mudville: 'Twas the night before Christmas...
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Musings and observations from right field. Friday, December 26, 2008. Twas the night before Christmas. And all through the land,. Not a creature was stirring,. Except for poor Dad. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,. As Dad wrapped the last present with mere minutes to spare. The children were nestled all snug in their beds,. While visions of diagrams danced in Dad's head. And Mama in her jammies, not wearing a cap,. Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,. His countenance how wan!