Breadboxes and Math. Stacy asked me why my Blog is called “Bigger than a Breadbox”. Truthfully, I always said that if I had a band (not going to happen, trust me) I’d call it “Bigger than a Breadbox”. Someone beat me to it, but it was always a thought. So, it seemed natural to use the name for my blog. Although, Presbytera Elizabeth says that it is indicative of a comfort in my self and body, and that is certainly something I want to emulate, so I like that too. Ironically (to me, anyway) I keep my bread in the refrigerator.
Math – Ok, I know someone out there will know this answer. How do you solve a question that says, “John and Mary live 50 miles away from each other. They both leave at 5pm, driving towards each other. John drives at 35 MPH, Mary at 40 MPH. What time do they meet?” Xavier asked me that, and I don’t know the answer.
Early Spring – it is really starting to feel like Spring here – flowers are blooming, the skies are rainy and then sunny, and the temperature is fluctuating wildly (I hear talk of snow early this week). I guess, since it is an early Lent, it makes sense that it will be an early Spring
posted by Mimi @ 2/24/2007 11:05:00 AM
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17 Comments:
I've never known anyone who kept bread in the refridgerator! Does it go hard and crusty in there more quickly or do you keep it in a plastic box of some kind or something?
Math: My husband/calculator says that you can combine the speeds of John and Mary (75 mph) since they are converging. So you have 75 mph over 50 miles.
He's tricky, that deacon... Only had to explain it to me three times.
Isnt there a website somewhere that helps parents figure the math out so they can help their kids?
If not, there should be.
I'm sure there's a commandment somewhere that says "thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's climate".
OOOH, how I long for spring.
Here is is blustery and cold with a bitter wind blowing skiffs of snow. Sigh. I know tulips and daffodils are not long away but I am so weary of this bleak season.
that would be a good name for a band!
let's see if i can explain this right... between john and mary together, they are driving 75 miles an hour/60 minutes.
so in 60 minutes, they can go 75 miles.
in 1 minute, they go 1.25 miles
divide the 50 miles they need to travel by the 1.25 miles they travel per minute and you get 40 minutes.
so they'll meet at 5:40.
i'm *pretty* sure that's right!
I must admit that I am with belladonna in being covetous about your climate. Here in upstate New York, it just seems like never ending winter.
This is for Belladonna and Abouna: check the sunset. Here in NH, it's setting rose-pink, a sure sign that spring is on the way. In winter, it sets in a flat, iron-grey color. But when it's rose-pink, spring is not far off!
Red sky at night, shepherd's delight - as they used to say here :-)
Spring?? We have freezing rain and snow predicted tonight. The good news is there is a possibility of a snow day (I'm hoping.)
I have tagged you, Mimi, for the Lenten meme.
I'm having some trouble here with the 5th grade math too and I thought I was pretty smart!
I keep my bread in the fridge too, but we had a bread box when I was growing up and it is one of the first questions you ask when you play 20 questions. LOL
math-AHHHHHH (screams of semi-terror) :)
i keep my bread in the fridge to as it keeps it from going moldy ... though it can dry certain breads out too...
:)
arg! not more math! poor kid. I have no idea.
About 3 years ago I dropped into a black hole – four months of absolute terror. I wanted to end my life, but somehow [Holy Spirit], I reached out to a friend who took me to hospital. I had three visits [hospital] in four months – I actually thought I was in hell. I imagine I was going through some sort of metamorphosis [mental, physical & spiritual]. I had been seeing a therapist [1994] on a regular basis, up until this point in time. I actually thought I would be locked away – but the hospital staff was very supportive [I had no control over my process]. I was released from hospital 16th September 1994, but my fear, pain & shame had only subsided a little. I remember this particular morning waking up [home] & my process would start up again [fear, pain, & shame]. No one could help me, not even my therapist [I was terrified]. I asked Jesus Christ to have mercy on me & forgive me my sins. Slowly, all my fear has dissipated & I believe Jesus delivered me from my “psychological prison.” I am a practicing Catholic & the Holy Spirit is my friend & strength; every day since then has been a joy & blessing. I deserve to go to hell for the life I have led, but Jesus through His sacrifice on the cross, delivered me from my inequities. John 3: 8, John 15: 26, are verses I can relate to, organically. He’s a real person who is with me all the time. I have so much joy & peace in my life, today, after a childhood spent in orphanages [England & Australia]. Fear, pain, & shame, are no longer my constant companions. I just wanted to share my experience with you [Luke 8: 16 – 17].
Peace Be With You
Patrick
please remove the hijacked breadbox from your site - it has added 4000 hits to our costs.
please remove the hijacked breadbox from your site - it has added 4000 hits to our costs.
please remove the hijacked breadbox from your site - it has added 4000 hits to our costs.
Done.
My sincerest apologies, no harm was meant.
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