So in rereading my last couple of posts, I find that I use the word "So" entirely too much. I need to work on that.
I'll be taking Speech this fall (my mom teaches it btw) and after telling her a story the other day about something I saw on TV, she said, "I hope you plan to take all the 'and...uh...'s out or I'll flunk you." I told her thanks a lot. I am dreading this class because I just know I'm going to have to work harder in it than any other except the Teacher Ed courses I took. Those classes were rough. We had work due nearly every other day and there was a ton of reading involved. If anyone thinks that her Teacher Ed courses are blow-off courses, they're sadly mistaken.
I had heard about how bad Lit was going to be so I spent forever dreading that one. Wound up with an A in the course and didn't have to take the final exam. I finished it about 2 weeks ago right after finishing Art Appreciation. Thank heavens, Speech will be my last class and I'll finally graduate. Since I changed majors and I'm taking less classes than originally expected I won't be bringing my GPA up as much as I had hoped but it'll still be a 3.67 or so. Better than my first year of college by a long shot. It's still a Cum Laude but I was really pushing the last few semesters to bring it to Magna Cum Laude. Oh well - at least I'm frickin graduating finally. It's only taken me 22 years. And this is only an Associate's. I've got to apply to UA Fayetteville for a program they have for in the spring 2009. They'll accept 60 credit hours so if I take classes each semester, I can finish in about 18 months. I swear I'm retarded. If I had just pulled my head out and finished school when I first started in 86, I could have 3 stupid degrees by this time.
Let that be a lesson to anyone reading - don't be a Dumas. Attend class when you're young and can get financial aid or get your parents to pay for it!!!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Sunday
Sunday is just not my favorite day of the week because it's the last day before work. *sigh* There's just not enough time in a weekend to do all the misc crap I want to get done. I would love to win the lottery but since I never buy tickets, I don't see it happening (we don't have a lottery here btw).
The black cat has taken to waking me up every day at 4-5 am to be let out. Today he let me sleep till 7. How kind. What really sucks about that is since the weather is so nice, the windows are now open and he can come and go as he pleases but instead wakes me to open the door. =/ Jake says it's my fault for pampering the little heathens. I don't guess I can disagree. They are quite spoiled.
One of the ladies at work has been on my rear hardcore about getting married. She thinks 2 years is plenty of time for him to pop the question and give me a ring. I personally think it's hilarious that she's all over me whereas my parents are not. However, his mom asks him every time she calls if we've gotten married. She even asks if I'm pregnant yet (that ain't happenin - sorry D - I'm leavin that one to his sister)! lol She's a riot. His sister just had a baby boy in December and he is a little doll. Every so often I think about wanting another baby and then I think - "STUPID - you're nearly 40!!!!" and then I think about 3 am feedings.
I can play the aunt role (my mother emailed me the other day to point out that I had spelled this word incorrectly lol) at this age but I don't think I'm up for another baby. And in another 10 years I'll be ok w/ Grandma but he's 17 right now so I'll kill him if he does anything ignorant right now. Speaking of, Brett had another interview for the internship position with UALR for their nanotechnology department Friday. He didn't get back to the school till 7. This is the 3rd weekend he hasn't been home and I've told him he could go to Springdale for Spring Break to see his grandparents and girlfriend. Heck he has been spending more time up there than at home later =( Apparently there are a lot more kids that go to the school from Springdale/Fayetteville than from around here so they drive back and forth nearly every weekend. Surprise Surprise =/ In case you didn't know it, NW Arkansas is like a whole different state. The wages are far higher than anywhere else in Arkansas (even McDonalds advertised opening positions at $7 an hour back when min wage was $5.15), there's more money being spent, the education is better in most of the schools, there's opera and ballet... it's just completely different in so many ways.
There are a lot of things that I miss about NWA. You could live in the country and still be close to major shopping and dining places. A friend of mine lived on a farm in Tontitown but she was 20 minutes from my house on campus.
Instead of spending 30 minutes here bitching about how bad this area sucks in terms of jobs and shopping, I should be cleaning the house and finding out what smells like a fart in my fridge. I think there's some broccoli that I missed back there. That fridge is a complete pain. The shelves are insanely deep so stuff gets pushed to the back and lost until the next excavation. I really want to replace it w/ a side-by-side but those things are expensive! I could buy a new regular fridge, deep freeze and stove for what a side-by-side costs. It's a conspiracy I just know it.
Well that's enough bitching for one day. I'm hoping that if I bitch more here, I'll bitch less in real life. Yeah I don't see it happening either but hey - it's a thought right?
The black cat has taken to waking me up every day at 4-5 am to be let out. Today he let me sleep till 7. How kind. What really sucks about that is since the weather is so nice, the windows are now open and he can come and go as he pleases but instead wakes me to open the door. =/ Jake says it's my fault for pampering the little heathens. I don't guess I can disagree. They are quite spoiled.
One of the ladies at work has been on my rear hardcore about getting married. She thinks 2 years is plenty of time for him to pop the question and give me a ring. I personally think it's hilarious that she's all over me whereas my parents are not. However, his mom asks him every time she calls if we've gotten married. She even asks if I'm pregnant yet (that ain't happenin - sorry D - I'm leavin that one to his sister)! lol She's a riot. His sister just had a baby boy in December and he is a little doll. Every so often I think about wanting another baby and then I think - "STUPID - you're nearly 40!!!!" and then I think about 3 am feedings.
I can play the aunt role (my mother emailed me the other day to point out that I had spelled this word incorrectly lol) at this age but I don't think I'm up for another baby. And in another 10 years I'll be ok w/ Grandma but he's 17 right now so I'll kill him if he does anything ignorant right now. Speaking of, Brett had another interview for the internship position with UALR for their nanotechnology department Friday. He didn't get back to the school till 7. This is the 3rd weekend he hasn't been home and I've told him he could go to Springdale for Spring Break to see his grandparents and girlfriend. Heck he has been spending more time up there than at home later =( Apparently there are a lot more kids that go to the school from Springdale/Fayetteville than from around here so they drive back and forth nearly every weekend. Surprise Surprise =/ In case you didn't know it, NW Arkansas is like a whole different state. The wages are far higher than anywhere else in Arkansas (even McDonalds advertised opening positions at $7 an hour back when min wage was $5.15), there's more money being spent, the education is better in most of the schools, there's opera and ballet... it's just completely different in so many ways.
There are a lot of things that I miss about NWA. You could live in the country and still be close to major shopping and dining places. A friend of mine lived on a farm in Tontitown but she was 20 minutes from my house on campus.
Instead of spending 30 minutes here bitching about how bad this area sucks in terms of jobs and shopping, I should be cleaning the house and finding out what smells like a fart in my fridge. I think there's some broccoli that I missed back there. That fridge is a complete pain. The shelves are insanely deep so stuff gets pushed to the back and lost until the next excavation. I really want to replace it w/ a side-by-side but those things are expensive! I could buy a new regular fridge, deep freeze and stove for what a side-by-side costs. It's a conspiracy I just know it.
Well that's enough bitching for one day. I'm hoping that if I bitch more here, I'll bitch less in real life. Yeah I don't see it happening either but hey - it's a thought right?
Friday, March 14, 2008
Friday
So thank god the week is over. I get two whole days to sleep in. I really should be cleaning the house and working on getting this place in some order but all I've done all afternoon is freakin play WOW and watch tv. I feel mentally brain damaged.
On a side note, I'm starting to jones for Heidi's blog. She needs to hurry and get it back up before my head explodes.
So I read online today that the CPL (www.thecpl.com) has officially closed up shop. Those who are near and dear to me know what that meant to me. When the ex and I were married we would spend our vacations at the events and since they always had one in July, we even had Brett's birthday party at one. He turned 12 at the CPL in 2002. That was probably the most excited I've ever seen him. Angel stood Brett on a table, got the microphone and made the 1000+ people there sing "Happy Birthday" to Brett. Then he opened his presents and we passed out cake to a bunch of ppl. I bought two giant sheet cakes and still ran out in minutes. I truly miss going to the events and the great people I've met over the years there. I wish only the best for everyone involved. Kind of ironic that it all comes down within days after I decided to email several friends from the CPL to tell them the latest on Brett.
On a side note, I'm starting to jones for Heidi's blog. She needs to hurry and get it back up before my head explodes.
So I read online today that the CPL (www.thecpl.com) has officially closed up shop. Those who are near and dear to me know what that meant to me. When the ex and I were married we would spend our vacations at the events and since they always had one in July, we even had Brett's birthday party at one. He turned 12 at the CPL in 2002. That was probably the most excited I've ever seen him. Angel stood Brett on a table, got the microphone and made the 1000+ people there sing "Happy Birthday" to Brett. Then he opened his presents and we passed out cake to a bunch of ppl. I bought two giant sheet cakes and still ran out in minutes. I truly miss going to the events and the great people I've met over the years there. I wish only the best for everyone involved. Kind of ironic that it all comes down within days after I decided to email several friends from the CPL to tell them the latest on Brett.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Monday
So I finally took the Essay Exam for the Lit class tonight. God what a beast that thing was. Five questions and two hours to write an answer to each - including quotes. And I'm just crappy at writing on the spur of the moment like that. I will be so glad when this is overwith. On a good note, that means that the semester is almost finished for me since I took the art final last week and I'll be taking he Lit final tomorrow (assuming he grades the essay tonight/tomorrow).
We had a massive freak snow storm come through on Friday morning. We ended up with a good sized dumping of snow that morning and it was a pain getting home. Like a moron I forgot to get gas in the jeep Thursday night and since we live in the sticks, I wouldn't have had enough to get to work the next day. So I take my mom's car. Brilliant move - she drives this little sports car that's about 3 inches off the ground so I got to listen to the snow and ice crunching under her car all the way home - not to mention sliding all over the road because it also weighs about 3 lbs. I was practically kissing the ground once I got into town. That is until I tried to veer left up her road and go up to the house. The car decided it didn't want to go left and went straight instead. I went off the road on 3 wheels and decided, "Ok - that's it! My dad can take care of this" and walked up to the house to give her the keys. It was really pretty and I am soooo glad I didn't have to go anywhere the rest of the day. I have enough food to last us through a nuclear disaster and fortunately Jake had gotten cokes the day before so we were set. I'll post some pics of it as soon as I figure out how to.
We had a massive freak snow storm come through on Friday morning. We ended up with a good sized dumping of snow that morning and it was a pain getting home. Like a moron I forgot to get gas in the jeep Thursday night and since we live in the sticks, I wouldn't have had enough to get to work the next day. So I take my mom's car. Brilliant move - she drives this little sports car that's about 3 inches off the ground so I got to listen to the snow and ice crunching under her car all the way home - not to mention sliding all over the road because it also weighs about 3 lbs. I was practically kissing the ground once I got into town. That is until I tried to veer left up her road and go up to the house. The car decided it didn't want to go left and went straight instead. I went off the road on 3 wheels and decided, "Ok - that's it! My dad can take care of this" and walked up to the house to give her the keys. It was really pretty and I am soooo glad I didn't have to go anywhere the rest of the day. I have enough food to last us through a nuclear disaster and fortunately Jake had gotten cokes the day before so we were set. I'll post some pics of it as soon as I figure out how to.
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