Still Waiting…

Hey everyone out there that actually has the guts to keep reading this stuff. I know I promised you pictures from the trip. Since my return, I have been very busy with soccer practice and just have not had the time to get that done.
To update you all on my wonderful sinusitis, well, I have finished the antibiotics, but still am no better. I decided to go to the doctors which any man would rather die, then have to do that. But, since I am tired of coughing, sneezing and a runny nose, I gave in and went. There, the doctor said that I had been on my one allergy medication far too long and it is no longer working.
So, I am on a new medication which I have to take at bedtime. Supposedly, this medication causes drowsiness, which lately, I have not been able to sleep so it should have been a blessing. Well, it does the exact opposite, which makes me very wound up. LOL Those dark circles under my eyes could either be from my allergies or lack of sleep, you can decide.
I promise though, I will put the pictures up for you to see as soon as I get some downloaded. There are some awesome shots. I wish I was alive in St. Thomas because we were there until 8 pm. While there, they had a huge thunderstorm just as we were to sail. It was so cool seeing the whole island light up when the lightening went off. It was just way too cool.
Anyway, hope all of you are looking at a brighter side of life. Missed all of you while I was away and I am getting caught up on my reading. ;-) Try to be patient.

Abducted?!?!? Sorry to Disappoint You…

Abducted by aliens??? No. Run over by a Mac truck??? No. MIA??? No, again. So for all of you that missed me or were worried, it is none of the above. We just got back from a week long cruise. It was a mini-vacation to regain some sanity after the first marking period.


It was a vacation with mixed results, though. My wife and kids had a wonderful time on every island and stop we made. As for me, the story was not quite the same. The first two days were great, but then I started feeling bad. After much prompting, not nagging, but prompting from my wife, I went to the infirmary to see the doctor. Great!!!! Sinusitis!!! My favorite of all ailments has come to visit me at the most inconvenient time.

So, I ended up sleeping for three out of the seven days and missed St. Thomas, Grand Tirk and a day at sea. :-( Oh, well, I had been to St. Thomas before, so it was no big deal for me there. But everyone told me how lovely Grand Tirk was and all of the pools, beach, and fun that I missed. Now I go back to school tomorrow to see what my wonderful classes did while I was away.

Oh, well, at least I got to enjoy some time with the kids and wife. We had family dinners every night in which the wait staff waited on us hand and foot. It is so nice to not have to cook or worry about what to make. It is also nice to have a menu where everyone has something they like. Kenz even tried escargot and loved it. Oh, did I mention lobster as well, yes; it is one of the wonderful aspects of cruising.

Don’t fret; I am back and almost in one piece. I will see if I can get some of the pictures to post. LOL Besides, I have to stand up now because I feel like I am still on the ship. Thanks for all of your concern, but no worries, I am not dead or worse. Look forward to catching up on everyone else’s blogs. Take care.

Time

Yes, it is time folks for another entry into the “Why Are We Here” series. Speaking of which, time is the subject if you hadn’t guessed from the title. Time is defined as: · noun: the continuum of experience in which events pass from the future through the present to the past. There are also several other definitions, but I am going with this one.

Maybe I am crazy, but I want to comment on this subject for a bit. Why is it that when we are in a hurry, time seems to fly? Why is it when we are bored, time seems to drag? It fascinates me that time seems to have fluctuations in it even though it is steady. How can that be? Is it just how time is perceived or is our internal chronometers thrown off by little things?

In previous entries I think I have mentioned my curiosity towards time. I drive my friends and wife nuts with the clocks and watches that I have collected. It especially drives my wife nuts with the hourly chimes, but hey, it is me. LOL Okay, I know you must think I am a nut job and you are thinking to yourself oh, God here he goes again ranting about something silly once more. But humor me for a few minutes and let us dive in to some examples of what I mean.

So, why is it that when we are running late, time seems to go so much faster. Hey, you know that you have to be at the appointment at exactly 2:15. You leave the house knowing you have 20 minutes to get there. 20 minutes an exact measure of time, but why does it feel as if those 20 minutes fly by. What causes that sensation of rush or hurry? Is that a built in perception that we have and if so, where does it come from?

On the other hand, you are at your daughters’ dance recital. The slated amount of time for this is 3 hours, yet, those 3 hours seem to last an eternity. What causes that feeling? I honestly thought this past one would never end, yet it was the 3 hours that we were promised. I am sure you can put your own scenario in here other then mine.

Why is it that when we are young, time seems to last forever? What I mean is this; when we are young, summers seem to last forever. Christmas, man, it seemed to be light years away. Any type of break from school was always an eternity to the next. Time seemed to go by so slowly. As kids we always tried to push time and to be older.

As adults, time seems to fly by and there never is enough, why? Christmas is here before you know it. Any type of break that you get in a job goes by like a wink of the eye. It seems as if just yesterday I was in my 20’s and all of the sudden, I am pushing 40’s. Where does the time go?

Now that I have given you more to think about, let me leave you with this, in “Star Trek: The Next Generation” there was an episode where Data was watching a tea pot boil. You know the old wives tale that states a watched pot never boils. Well, he was trying to prove this but because he was a machine and had an internal chronometer, it boiled the same time every time. So, this means that time is a constantly moving forward at the same pace, but yet, we see it otherwise.

Rules

What are rules made for? Technically, rules are made to bring order to chaos. Look at our universe, without the rules, such as Physics, then our universe would be chaotic forever. Thanks to physics we have order.
So, why is it that we want to break the rules or stretch them? The reason I ask this is because I thought about this myself to be the bad boy. Which, I chose to be my usual law abiding self, so don’t worry. It could have been so easy, but I took the higher road.
The second reason I am asking is that today for the first time in my career, I had to turn two of my students in to the police. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Granted, I have had the police come in and arrest kids before, but not by my doing. They were already guilty. The one kid had a gun in his backpack, so I am kind of glad they got him. But, I have never had to personally turn anyone in.
Since the dawn of time, we have had rules whether handed down by God or ones made up by man. Magna Carta, the Ten Commandments, the Bible, the Koran, and I could just go on and on with different forms of rules and laws. Why do we find such a fascination with bending them or breaking them? The sad thing is that I think I am feeling guiltier about turning them in then they felt about stealing. L
I truly believe in order and that there is a time, place and rules for things. Okay, I will admit it; I never was much of a rule breaker. I guess it had more to do with the fear of what would happen to me. With my father, I would have never thought of stepping out of line because I know what my reward would be. So, as an adult, I am not much for breaking the rules either. Especially since I am a teacher and hopefully a role model to these kids, there is no way I would do something.
Anyway, just watch your step because a mean old teacher may turn your sorry butt in. Ugh!!!