My friend, Laura, said to try “wearing” our dog. She tried it in self defense because her new dog kept getting under her feet. Bela took her advice, and this is what happened.
This happens every day.
Purrful was fine after she figured out what was happening.
Jinx wasn’t so impressed.
What self-respecting cat would sit still for this?
Chance was feeling the love!
In my quest to do something different, I signed up with the National Language Service Corps. I learned about NLSC at the ACTFL conference in San Antonio in November. The rep knew her business, and I was hooked on the idea of using my language skills in volunteer situations (in or out of the United States).
When I got home after the conference, I visited the website and filled out an application. I had to provide detailed information about my language skills, of course, and documentation as requested. Fortunately, I had already taken the OPI exam, so I knew my language competency, and I provided a copy of the results. I think it’s awesome (and smart!) that additional training is provided if an assignment is given. It’s also nice to be able to accept or reject assignments based on work schedules and other things. After all of my information was verified, I was accepted as a member.
I love having a certificate to add to my portfolio!
If you speak a second (or third) language, please check out the NLSC. You could be a bridge between cultures.
http://www.nlscorps.org/Default.aspx
My friend, Deb, was kind enough to babysit me today. She took me with her to the barrel racing jackpot in Torrington. Since I still consider myself “new” to Nebraska, I took for granted that I’d be in Nebraska for this shindig. I was a bit surprised when we crossed the state line into Wyoming. It wasn’t that far into Wyoming, but I was excited to see some new territory just the same.
Deb was kind enough to pull over so I could get a shot of Scottsbluff.
Deb’s rig is quite comfortable for humans and animals.
I tried (and failed) to record Deb’s run, but Harley (the young horse) did well. (My daughter needs to give me lessons on how to use her video camera.) I was so disappointed to not have the whole run on video, but I will do better if she ever invites me again.
I had plenty of time to stroll around and photograph many beautiful horses. I had the pleasure of meeting a nice young lady named Bailey. Actually, I saw her run in the arena, loved her horse, and followed her to her trailer to ask if I could get a picture of the horse. Bailey was kind enough to let me take a picture of Shambo. I hope Bailey visits the blog to see the picture. 🙂
Shambo is a beautiful buckskin mare.
Bailey caught this horse during our chat.
This lady was kind enough to pose for me.
Subway, Deb’s dog furry child, was quite indignant because Deb put his collar and tether on him for safety. There was a road right beside the rig, so she made sure he was safe in spite of his protests.
Subway was not happy.
Deb and Harley had a good run, and I had fun watching all the horses.
Maybe this post will answer that question.
Cuteness abounds. It’s quite distracting.
Jersey makes sure the computer is running well. She likes the mouse.
I was actually TRYING to work.
I was cold, and Bela told me to try on her hat. Do I look happy?
Then Bela dressed Jinx in the same hat. She looked as happy as I did.
“Oh, I can’t wait until Friday!” I said that this week. Did you? You might be curious to know what my big plans are for the weekend. I work my second job. So what was the hurry for Friday? I’m never really sure!
I realized as I looked at the calendar that all I’ve been doing is wishing my life away one weekend at a time. And for what? I’ve reached the conclusion that I should focus on making every day the best (as I live it) rather than waiting to “have fun” at the end of the regular work week.
Are you waiting for the weekend?
Apparently Ysabela had too much free time on her hands today. She put a superhero cape on Jinx. I think the dog might have preferred some flannel jammies instead since it’s so cold!
Super Jinx!
What a sweet little dog.
Bela has always wanted to photograph this church.
Today was the day.
This just serves to remind you that our Nigerian daughters are still missing. There are missing children all over the world, but that doesn’t make it right. Some children are not more important than others no matter what the media might suggest. A prostitute’s child is no less important than a diplomat’s child. Different resources may be available to help search for those children, but the bottom line is that we all must open our eyes and help.
Take time to look at the faces of missing children. How would you feel if your child were missing? Did you know that May 25th is dedicated to missing children? It’s horribly sad one needed to be created in the first place.
https://www.facebook.com/bringbackourgirls
My adopted community is small, but caring. If a family is having a hard time, there’s always someone willing to get the ball rolling and organize help. It’s amazing to watch. Sometimes I am ashamed of myself for not noticing a need in the first place. I should have paid closer attention. I should have known.
I’m not saying to spy on your neighbors, but I know I’m guilty of putting on my blinders when I leave the house. Are you? I simply don’t notice—or maybe I even turn a blind eye when I have a gut feeling that something is off. How many horrible things have happened throughout history due to apathy and/or turning a blind eye?
I watched a video this week that drove the point home.
You may wonder what the video has to do with my post, but turning a blind eye can apply to anything unpleasant that we don’t want to see. It could be animal abuse, hungry children, a hurting family without resources…anything. I have to make an effort to “be present” in my own daily life. We all need to remember that! Make an effort to get to know the new family down the street. Make an effort to see beyond polite conversation down to the need that may exist. Many people are embarrassed to ask for help. Maybe we should offer it anyway.
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