What They Learned in First Grade

Last weekend the Minnesota Vikings lost a close game to the Seattle Seahawks.

Jan 10, 2016; Minneapolis, MN, USA; Minnesota Vikings kicker Blair Walsh (3) misses the potential game-winning field goal against the Seattle Seahawks in the fourth quarter in a NFC Wild Card playoff football game at TCF Bank Stadium. Mandatory Credit: Bruce Kluckhohn-USA TODAY Sports ORG XMIT: USATSI-245810 ORIG FILE ID: 20160110_jla_sk1_115.jpg

The Seahawks were scoreless into the fourth quarter where they came from behind to take a 10-9 lead against the Vikings who were the home team.

On their final drive, the Vikings drove down the field and with 22 seconds remaining Blair Walsh, their field goal kicker, attempted a 27-yard field goal.

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In the frigid Minnesota cold, he hooked the kick left and missed.

Everyone was stunned. The Vikings and their fans. And the Seahawks and their fans as well.

Blair Walsh took full responsibility for his missed kick saying, “It’s my fault.”

Lots of Viking fans launched tirades against him and the team.

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But a group of first grade teachers at Northpoint Elmentary School in Blaine, Minnesota, used the experience as a teaching moment.

The students were asked to write a letter showing empathy and encouragement.

It fit right into their learning targets, specifically the lesson of empathy.

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The teachers sent the letters to Walsh. He delayed his plans to start his off season in warmer weather to take a trip to visit the students…

Here’s the story and video from ESPN.COM:

Ben Goessling
ESPN Staff Writer

BLAINE, Minn. — Kicker Blair Walsh’s original plan was to leave the frozen north on Wednesday, to begin his offseason in a warmer climate after the Vikings’ NFC wild-card loss to the Seattle Seahawks.

The outpouring of support he received from a class of first-graders made him change his schedule.

Walsh visited Northpoint Elementary in Blaine on Thursday to thank a group of students who wrote letters of encouragement to the kicker after his missed 27-yard field goal at the end of the Vikings’ 10-9 loss Sunday. The first-graders had been learning about empathy, and students wrote to Walsh in hopes of cheering him up.

The kicker said he received “too many [letters] to count — probably from every one of those kids.”

A group of first-graders had Blair Walsh’s back after the Vikings kicker’s costly miss in the wild-card round. On Thursday, Walsh gave back by visiting them during the school day.

On Thursday morning, Walsh spoke to the entire first grade at Northpoint before visiting each classroom to sign autographs and take pictures with children and teachers.

“It’s pretty amazing,” Walsh said. “My dad actually brought it to my attention, and it’s too cool. The fact that these teachers have the initiative to show those students what had happened, and they wrote those kind things, it’s unbelievable. It really is. These kids really made a difference in my life, and I’m glad to come here and brighten their day a little bit.”

Walsh, who led the NFL with 34 field goals this year and made the Pro Bowl as a rookie in 2012, answered a round of questions from students and teachers in a group assembly, getting quizzed on such topics as his path to the NFL (Walsh was a soccer player in high school before he started kicking for the football team) and whether he has a guinea pig (“I don’t, but my family has a poodle, though,” he said).

“I wanted to show these kids that I cared and that I appreciated what they did, and I didn’t want to wait until the spring, when I came back [for offseason workouts],” Walsh said. “I wanted to do it now, while it’s still fresh in their minds. It was important to me to show them right away that, ‘Hey, I’m appreciative of everything you guys are doing for me and the kind gesture you showed toward me.'”

Gaining a Competitive Edge

I’m struggling with becoming more competitive in pickleball.

This isn’t a new problem. It’s an old one.

But it’s one I need to change.

There are times when I’m playing that I won’t take a ‘kill shot’ just because I want to keep playing longer rather than winning the point.

I’m FINALLY starting to see that my non-competitiveness is hurting my game–in the short run and, more importantly, in the long run.

So I started Googling ‘how to become more competitive in sports’ and most articles addressed being too competitive and, therefore, being a jerk.

While I might be a jerk, it’s not from being too competitive. 🙂

I changed my query to ‘how to become more competitive’ hoping that removing the ‘sports’ component would help me find an answer.

Finally I found a reply to that question that really resonated with me.

It’s from Michelle Gaugy (art gallery owner, author, art consultant, lifetime of self-employment) on Quora.com. 

There seem to be two types of naturally ambitious people: some who just seem to pop out of the box naturally competitive (probably this is also fostered by their families) and then there are those who have a kind of emptiness inside that spurs them on – some void that they strive to continually fill by achievement.  If you are not already one of these two types, then your chances are slim indeed.

There is only one other way I know of, or have ever seen (and I’m no youngster and have had a wide life) that has transformed someone previously moderate into someone filled with ambition. And that is the discovery of an all-consuming interest, or a passion, which sets them on fire. IF (and that’s a very big “if”) you can discover something – and it can be anything – an interest – a product – a place – a ???? that overwhelms you with curiosity, love, gratitude, devotion, commitment and every other positive adjective you can think of – so much so that you cannot bear to be without it, and your every thought is consumed by your schemes for it, well……then you have the basis for becoming ambitious and competitive, as you attempt to figure out what to do about your obsession.

But that is the only way I have ever seen.

I definitely wasn’t born competitive. Maybe that has something to do with being a twin…

And my sisters and I weren’t raised to be competitive.

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So the only other way “is the discovery of an all-consuming interest, or a passion” which sets me on fire.

Pickleball fits that bill perfectly.

It has overwhelmed me! And I can’t imagine living without it!

Realizing and embracing that will help me become more ambitious and competitive.

And as I become more competitive, I will use the following ways to establish a competitive advantage against my opponents.

Best $3 Ever Spent…

I, like bazillions of others across the USA, bought a Powerball ticket for tonight’s drawing.

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And I, like bazillions of others across the USA, won’t win.

But what better way to spend three dollars except on a dream of they myriad of ways to spend $1.5+ BILLION?

How fun to think of all the good one could do for oneself, one’s family and friends, and one’s community and world.

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First thing I would do? Change my name and move to someplace new so no one knew me or my face.

Second thing I would do? Split it equally with Rich because we have VERY different ideas of what organization to donate money to.

Third thing I would do? Get my passport and go to New Zealand. It’s the only foreign place I want to go to before I die.

What would you do?

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As Rich gains more and more use of his right leg, he’ll graduate from using his walker to using a cane.

A-502-1356-0000CN-BI-01We got into a discussion yesterday on the correct way to use a cane.

Stop reading right now, stand up,and  pretend your right knee has been hurt. Grab an imaginary cane and take a few steps.

Seems simple, doesn’t it?

But here’s the weird thing…

Most people don’t know how to correctly use a cane.

Most automatically grab the cane with the hand on the same side as the injured knee, but actually the best way to use a cane is with the hand on the opposite side as the injured knee.

The only reason I know this is because I watched House and there was discussion of how Dr. House walked incorrectly with a cane.

He held his cane on the same side as his injured leg. Notice has much and how he limps.

When the cane is held on the opposite side of the injured leg, the mechanics of motion and balance are much more in tune.

It’s rare that I win a discussion, but I did win this one…

Of course, that was AFTER I found proof on the Internet.  🙂

Baby Steps

Rich went to see his orthopedic surgeon today.

x-rayIt’s been three months since his surgery to fix a tibial plateau fracture.

We were hoping that he’d get the news that he could start ‘walking’ today.

First came the x-ray…

Then came the doctor and his entourage. (Only have a picture of the doctor, not one that includes the two people who go with him everywhere he goes. )

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The doctor said hello and asked how Rich was doing.

Rich answered, “Fine.”

Doc then asked, “Remind me… How long has it been?”

I jumped in and answered, “102 Days!”

Doc and entourage laughed…

Rich got the go ahead to start walking.

He’ll be using his walker and gradually put more and more weight on his right leg.

Doc said no physical therapy was needed unless Rich wants it.

Rich is going to try on his own doing walking exercises and muscle building exercises.

It all starts with baby steps…bob-baby-steps

Magic After Harvest

Another computer helping story…

A pickleball friend is getting ready to market earrings that she found. The cool thing about these earrings is that they look like blitzy pickleballs.

In order to sell these earrings online, she needs pictures of them.

Without the correct tools, it’s rather challenging to take high quality pictures that look good on the Internet.

Here are a few of what she sent me and asked me to take a look at…

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They are good and show detail, but they don’t make the product POP.

I went online to ‘harvest’ copies of the separate components of the earrings: beads, posts, wires.

Then I cleaned them up a bit and did a little computer ‘magic’.

Here are the images that she’ll be sending to the retailers…

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And the best part for me?

I get some new earrings and some valuable time renting their pickleball machine in trade! Woohoo!

Computer Help

I love helping people with computer problems.

That would be my dream job…

This week I had the opportunity to help a friend.

One problem involved Excel–my favorite application to work with.

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Melissa’s friend Kassi’s boss bought everyone in his office a FitBit and they are having a stepping contest. Kassi enters in everyone’s step counts each day into an Excel spreadsheet.

She wanted an easy way to make the spreadsheet display the cumulative totals each day and automatically arrange them in descending order so that the ‘high stepper’ is in first place.

(Not this kind of high stepper. 🙂 )

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Kassi figured out a way to do it, but her solution was a bit cumbersome and she didn’t want to spend that much time on it every day.

I created a solution using a pivot table (shown in color below) which is a built-in solution within Excel that summarizes data and can perform additional functions within that summary.

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What’s fun about working with people like Kassi two-fold:

  • Users have to be creative enough to think that there might be a better way to do something and I love working with creative people.
  • Users have to be willing to take a risk in asking for help. A lot of users either don’t feel comfortable asking or aren’t annoyed enough to bitch about having to do repetitive tasks.

So I love working with creative and efficient and bitchy people!

And what’s really wonderful to see is the curiosity to learn more that comes from this. I’ll be showing Kassi how to build her own pivot tables later today.  🙂

Thanks, Kassi!

 

 

 

How Do You Tie Your Shoes?

ALLTHATFOLLOWEDI recently finished reading a book about the intersecting lives of people in a small Basque town before, during, and after a  crime committed by young pro-Basque separatist group members.

The book, All That Followed, is the debut novel of Gabriel Urza, a public defender in Reno, Nevada. I came across the book in my library when looking for an e-book to read and both the description and the book cover caught me eye.

A psychologically twisting novel about a politically-charged act of violence that echoes through a small Spanish town; a dazzling debut in the tradition of Daniel AlarcĂłn and Mohsin Hamid. It’s 2004 in Muriga, a quiet town in Spain’s northern Basque Country, a place with more secrets than inhabitants.

All That Followed has three narrators who tell the circular story from different perspectives. One of the narrators really intrigued me…

Mariana is a young mother who was raised in the town where the story takes place. Prior to the crime, she became very ill and subsequently received a kidney transplant.

As she heals from both the illness and the transplant, she feels her body changing in ways that are sometimes fantastical, sometimes disturbing, and always out of her control.

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Mariana becomes obsessed with her new kidney, and, after lots of painstaking research, determines it is from a deceased member of a violent pro-Basque separatist group.

This is just a minor sub-theme in the book, but it was really quite interesting.

What starts her journey into finding her new kidney’s previous owner is that after over thirty years of tying her shoes one particular way, she suddenly starts tying them a new way.

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Mariana talks with her friend Joni, who is from California, about it.

“I calculated that I have been tying my shoelaces an average of three times a day for thirty-two years. Thirty five thousand and forty times, always in the same manner: the squirrel runs around the tree, then through the hole and out the other side.”

“I think we learned a different technique in California,” I said. “I remember my mother teaching me the ‘bunny ears’ technique. A knot for the head, and then we add on the rabbit’s ears.”

“Yes!” she said. “The rabbit’s ears! Suddenly, after the squirrel has run around the tree thirty-five thousand and forty times, I begin to use the rabbit ears!”

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How weird would that be? To start tying your shoes a new way after decades of just automatically tying them and not even thinking about it?

So that got me wondering how often people change after organ transplants. Do they change habits? Do they change personalities?

Off to Google I went.

And I found some amazing stories from Before It’s News

One of the few cases we know the patient’s name was a woman called Claire Sylvia who received a heart and lung transplant in the 1970’s from an eighteen year old male donor who had been in a motorcycle accident. None of this information was known to Sylvia, who upon waking up claimed she had a new and intense craving for beer, chicken nuggets, and green peppers, all food she didn’t enjoy prior to the surgery.

A 47 year old man receiving a heart from a 17 year old black boy suddenly picked up an intense fondness for classical music. The boy whose heart had been donated was killed in a drive-by shooting, still clutching his violin case in his hands. A 47 year old transplant patient claimed that his new heart was responsible for a sudden onset of eating disorders, heralded from the heart’s previous owner, a 14 year old girl. Once a change in sexual orientation was even documented in a twenty seven year old lesbian who soon after getting a new heart settled down and married a man.

The most stunning example of cellular memory was found in an eight year old girl who received the heart of a ten year old girl. The recipient was plagued after surgery with vivid nightmares about an attacker and a girl being murdered. After being brought to a psychiatrist her nightmares proved to be so vivid and real that the psychiatrist believed them to be genuine memories. As it turns out the ten year old whose heart she had just received was murdered and due to the recipients violent reoccurring dreams she was able to describe the events of that horrible encounter and the murderer so well that police soon apprehended, arrested, and convicted the killer.

Is it true? Haven’t got a clue, but it’s fascinating to think about.

My favorite story was about a 30-something man who was concerned about becoming more feminine after receiving a female heart. Later he said he didn’t change at all, but his girlfriend said that his lovemaking techniques changed a lot. “It’s almost like he knew exactly what I wanted him to do…” <3

Oops, Good Thing I’m Not Eye Candy

I went to the gym yesterday for a little over an hour. I was hoping to try a yoga class, but that class was cancelled.

So, I did some machine work and then walked a bit on the treadmill.

Then I came home and then took Sophie for a long hike in the foothills.

yoga-pantsAfter I came home from all my exercise excursions, Rich informed me that I had a hole in my black yoga pants.

Right smack dab in the middle of my bum, my white underwear was peeking out…

While I’m not sure, I’m guessing that it was there when I left the house in the morning.

I have no clue if anyone noticed at the gym.

The good news is that the hole wasn’t THAT big.

And the even better news is that there were lots of very attractive people at the gym.

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So, there was a lot of eye candy to attract all sorts of attention and keep others’ eyes off of pant holes.

Especially if those holes are in the pants of a nearly 60 year old woman! 🙂