Friday, December 26, 2008

Merry Christmas and really funny stickers!


I've been posting lots lately on my other blog, and that's why you haven't seen much here. But here are a couple of stickers that Jose and I found on his grandmother's refrigerator. Where they're from and how they got to Jose's grandmother's fridge, I have no idea!

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Truffles?


Last year I gave to my coworkers (there are only 3 of them) a box of Christmas cookies that I baked. Yesterday I tried to make truffles.

The recipe is not exactly complete; I cut it out of a newspaper...a not American newspaper, so I guess it was from Ireland when we went in September of 2007. Anyway, the title of the article was "Christmas Gifts a Toddler Can Make", so I thought that included me, too. Anyway, I'll let the pictures tell the story.And now I'm not sure if they look too lumpy and disgusting to give away. I might just do cookies again. :o/

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Stuck at home on Sunday


It's Sunday (when nothing is open anyway), it's a Sunday between two national holidays (Constitution Day, yesterday, and Immaculate Conception, tomorrow), and it's rainy. We're bored. I'm getting a little crazy after spending so much time on eHow and Jose is hunched over the bidet, trying to get stamps off their envelopes for his collection.

Friday, December 5, 2008

My first eHow earnings!



















I did it!

I made a whole, entire $0.99 on eHow!

I'm so excited, because I was about halfway to feeling put out with this venture. I joined a month ago, but only posted 5 articles up until last week. Then, last weekend I started reading more on the forum and realized some people were making some money on that website and if I wanted to join them, I had to really make an effort. So, I decided to dedicate A LOT of my December free time to improving my eHow portfolio. Mainly, adding to the articles (my goal is 25 before January) and promoting myself more on the website (by joining in chats and adding friends). I started doing that this week and saw my views go up dramatically and started getting comments and ratings, which were fun. I also paid for and downloaded an ebook on how to improve earnings. I implemented a few of the tips this afternoon, but none of them very serious. Then, this evening, Jose and I came home from dance class and I had my first earnings! 99 cents, with only 10 articles.

I'm really motivated now and can't wait to write and post more on the website. Here's a link to a recent Christmas article. Enjoy!

Book Review: Atlas Shrugged


For my birthday, Jose gave me two books (and the fabulous trip to Girona). The first book was _The Painter of Battles_, an amazing novel by one of my favorite Spanish authors, Arturo Perez-Reverte. The second was _Atlas Shrugged_, by Ayn Rand..."the biggest book in English they had." It drives him crazy when I order a book from the UK, wait eagerly for it for weeks, then read it in 2 days. So, determined to make a book last longer than the weekend, he gave me that.

In defense of Jose, Ayn Rand isn't well-known at all in Spain, and he didn't know that her ideas are limited in their anti-communism and naive in their limitations. And, having read Rand before, I did know what her political stand would be and prepared myself for it. I do still read Rand, because although I disagree with every concept, I think she is a good writer with great stories.

So I began with _Atlas_, and almost from the beginning, couldn't put it down. Only because it is over 1,000 pages did it last me the 2.5 weeks I spent reading it, albeit with neck cramps on the weekend. The story was so good, that weeks after finishing it, I'm still thinking about the characters. Hence the post.

In a world where everything is deteriorating into non-chalance and irresponsibility, can the few remaining entreprenuers be able to save it? Why are there only two fully developed female characters, Dagny Taggart and her opposite, and rival, Lillian Rearden? Why is Francisco d'Anconia the ideological leader, then betrayer, then ultimate follower of John Galt? It seemed the book didn't do him justice at the end. Such a great character to turn so uninteresting at the end. Why does Dagny have so many lovers? Why does her "change" seem so anticlimactic?

Gosh! What I would give for a good English 101 analysis right now!

Monday, December 1, 2008

No Results Yet....

So, I'm still doing this article writing thing on eHow.
They put together a forum section, and after reading lots and lots of posts, I realized that I'm doing really badly.

Here's how it's going so far. I've been a member for a month, and I just posted my sixth article today. So far, my oldest article has had 183 views, and the others, well, less than that. From what I understand, you start making a bit of money after 250 views. How can I get those remaining views??? And my first bit of money?

I'm going to try posting a tag on Facebook to see if anyone helps me out. Hopefully I can get those views in a few days with a little help. If you want to send the link to anyone....feel free.

I keep you updated on the progress.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Girona this weekend.

For my birthday, Jose surprised me with a trip to Girona. He got a RyanAir special for 1 cent each, leaving from Madrid on Saturday at 12.50 and returning on Sunday at 6.35 am. So, we packed sandwiches and muffins, drove our car to the airport, and flew to Girona, about an hour from Barcelona. You can see the pictures!

Maybe it's coming from Toledo, but everything seemed so clean and inhabitant friendly. The city is full of new buildings and styles, fun bars and cafes and charming bridges that cross the river. The streets were crowded with a small amount of tourists and lots of Catalan. I felt like I had just arrived in a new country, when someone said something basic, and I had absolutely no idea what they were talking about. It's overwhelming, but fun.


The biggest surprise happened on the way to the airport at 5 am. We were sitting on the shuttle bus and next to us were two people who worked for RyanAir. They were speaking together and I heard bits of their conversation: "semmit" and "nem tudom" and other pieces that identified them as Hungarian! Hungarians! Sitting next to me on the shuttle bus in Girona! So, I asked them, in my best Hungarian, if they were Magyar...and after a brief, confused look they said that they were. So, after switching into English (I forgot how well they spoke English), I told them all about living in Hungary, meeting Jose, and how I LOVED it. I think I looked a little crazy, because they weren't too excited to continue talking about how wonderful it was. Maybe I didn't explain myself well or maybe it was just 5 o'clock in the morning. But, even though they were a little less than friendly, it still made my morning to have met Hungarians in Spain and spent a little time thinking about my first foreign love.

We flew back to Madrid as the sun was coming up, drove back home and took a long nap. What a great weekend!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

The Crisis!


Invest in Spain!

Jose sent me this picture this morning, and I couldn't resist posting it.
As the media covers the Spanish crisis I go between believing that it is mostly a media induced panic that causes even the youngest of my students to stutter "but...the crisis!" to almost anything anyone says, and between believing that it's only a matter of luck that we haven't been affected by it, yet. In fact, after last year's dramatic increase in gas and basic food costs, things have stayed the same or even gotten a little cheaper.

I don't doubt the existence of "the crisis", but I do wonder about just how much of our daily lives it affects. I'm sure, for those waiting for an apartment, it is a source of constant worry. And maybe I should be worried, working in the service industry. Yet, looking at the enrollment of the school where I work (we're really full) and the state of Spain's English, I can't get too worked up about it yet. Plus, there are good things for those who aren't constructors and aren't waiting for an apartment to be built. Cheaper cars and houses, for one, and higher interest rates, for another.

So, as everyone is settling into our new, terrible economy and getting used to waiting it out, I'm watching the news and comparing how much of what they report reflects in my wallet.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Old Men

On the left there is a slideshow of one of my favorite hobbies in Spain: taking pictures of old men. (There are a few old women, too.) I've moved it from my old blog to this one, at the suggestion of my FCE class.

My biggest challenge

At the school where I work we rotate teachers every couple of months (both for the kids' learning styles and access to accents and the teachers' sanity!). So this week I've rotated to Room 2, which is in general a very nice room. My biggest challenge this week (and I have a strange sensation that it will continue to be my biggest challenge until we rotate again on January 15th) comes on Mondays and Wednesdays at 5.40. It comes in the form of 10 very cute, very loud, very undeveloped 4 and 5 year olds! Ten of them. Together. In one class. For one hour.

Another day I will post my thoughts on what exactly parents can hope to get by putting their 4 year old in English class. But today I will limit myself to a little bit of pity and despair.

The hardest parts:

1. Learning names. There are ten children who look basically the same. They don't sit still in one place, so there's no chance of learning names in order. They answer to almost anything, because they haven't learned to resist against misinformation. The biggest loss of teacher momentum is found when you have to tell a child that they are doing something wrong and suddenly...you can't remember their name! Crap!
2. Energy. Wow. They move a lot! And are really loud! And are so so short! They're always sliding out of their chairs and shooting under their desks and sitting with their friend next to them or stealing another person's chair or coming up behind you and pulling your shirt or escaping to the bathroom or......the options are endless!
3. The coloring dilemma. While one child colors in minute detail, stopping every few seconds to think about the meaning of life or putting his head on the table, another dashes three scribbles in the form and announces "FINISHED! QUE HAGO??" (what do I do now?). Oh my goodness!

And every young child teacher knows that there is only so much coloring children will do. But how many options do you have when they can't even write their names and their attention spans don't allow for more than 4 new vocab words a week???
4. The sudden emotions. One moment a child is fine. The next, crying and pasting his face on the window to look for his "mama". One moment he or she is sitting normally in the chair, the next they are peeing down their legs. I know that it's probably normal, but it's enough to make you crazy!

Story: On Monday, we were all coloring (more or less) a picture of a train. I'm walking around the room (solving disputes over colors, motivating the slow colorers to get a move on, picking up things off the floor, herding lost children back to their seats), and noti
ce little Miguel. Little Miguel has got little pieces of blue all over his face and even in his teeth. I'm wondering what in the world that could be, when I see his pencil. Hmmm.
Then we talked about coloring with the pencil and not eating it, and he reached for a green one. And now no one else wants to use this particular pencil, not that I blame them.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

12 km - to Cuzcurrita

Our first "hike".
Jose and I were in Aranda this past weekend to visit his new cousin, among other things. We made plans to wake up on Sunday morning and drive to a nearby village, park the car and walk 12 kilometers (9 miles) to Cuzcurrita and back (12 km total). We chose this village because its an example of a trend that is affecting many villages in Spain.
It's abandoned.

As more and more people move towards cities, whole villages like this one are left behind.
The only thing left of the village, which nobody remembers as having many houses or a few, is the church. We couldn't even really tell where the houses once stood!


But the 12 kilometers was a nice walk. Actually, my legs were killing me after about 10, so the thought of walk twice that amount everyday for a month seems a little far fetched now. Let's see how we do over the next couple of months.


And these were some grapes we picked and ate along the way. Don't know how they avoided the harvest in October.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Camino de Santiago - Summer 2009??

What a better way to celebrate our first wedding anniversary, thought Jose and I, than walking the Camino de Santiago together?

If you are unfamiliar with the Camino (Way of Saint James, in English), it is a 750 kilometer (or more than 450 mile) pilgrimage through Spain to the city of Santiago de Compostela in Galicia. The most popular route begins in France, crosses the Pyrenees, and after about 27 days of walking through the plains of northern Spain, ends in Santiago. The origins of the pilgrimage are from the 9th century when a monk named Pelayo followed a star to the burial site of the apostle James the Greater. It was at its greatest during the 11 - 13th centuries, even rivalling pilgrimages to Rome and Jerusalem, but languished until its very recent revival.

It's been on our list of the things we'd love to do for a couple of years, but it's always hard to find a full month to take out of both of our lives to walk a really long way. And we both feel that if we don't do it now, it might have to be put off until after we retire! So, it's our goal for next August.
It's probably murder to do it in August, but that's the only possibility because of my work schedule.

So, the biggest step. How do you train for a 750 km walk? Follow our progress!By the way, this isn't a picture of the Camino. It was taken on one of our other trips.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

My Last Request


This past Saturday was All Saints Day, and since Jose and I couldn't go to the supermarket (although we really needed to) and since we like the cemetery anyway, we took a walk up to where all the action was.

As we were walking around, me taking pictures a little self-consciously, a very important thing occurred to me, which I shared with Jose. When I die, if it's before you, and where ever I'm buried, please do not, ever, put plastic flowers on my grave. And, if for some reason, you absolutely must put plastic flowers on my grave, please do not put fluorescent plastic flowers on my grave.

I don't know if you can properly appreciate just how fluorescent these flowers were, but you could see them half a mile away! Incredible.



And here's a moment, just before we left. You can see the people, the graves and the flowers. And Jose, who was in a hurry to leave. But what made me take the video was the music coming from the chapel, which we listened to all morning long!

Thursday, October 30, 2008

My Articles

Sorry, I don't have a picture to go with this one.
I've been working a lot recently to begin writing again. I've signed up for a couple of websites where you submit articles and get paid for them. They work in different ways, and I'm not sure how lucrative they will turn out to be. But as Jose says, one doesn't do this type of thing to get rich, just to enjoy it.

So far I've only submitted to one website. This one bases payment on how many people read the article (although I guess you don't have to actually read it, just click on the link to view it). I've put links on the left side of this blog, under the title "My Articles". If you have a moment whenever you read this blog, to check out if there are new articles, I'd really appreciate it. And, if you know anyone who really needs the information in the article, forward it along.

When/If I ever make any money, I'll let you know!
Thanks!

PS. Help me think of new topics to write about! They should be things I know how to do, similar to the style of the articles I have posted. Leave me some ideas!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Villages around Toledo

It's really weird how my frame of mind can change so much depending on whether I'm in Spain or the US. It's probably a post for the other blog, but it's really obvious in the house hunt. Why, when in the US I'm perfectly happy to live in the middle of nowhere and drive everywhere, I'm now reluctant to move to a village with no supermarket, library or park? I fear I'm starting to have a European mentality regarding villages!!

We are now in the village hunt phase. Toledo, as charming as it is, nestled among mountains and the river Tajo, doesn't have a lot of space (and the space it has is very hilly!). So almost all (99%) of the housing you have is apartments, and not just any apartments, outrageously overpriced apartments. So, since my one requirement for our house is a backyard and Jose's requirement is cheap, we're scouting out all the villages surrounding Toledo. There are many, because we are not the first to have this idea! However, finding one that is actually a village and not a glorified suburb of Toledo is surprisingly difficult!

We're hoping for something like this ---------------->











<-------------------------Yet, not like this.



But here's a fun one. Some fruit and pumpkins in a fruit shop in one of the villages.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

New blog and mini heater time

Another blog!
Come and join me! Here is where I'm going to keep tabs on all my projects for the year. Some future topics:

* Buying a house! Join Jose and me as we search villages around Toledo and (someday) houses!
* Writing! I've started submitting articles to a couple of websites. Help me find material, stay motivated and follow this new path. I have no idea where it's going, but I'm going to try to continue.
* Camino de Santiago????? Jose and I have been playing with this idea for next summer. Will we train for it? Will we actually do it?
* General fun stuff about my life in Toledo. Which is always interesting.

And some pictures, like this one of my mini-heater. It doesn't really go with the post, but I got it out this morning for the bathroom. Spain is experiencing aire polar (polar air) over the next few days, but I'll probably make do with my sweats and my mini-heater. (Jose never gets cold.)