It’s Amazing Grace

I need an online teaching job. Who can help me and give me guidance? What are the best job search websites for this field?

I have gone to some sites and filled out applications. I don’t know how to make this process speed up and more efficient.

The wire’s in my adapter for my laptop are torn. My computer power died today; my battery even died. I have to buy a new adapter soon, hopefully. Right now I’m using someone else’s laptop. I’ve just been doing a lot of career searches for online teaching jobs. No luck yet, but I’m working hard everyday to land position. I start working with Milton at mobfitnessca.com on Monday as a contracted personal trainer. He’s going to help me get started with obtaining clients.

Who is better?

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So Bill Gates and the chairman of GM are arguing over which company is better. Bill Gates boast, ” If cars grew in technology as fast as computers did, we would be driving v-32 instead of v-8, our cars would get 5000 miles to the gallon, the top speed would be mach seven. Anyway the sticker price for a car would be 50 dollars.”

And which the GM replies, ” Sure, but would you really want a car that crashes 4 times a day!”

The photographer for a national magazine was assigned to get photos of a great forest fire. Smoke at the scene was too thick to get any good shots, so he frantically called his home office to hire a plane. “It will be waiting for you at the airport!” he was assured by his editor. As soon as he got to the small, rural airport, sure enough, a plane was warming up near the runway. He jumped in with his equipment and yelled, “Let’s go! Let’s go!”
The pilot swung the plane into the wind and soon they were in the air.
“Fly over the north side of the fire,” said the photographer, “and make three or four low level passes.”
“Why?” asked the pilot. “Because I’m going to take pictures! I’m a photographer, and photographers take pictures!” said the photographer with great exasperation.
After a long pause the pilot said, “You mean you’re not the instructor?”

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My wife and I were comparing notes the other day. “I have a higher IQ, did better on my SATs and make more money than you,” she pointed out.

“Yeah, but when you step back and look at the big picture, I’m still ahead,” I said.

She look mystified. “How do you figure?”

“I married better,” I replied.

I couldn’t sleep all night and through the early morning because of my hacking cough. The funny thing is that I don’t even feel that tired. Probably because I got some rest earlier in the day yesterday. Curtis is taking me to CVS Pharmacy to buy some Tylenol and Vicks VaporRub. Then we will go to Walmart of Winco to get some groceries now that we’re back from Sacramento. I think I need some kind of soup…maybe chicken. I woke up not being able to talk because of my sore throat. So it’s nice to still be able to communicate through blogging–not that I communicate much verbally anyway.

Here’s another joke from my new website reference. A butcher just out of trade school, applies for and gets, a job in North- West America, skinning and cutting up the kills of local hunters. The first job he gets is to cut up a moose to put in the freezer. He finally gets the moose cut up and is putting it into bags and marking them with the contents – chops, rump steak, ribs, sirloin, etc. When he finishes with the stuff he knows, he is left with a pile of unidentifiable parts. At a loss as to what to do with them, he finally puts them all into one bag and labels them……moosellanious.

There’s no place like home! I feel ecstatic to be back home with my church family! I miss my people and the loving environment they create around me. I’m still trying to get over this itchy sore throat. I’ve even tried gargling with salt and pepper in warm water, as my mommy suggested.

On another note, I stopped wearing a lot of jewelry a long time ago. I don’t like a lot of jewelry…it’s just not my thing. But, that’s a good thing because I’m finally figuring out what, “Grace” likes and doesn’t like. I’m becoming a person who can make personal choices for my joy and happiness. However, that doesn’t mean I don’t like wearing any at all. I just get lazy and don’t feel like mustering up the energy to put it on. But, the other day I did tell Curtis I’d like some medium (not too big or small) sized earring studs with my birth stone in it–that would be topaz, in case you’d like to get me a present. Jeff (Curtis’s god-sister’s fiance) told me how to research and find my grandmothers Father’s Cherokee Indian heritage. He even gave me a black leather necklace with a charm that showed a shield with two feathers. That was so nice of him…I thought.

I comin’ home mamasita! I miss home; I can’t wait to get home. We should be leaving in a half hour or so. I have a sore scratchy throat. Latrece (Curtis’s godsister) squeezed some lemons in a sippy cup and gave me salt packets. I mixed it up and am drinking it before we leave. It was good…enough to make you cry. But then again, I like lemons and limes.

It has been 4 days since we arrived in Sacramento. It wasn’t a dreadful, long drawn out trip, considering I slept most of the way. I finally met Curtis’s relatives on his Father’s side of the family. They kept apologizing to me for if I thought they were crazy. But I didn’t think they were anymore crazier than some of my relatives on both my mom and dad’s side. They were very cosiderate and kindhearted people. You see, to me there are two kinds of “crazy”. There’s the stuck-up, rude, and ‘I’ll say anything I want to say however I want to say it’ crazy. And, there’s the silly, fun, happy-go-lucky, ‘let’s laugh and have some fun’ crazy. I told Curtis I don’t mind the latter–it’s the former that makes me grit my teeth and clinch my fists in disgust.

Anyway, I’ve had a decent time here. My “mom” made us some fried chicken and sphagetti Tuesday night. I haven’t called her mom yet, to her face, because I’m still trying to get use to the idea. It just seems so awkward and unnatural; I don’t really know where my uneasiness stems from. Anyway, we have a free day today for the reunion. Tomorrow, we’ll go back to Vacaville for a sphagetti dinner. And, I guess Saturday will be a more formal dress dinner arena. People at Curtis’s family reunion are already asking him where do I come from. He said, ” I told them you where black, and they said, I know that–what else?” He told me they thought I was from the islands too, as many people do…funny, huh? Even though I’m “mixed with other stuff”, as they say; I was raised in the African-American community. This heat is killin’ me! Since last week, I have been sleeping a lot. Now, it’s not uncommon for me to sleep a lot during the day, since I have difficulty falling asleep and staying asleep at night. But I have been feeling more lethargic and sleepy. I think the older I get, the more difficult it is for my body to adapt to extremely hot weather.

I’m going to Curtis’s late Father’s Family Reunion tomorrow. We’re thinking about leaving at 4am to beat the traffic. Our plan is to stop by Denny’s first for breakfast…MoonsOverMyHammy sounds good…oh, and with hash browns of course. But I think it comes with hash browns. We will stay in Sacramento–the reunion starts on Wednesday, and is three days long full of activities. We have to travel to Vacaville every one of those days. I’m pooped because we just recently got back from my Family Reunion on my mom’s side–El Dorado Park is a great place to hold a family reunion of about 300 people. And, what’s crazy is that not every one showed up! Humbly speaking…Curtis warned me that his family reunion would consist of about 30 people. I told him I’d loan him some of mine. Well, we’ll be back Sunday, sometime?! See you on the flip side…as they say.