Almost here! Almost here!

Five….four…three…NOW PUSH!  BREATHE! 

No, it’s not giving birth, although it may sometimes feel like such. 

No, this is the final weekday before the A-to-Z Challenge 2013!  On Monday, April 1^st, over 1400 bloggers will be posting blogs that focus on the letter “A”. 

My theme this year is in line with my way of thinking: 

taking an idea, shaking it, turning it upside down, and connecting with something totally/almost/maybe unrelated or not. 

The difference is this:  Each letter will connect to the theme of its partner letter.  A few titles are as follows.

April 1 & 2= letters A+B  Apostolic Barbarian

          April 3 & 4= letter C+D  Canines=Dogs

April 5 & 6= letters E+F  Exclusive Fiefdom

Each pair of days will follow the thoughts or theme of its partner. Rather than have 26 different topics, there will be 13 connected topics that cover the 26 days. 

Golly, I sure hope this works. 

While thinking about the A-to-Z, we all need to acknowledge and praise the team that put this all together!  Go to their sites and give them the praise they deserve:

A TO Z TEAM FOR 2013

The Madlab Post (Nicole Ayers)

Tossing It Out (Arlee Bird)

Amlokiblogs (Damyanti Biswas)

Alex J. Cavanaugh (Alex J. Cavanaugh)

Life is Good (Tina Downey)

Cruising Altitude 2.0 (DL Hammons)

Retro-Zombie (Jeremy Hawkins)

The Warrior Muse (Shannon Lawrence)

The QQQE (Matthew MacNish)

Leave it to Livia (Livia Peterson)

No Thought 2 Small (Konstanz Silverbow)

Breakthrough Blogs (Stephen Tremp)

Spunk on a Stick (L. Diane Wolfe)

Perhaps the biggest HUZZAH! should go to Arlee Bird, who started this idea way-back-when! 

Y is for...YELL

Arlee Bird has a blog site on which he discusses dreams and possible interpretations.  I dedicate this post to him.

“Y” is for Yell!

I taught school for twenty years as a second career.  One of my personal mandates was that I did not raise my voice.  I did not yell in the classroom, unless it was part of reading aloud and the character was yelling. 

Doris Day, oh how I wanted to be you!

Oh, I would yell on the playground.  “Get OFF that FENCE right NOW!”

This almost looked like me, so long ago....

I have this recurring dream in many variations.  With a herd of forty students, I am guiding them on a field trip through some hazardous place.  Why we would go to a minefield or an African savannah, I don’t know, but we are there and I am charged with keeping these students safe.

Don't go there! I warned you...

There are always a number of students who wander off the path that we must stay on or dire things will happen. 

They might look cute...no!...don't...

When I see them at the back of the line, I cannot get to them in time.  So I must yell at them, “Stop right there...”

Only I can’t yell.  No matter how hard I try, I cannot yell.  Finally I manage it…and I wake myself up yelling. 

“You okay?” asks my husband.