Beck's Blahg

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85566357230930844732011-12-08T00:08:43.407-08:00Beck's BlahgMy Blog. My Rules.beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.comBlogger661100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-6847456189449137562011-06-06T19:18:00.000-07:002011-06-06T19:23:50.099-07:00California Dreaming

Well, for those out there who do not know already, I am in San Jose! I am actually on summer break, and enjoying my time with my son and mom. Feeling a lot more creative since my move, and a great deal more vibrant.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-12247353877404858082010-12-15T16:19:00.001-08:002010-12-15T16:23:56.755-08:00Do You Know the Way to San Jose?

Well, I had a phone interview tonight with a school in San Jose. I would have preferred a face-to-face interview, but, that said, I think it went well. How well I do not yet know. Perhaps I will be calling San Jose home by January, but perhaps I will still reside here in the Mid South. Either way I still feel like the interview was positive and a good experience. And San Jose is so near my

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-35171590885972258182009-07-24T05:53:00.001-07:002009-07-24T06:53:26.693-07:00Europe with Teenagers

Last summer I took a small group of teens and adults to Paris, France for six days. It was fun. This summer I took a group of thirteen teens and three adults (four, if you count me) to Italy and Spain for ten days. It was amazing! I am a teacher, for those who don't know that. I teach at the junior high level (though I would love to secure a high school position); my content area is Art. I have

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-89261587852837207482009-04-04T09:11:00.000-07:002009-04-04T09:31:22.770-07:00"Cocks" & "Peckers"

Now, before anyone out there in the Blogosphere starts freaking out, the title of this blogpost refers to the innocence of my son, who is three and a half. Gabe refers to birds as "cocks." I am not really sure where he picked the lingo up, but it is funny, so our giggles encourage him to continue with that name.While we were visiting family in California, my sister-in-law, Gabe, and I went out

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-85389588964995089522009-04-04T08:49:00.000-07:002009-04-04T08:50:19.580-07:00Crazy Colors

I don't think I will keep these colors, but I wanted a change.So there you have it.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-78449564442245767862009-03-27T13:42:00.000-07:002009-03-27T14:30:44.724-07:00Fairy(tale) Land

I went into downtown Oakland and over to this little park called "Fairy Land." Gabe had a blast.I decided to leave after Gabe climbed into the crow's nest in the Pirate Hook/Peter Pan area of the park. He went up and up and into the crow's nest. I felt vertigo just watching him. Then he couldn't get down. He tried coming down facing forward. He tried coming down facing backward. He tried coming

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-44399476110177544442009-03-26T10:23:00.000-07:002009-03-26T10:57:45.753-07:00Golden Gate Park

So, Gabe and I went out to Golden Gate Park with our friends Sarah, Ethan, and Vaughn (her two boys). We went to the Tea Garden and then to the Academy of Science. It was fun, but exhausting. Gabe gets really cranky when he is hungry and tired. First he was hungry, and then, well... he was tired! So I was dealing with a cranky little guy pretty much all day.Gabe loved the aquarium in the Academy

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-28467599270791888362009-03-24T16:28:00.000-07:002009-03-25T08:53:42.584-07:00San Francisco

I have been busy, busy, busy while here in the Bay Area.I will begin by saying: I love first class! Gabe and I arrived at Memphis International Airport on Sunday morning to find that we were not going to make our connection in Cincinnati due to a delay of our initial flight. The woman at the Delta counter was exceptional! She looked at me standing there with my three-year-old son in a harness,

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-45264421668599395572009-02-28T11:38:00.001-08:002009-02-28T11:38:58.118-08:00I Have Young Ears

Created by Train Horns

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-89996251851744350462009-02-07T08:17:00.000-08:002009-02-07T08:38:14.443-08:00Mace and Asthma... not a good combination

Yesterday I had a terrible asthma attack while at work. Two girls started to fight in the hall during my lunch, and a few teachers came running in to the lounge covering their faces, eyes streaming. The school cop had used mace to break up these two young "ladies" and it was wafting all throughout the building. As I had already been struggling with my asthma (gotta love an insurance company that

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-24678104445603957542009-02-02T19:43:00.001-08:002009-02-07T08:39:41.427-08:00The Best Darn Dog in the World

For the record: Rosco is the best dog in the world. You might disagree with this statement, but you would be doing so in error. Were you to meet him you would undoubtedly become a member of his growing fan club. Gabe is the President of Rosco's fan club. They are great friends and I cannot imagine a better dog for a boy than this wonderful, loyal, obedient, and kind American Pit Bull Terrier.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-7325990739058054282009-01-27T19:02:00.000-08:002009-01-27T19:32:32.046-08:00"They Won't Build No Schools Anymore..."

This week I have had a few frustrating moments with my students. I teach at a junior high, so perhaps you can understand why my job can be frustrating. But, regardless of the level of frustration I at times feel, I love what I do. I know that education is the key to a better life.It is difficult to aspire to better than what you experience at home. Many of the kids I have taught over the years

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-65217502462557787392008-07-24T05:41:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:29.893-08:00Jet Lag and Parenthood

You are not allowed to feel jet lag as a mother of a toddler. I think it is some sort of unwritten rule. I am exhausted! It is 7:42 am here, so that makes it 12:42 am in Paris. I would just be getting to bed right now were I still on the trip. But here, well, I have been awake since 5:30, when Gabe so lovingly woke me up from the best sleep I have had in more than a week. Oh well. It is

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-64749795620353930312008-07-14T11:00:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:30.842-08:00And We Ate Corn

The garden has been such a blessing this summer. Gabe and I have been eating from it for weeks now, but, a few days ago we ate the first ears of corn from our little patch. And oh my goodness! So good!!!I thought that I would post a few images from the past week, including some harvested produce, some garden shots, and an image or so of Gabe. My mom should be here sometime today, so I am really

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-2181606275976228552008-07-01T17:22:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:37.274-08:00Garden Update

Sorry! I realize this is upside-down, but Blogger is not allowing me to edit the images for some reason!This post is primarily for Mike, as he is in Costa Rica, and hasn't asked much about the garden. I know he is curious and wants an update, so, I took a few pictures today of the garden as well as of a few freshly harvested veggies, including... da da da daaaa! Our first ear of corn!!! I

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-51393782540318591952008-06-30T18:30:00.001-07:002008-06-30T18:32:04.571-07:00Gabe and the Frog, Part 2

Another video of Gabe and the frog. So fun!! He has been trying to find "his frog" all afternoon. If you mention the froggy, he'll run outside and try to get it.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-83364307848969295202008-06-30T14:48:00.000-07:002008-06-30T14:54:50.288-07:00Gabe's Froggy Friend

I awoke this morning, ready to get my hands dirty in my garden. I went outside to clean the pool first, since, well it was gross, and I had several people coming over to help out in the garden who have kids. Anyway, I found a frog in the pool! So, I ran inside to get Gabe to show him. He was really excited. I took several videos and some photos, too, but I wanted to post this video first.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-37212878450371872842008-06-27T14:34:00.000-07:002008-06-27T14:47:53.284-07:00Gabe Fell Down and Bumped His Head...

I went to the playground this morning with two friends and their kids. It was a new experience for Gabe, since this playground has a fake boulder, pint-sized climbing wall, and this cool spinny thing...Anyway, I was spinning, showing Gabe the cool spinny thing, when he decided that he should jump off of the platform and into my otherwise-occupied arms, without saying a word to me! He jumped and I

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-11674717399647776212008-06-27T07:44:00.000-07:002008-06-27T08:01:05.784-07:00Friday!

So, it is Friday. Mike called last night from Costa Rica, where he is taking a few classes as prerequisites for his Masters which he is starting in August. He is, unfortunately, at least an hour from the beach, has to take a bus twice daily for classes, and feels a bit like he is in prison. Hopefully it starts to get better. They don't sell bus passes there (!!??!?!?!?!) and so he has to pay

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-4221647798408765232008-06-23T15:11:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:38.047-08:00It has been a while...

I cannot believe that I have not written a post in such a long time!The garden is amazing! We have had several salads from our little patch and I have made a few dinners using zucchini and basil from what we have planted. Now we have quite a number of squash, gourds, cucumbers, and watermelon that I am eager to bite into, though admittedly it will still be weeks before the latter is ready. I do

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-36715644481275103172008-06-14T06:26:00.000-07:002008-06-14T06:44:49.264-07:00Why I Want Gabe to be a Scout

Would you know what to do if a tornado struck where you were? We have tornado drills annually at my school and during the drills we are instructed on how to do all we can to protect our students, from moving them away from windows and into an enclosed, interior portion of the building, to the proper position of the kids , facing the wall, toes against wall, knees up, head tucked, with arms

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-30283147838182192372008-06-13T16:07:00.000-07:002008-06-13T16:25:55.137-07:00Blossom End Rot

Blossom End Rot is a malady which affects many vegetable plants. Basically, when pollination fails, the vegetable that is on the vine that went unpollinated whithers and dies. Unfortunately I have had to remove 6 or 7 zucchini due to this. It is due, primarily, to a shortage of bees. One can "hand pollinate," which is something of a temporary fix, since how can a large farm sustain it's crops on

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-11413694792256683202008-06-13T11:19:00.000-07:002008-06-13T13:01:49.798-07:00Depression

No, I am not depressed. I am actually in a very good mood. My son is wonderful, my husband is great, I have the very best dog that ever lived, and our garden is growing and growing. So, why the title "Depression?" I am worried about several members of my family right now. My dad suffers from PTSD (who served in the Vietnam "conflict"... erm... WAR... that doesn't?) and has had bouts of

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-18574350525517221572008-06-11T19:21:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:39.528-08:00Garden Update

Here is a picture of our squash, gourd, and various pumpkin plants. We think that the ground holds too much moisture for these little fellas. Corn. Obvious, right? It is tall, mostly, though a few have been knocked over by bad weather and a few more are rather stunted. We are not certain why that is. Most of our garden, but the ends are cut abrupt. To the left there are peas and green beans

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-56206967741812148212008-06-11T12:57:00.001-07:002008-11-13T07:15:39.853-08:00Potty Training 101

I don't know what I am doing and neither does Gabe.We are not operating on the same wavelength here! I am attempting to potty train my son, and he has a different idea. He wants to wear his "big boy" underwear, but says "No potty!" whenever I put him on the potty. He refuses to do anything in the potty, but will freely go whenever and wherever else he feels the urge. I think I need to be more of

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-76079133967408256772008-06-10T05:25:00.000-07:002008-06-10T05:34:12.845-07:00Back to it

Went out for a run this morning. I have been pretty bad about keeping up with it lately, but, this morning, I had a personal best. Something like 31:30. My best by a full minute thirty! I feel pretty good, but I am also really tired.My friend, Maria, sent an email to me with a list of local 5K runs for the summer. There is one sponsored by Gibson Guitars that I am certainly aiming for, as

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-88500341092328533592008-06-09T16:02:00.001-07:002008-06-09T18:49:48.022-07:00Tigers!

I wish I had had my camera today when we went to the zoo. We were on our way home from Home Depot and decided to drop in to the zoo for a quick visit. While we were there we checked in with the tigers (Gabe loves the big cats) and... OH MY GOODNESS! Such excitement! One of the cats was tracking Gabe. I kid you not. It got into the water and followed him from one side of the exhibit to the other!

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-91727651590518385692008-06-07T09:20:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:40.893-08:00Gabe Learns About Tomatoes

So, I went out to take some pictures of Gabe and the garden, aiming to get several shots of Gabe in the garden.After several minutes in the squash and melon patch, we meandered over toward the tomato plants (there are several on the plants now, and Gabe seemed fascinated by them). But, as I was recording images of several plants, Gabe walked up to me and showed me a small grape tomato (in his

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-89335490018513370562008-06-03T08:19:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:41.655-08:00Garden update

I took these pictures last night. It is amazing to me that less than a month ago we planted all of these plants, many as seeds, and today it is green and lush! We have several little tomatoes, quite a few flowers on peppers, and even a baby jalepeno! The garden has become a real conversation piece in our lives. Friends come by to see how our garden is doing. I think they are hoping to score some

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-47260866780224226242008-06-03T08:06:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:42.536-08:00

How cute is that grin? Gabe is seen here lying on the couch with his little friend, Annalise. It is close to midnight, and all of the children are alseep. Oh, except Gabe! He had taken a five hour nap earlier that day, and was ready to party! He kept climbing up with the girls, trying to wake them up to play. He's a goof!Here is a picture taken yesterday. He fell asleep sitting up on the couch.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-40100907623497023042008-06-02T13:18:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:42.848-08:00Ever have one of those days?

Well, I am not having a particularly bad day, but, Mike and I were looking around on a site we like, and we found this. I love it, so I am posting it. Just because.In other recent news...-I weeded about 8 rows in our garden today and re-burned my almost healed back. But the garden looks a ton better.-Gabe is eating 4 waffled for lunch right now. Yep. FOUR! He loves waffles. I guess my

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-27598440659364900042008-05-31T08:03:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:43.320-08:00Summer!!!

I know, it isn't technically summer yet, but... I am officially on my summer break! Yeehaw! Yesterday would have been my last day but, instead, it was my first day off! Let me explain. Our district opted to make Thursday a "double duty" day, so we all stayed until 8 pm. That is a really long day, let me tell you! Especially when you are pretty much all done with everything already. So, here is

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-26088448816138008082008-05-25T17:42:00.000-07:002008-05-25T18:03:15.189-07:00Sunday, bloody Sunday

So, it is Sunday evening. Started the day out by sleeping until 8. That is a rare occurrence for me, and it felt wonderful! We were at a friend's home until after midnight, watching UFC and playing cards. It was fun. We played progressive Gin, a game I had never even heard of. I am not very good at it and, subsequently, lost. I usually lose at card games. Give me a trivia game, or a game like

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-87954509728851730142008-05-17T06:55:00.000-07:002008-05-17T07:11:23.559-07:00Cheatin'

Well, I wound up matting 6 works and floating the rest using a stapler. I know it isn't the most "pro" thing to do, but my hands were getting really sore and the cardboard I was using to as a cheap substitute for a "self-healing" mat was in need of sutures. So, I finished up around 10 pm with all of that and decided to catch up on The Office, a show that, since we no longer have TV, I have missed

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-39518050666797389692008-05-16T17:27:00.000-07:002008-05-16T17:54:50.206-07:00Matting Mania

I am spending my weekend cutting mats.I know you are all tremendously jealous! I have to cut 35 more before Monday; actually, before tomorrow night. You see, Mike and Gabe are camping as part of our Stake's Father/Son campout. So, I have until they return simply because it will be much easier to cut mats on the floor without a two-year-old trying to assist me. I have cut about 30-40 mats this

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-55218649716729752432008-05-13T18:43:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:47.080-08:00Strawberry Fields Forever

Today I introduced Gabe to the delight which are garden fresh strawberries! I am not too sure if I should have done this since now he has become a little strawberry pickin' fiend! At first he wasn't too certain about these little red thingies hanging from a plant in our yard, but, after I force-fed him one (c'mon all you moms... admit it... you have shoved something wonderful into that little

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-82825286246700277142008-05-11T12:12:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:47.837-08:00Inverted Insanity!

We now have inverted tomatoes, inverted jalepenos, inverted habaneros, and I have begun sowing herbs in the tops of our "inverted planter" buckets. We have plants hanging on our porch and on our fence. I guess one could assume that we are now hooked on this form of gardening. As for our traditional garden, we have sprouts in our corn, beets, radishes, and lettuce. Last night, just before we were

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-19145123614985790782008-05-09T20:42:00.001-07:002008-11-13T07:15:48.299-08:00Inverted Tomatoes and More

We have decided to plant our tomatoes upside-down in buckets. It is really quite cool. A few of our friends here told us about it. Maybe I am unique in that I had never heard of such a thing, and, at first, I couldn't imagine how something that sounded so backwards could possibly work. Hopefully this does work since I think we are about to transplant our entire crop of various peppers into

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-59039388747565888232008-05-04T17:54:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:49.114-08:00

So, yesterday I ran in the morning, which was the first time that I had done that since the fall. It felt really great. I am really glad that I did it. Later in the morning (at about 9:15) we went to the zoo and spent several hours there. I like the Memphis zoo, but I wish that they had those little feeding stations where you can buy pelleted food to feed the animals. At least at the water

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-38463004213447928072008-05-02T17:08:00.000-07:002008-05-02T17:11:17.916-07:00This is SO AWESOME

I went to my brother's myspace and saw this. It is so amazing. I can't imagine that this little girl is any older than Gabe.Check out this video: korean baby singing hey judeAdd to My Profile | More Videos

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-45714099148450141592008-05-02T16:43:00.000-07:002008-05-02T16:57:17.278-07:00Two days without running

Yesterday I didn't run. I cannot recall why, exactly, but I think I probably just didn't feel like it. So today... well... today a couple of tornadoes touched down in the area, and so I decided that the weather wasn't really fit for running. So I had a bean burrito and now, as I type, I am noticing that it looks rather nice outside, but I have a tummy full of dinner and that will probably make

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-10428607527387737202008-04-28T16:45:00.000-07:002008-04-28T16:52:12.917-07:00Today is April 28

I didn't run Saturday or Sunday. I know... BAD Becky! But, I just got back from my little loop and I shaved another 5 minutes off of my time! So, I feel good about that. I know I can do better, but I started feeling sick to my stomache after the first 1/4 mile, so I am impressed that I continued. It used to be that I would immediately wimp out. It helps that I talked to my father today and

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-51393196086091938212008-04-25T19:47:00.000-07:002008-04-25T19:49:34.769-07:00I ran

Ran half my usual loop, but it was getting pretty dark, so I decided it was best to cut it short. I am really glad that I did it. I tried to push through the pain of my lungs burning and my legs seizing up, but I did walk a couple of times. Oh well! I still feel great.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-39659854264106559562008-04-25T17:29:00.000-07:002008-04-25T19:47:19.762-07:003 days

Yesterday was my 3rd day of my running goal. Unfortunately I have not yet run today, and I don't know that I will. I have a really horrible gut ache. I am rather afraid that, once I get out and clear of the house, I will need my house. Know what I am saying? But, on a better and more positive note, I shaved 10 minutes off my time yesterday! Granted, I am slow, so that makes it 20 minutes

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-24004960349846438632008-04-23T19:05:00.000-07:002008-04-23T19:13:53.698-07:00Running...

I ran again today. I think that I did better. I still was out for a half an hour (so, not long) and I did the same loop as yesterday, but I "ran" more of it. (I put that in quotes because I am ridiculously slow) I may have ran more slowly in parts of my loop, but I walked less of it, which is good. My legs, feet, butt, and ribs hurt, and my face was really red for a while after I was done.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-69674673051459040482008-04-22T18:24:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:49.340-08:00And so it begins...

I am sick of being fat! I am tired too much, have acid reflux, and my clothes don't fit. I ran with a friend this afternoon. I am slow. I am certainly out of shape. I experienced pain and actually got sick after dinner (I am certain it was from running) but I feel good having done it. I am posting this picture of me from about 10 years ago, so I would be about 25 or possibly 26 in this

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-21230072270741827202008-04-21T18:54:00.001-07:002008-04-21T19:07:43.356-07:00Pirate jokes

What is a pirate's favorite color? Why, arrange, of course!What kind of socks do pirates prefer?? Arrgyle! Isn't it obvious??How much do a pirate's earrings cost? A buccaneer! Get it?? A buck an ear. Ha!Where do pirates keep their buccaneers? Under their buccan-hats!!HAR! HAR! What is really a pirate's favorite letter? A P!!! Because it's an R but it's missing a leg!!

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-82862192045982538982008-04-14T16:34:00.000-07:002008-04-14T16:49:36.788-07:00Long Time, No Blog

Mike told me today that I don't blog very much. True, true... I guess I don't have much to say. I still don't, really, but here I am!Only 32 work days left until summer!! That is something worth writing about. The year has positively flown by. I feel like I have so much left to do, but not nearly enough time to do it in. This week is a wash since we have standardized testing Monday-Thursday.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-62821354656694363052008-03-31T16:59:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:49.538-08:00Ketchup is Wonderful!

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-79104030276267016152008-03-31T16:46:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:49.652-08:00Prunes and Ketchup... YUM!

We had a dinner tonight which included ketchup, a favorite of Gabe's. When he was all done eating he still had ketchup, though. So, he used a prune to scoop it up with! Here is one of a series of fun photos of Gabe eating ketchup from a prune. Delish!

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-33805583710860699012008-03-27T07:32:00.000-07:002008-11-13T07:15:49.852-08:00New Friend

Check it out! Memphis finally got their mountain gorilla!!! Isn't he gorgeous?! I foresee him becoming one of Gabe's faves at the zoo; right up there with the polar bears, pandas, elephants,and lions.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-25775873383171971042008-03-13T15:51:00.000-07:002008-03-13T16:00:33.939-07:00The Flight of Time

When I was a little kid, time seemed to stand still. I would be excited about something, and it would take FOREVER for it to arrive: holidays, birthdays, horse shows. Time seemed to travel so s-l-o-w-l-y. Mu mom would tell me that, as you get older, time passes more quickly. I wondered how that could be. Now I know. I have SO MUCH to do before I take a group of students (and a few adults)

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-22931414551728080422008-03-09T16:27:00.000-07:002008-03-09T16:35:03.998-07:00Snow and flip flops

My sister-in-law is getting a taste of what snow-folks are like as soon as snow melts. She wrote in her blog of crazy people in Flagstaff wearing shorts and flip flops already. Megan... that is what happens once the temps rise above freezing in the more wintery climates! I recall wearing tee-shirts, shorts, and sandals once the temp was about 50 in Bemidji, and it felt great! I imagine it is

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-19177335641729257932008-03-08T11:04:00.000-08:002008-03-08T11:06:36.472-08:00Push, push, push

This is a really cute video that we took yesterday of Gabe. The one below this is just afterwards in the house.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-42470221706731299072008-03-08T08:39:00.000-08:002008-03-08T08:40:45.055-08:00Smile... sort of.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-30484826754117105322008-03-07T15:51:00.000-08:002008-03-07T16:02:14.099-08:00Snow Day!!!

We were released from school (work) early today for a winter storm warning. It is now about 6 pm and we have a good 4-5 inches of great snow! I LOVE IT! Gabe and I went outside and made a huge snowball. It was going to be a snowman, but Gabe just wanted to keep pushing the snowball, rolling it along all over our front lawn. He kinda reminded me of a dung beetle with this big snowball and little

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-55046225770029054782008-03-01T17:44:00.001-08:002008-11-13T07:15:50.126-08:00

Isn't he gorgeous?!! Well, I think he is, and if anyone wants to argue about it... have I ever told you that my Papa was a professional boxer? Well, let's just say that it runs in the family!LOL

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-38128989531295029522008-03-01T17:38:00.000-08:002008-11-13T07:15:50.371-08:00Mall Outing

Mike and I took Gabe to the mall today where he rode the carousel. He loved it! I just wanted to post a cute picture (or two) so that you can all appreciate just how cute our son is!! :)

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-91928860133776975512008-02-29T16:52:00.000-08:002008-02-29T17:12:51.228-08:00Do you want cheese with that?

I grow weary of the self-centered attitudes of so many people today. I deal with some of the worst since I teach junior high kids. They, as a generation, are some of the most lazy, self-serving, egotistical people ever. What a generation of "MeMe's." Not that one gender is more or less self-centered than the other, but I see it so often in the girls. I feel more like Jerry Springer than Mrs.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-70850502503285684672008-02-28T17:13:00.000-08:002008-02-28T17:21:58.217-08:00Snake in My Toilet

Snakes are not good when they are stuck in your toilet. Any kind of snake. Rattle snakes, pythons, garter snakes, big snakes, small snakes, dead snakes, live snakes... none are pleasant toilet residents. Know what other kind of snake is bad when in a toilet? Plumbing snakes. I know this now, but I didn't know this at 4:30 when I decided that I was a plumber and that what my clogged pipes needed

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-33736109895644515612008-02-27T15:00:00.000-08:002008-02-27T15:04:05.009-08:00Freeze, Bobo's!

So, last night while Mike and I were in bed, Gabe turns to us, holds up his hand, and states, "Freeze, Bobo's!"You gotta love "Go, Diego, Go!!"I guess, to Gabe, Mike and I are a couple of monkeys.

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-10999386330203384292008-02-27T14:44:00.000-08:002008-11-13T07:15:50.562-08:00Funeral for a Mouse, or, Rosco, the Mighty

So, I came home to a mouse caught in a glue trap, my pitbull poised over it, triumphantly. It was still alive, barely caught, and squirming a bit. Nasty little thing. Anyway, after attempting to dispose of it, it got free of the trap and so I screamed, tossing my dustpan over it, catching it (kinda) between a plastic Target bag, a very sticky glue trap, and my now non-existant dustpan. You see, I

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-74217124396875446962008-02-26T14:25:00.000-08:002008-02-26T14:35:09.426-08:00House of Mouse

So I come home today from work to find Rosco, our pitbull terrier, with his head crammed into the corner of our livingroom. First thing I thought was, "There must be a mouse in the corner." I hoped to be proven wrong, but...I was right. So we now have mice. It sucks. I hate the creepy little buggers! And the worse thing is that it ran across my foot as I shook my yoga mat (I kinda thought it ran

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-37882371650806792442008-02-25T17:47:00.000-08:002008-11-13T07:15:50.733-08:00

For some reason, the picture I uploaded didn't appear in the previous post. I shall try again. Remember, I am new to this whole blog-thing!

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-41272333917797397292008-02-25T17:31:00.000-08:002008-02-25T17:46:36.569-08:00"Think, think, think..."

"If you have a problem, THINK! When you have a problem... THINK! THINK! THINK!" Or, at least that is what Pooh says on "My Friends Tigger and Pooh, " a show my son, Gabe, LOVES! Saturday we went to have breakfast with Diego at a local bookstore (what a waste of money!) and Gabe got a balloon. He loves balloons. Anyway, he decided that his balloon should not be tied to his wrist, but that he

beccabeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05746382541156903359noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556635723093084473.post-80451110870211098112007-10-12T11:18:00.001-07:002007-10-12T11:21:23.801-07:00And so it begins...

Thought that I would give this whole "blogger" thing a go. I mean, why not? My life isn't terribly thrilling, but neither are the majority of peoples', and they find interesting stuff to write about. I am, at best, a lazy journal keeper, so this entire enterprise could be a wash. Only time will tell!

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