December 15, 2018
Yesterday was a whirlwind ~ racquetball with my peeps in the morning, the grocery store with my list in hand for today's baking extravaganza, vacuuming and mopping along with cleaning the stove top and putting away miscellaneous junk, cleaning the counter tops, a quick dinner of salmon and salad, and then another couple of hours putting together cookies that need to be refrigerated before baking. I was done by 8 pm, so we watched another episode of The Last Kingdom. I think it's only on Netflix, but I'm not sure. This is the story of the beginnings of what we now call England, and is based on the books by Bernard Cornwell. He writes some ass kicking history novels. Jeez, how did I go from busy to history? It's like my mind just races from one place to another for no apparent reason.....
I invited *Barb to come and bake Christmas cookies today. She asked me if I have decorating stuff, which I don't. I've never done the fancy sugar cookies with icing as a decor. In my family we always used those silly colored sprinkles ~ you know, the ones that fall off when you eat them? I decided I'm not using those anymore and was content with plain ol' cookies, but apparently Barb has some skills. Now I just have to find my bag and tips ~ I don't even remember the last time I used it. I'm sure it's in my kitchen somewhere. ;-/
I really need to get this baking done for the cookie gifts I give out, and with Christmas in 10 days, I need to get going! And baking is always more fun with a friend.
December 10, 2018
And the sun sets on another day.......
I am done. Done with study. The final is tomorrow & I am ready. And sick and tired of all this nonsense.
One more class & I will have the degree in my hand.
I will dance with a lamp shade on my head, with complete abandon ~ somewhere where no one has to see it of course, lest it comes back to bite me in the ass on Facebook. :D
December 9, 2018
At least my blog has some Christmas decor
It is exam time. My final is on Tuesday, so I have been studying & fashioning my note sheet going on 3 days now. I did have fun last night at one of our racquetball parties, but I didn't stay very long. At 8:30 I announced that I had to go which prompted a mass exodus of all but a few.
The food was great & the ping pong games were highly spirited :)
Thinking forward to spring, when I take my last history class to qualify for graduation, I ran into a schedule issue. I bet you aren't surprised. I have complained about the UNM history department many times. It is my minor, and I've put off taking many of the classes because they are all during the day. No evening or upper division online classes for history. But this time they had a class listed for 4:30, which intrigued me. But no class description. Just the dates and times. So I sent a whiny e-mail to the head of the department, and the next day there was a class description. Interesting, no? I haven't registered for it yet though. I want to wait a little bit to see if enough students will register so that the class happens. 1 out of a max of 40 just isn't going to cut it, but in the next 4 weeks I'm sure enough students will register for it. I hope.
Well, back to my studies! Ho ho ho
December 3, 2018
Well, here's a visual :D
A CNM (Central NM Community college) professor posted this on FB, and I laughed, and then thought how true it is. How eager and excited we are at the beginning of the semester. How detailed we are with our assignments. And, how that all changes when we realize that we have to take some short cuts and become less enamored toward the end, when all we want to do is finish. And, that is where all of us student (and professors too I would imagine) are right now. I submitted my final paper for The History of Christianity last night. I had made quite a bit of progress on it before the weekend (imagine that!!), so instead of doing a marathon this weekend, it was only a few hours on Sat & Sun.
My paper was on the Black Death and the impact on Christian life. We had a choice between three different books ~ books that contain primary documents. And wow, that was an eye opener. The one that affected me the most was Giovanni Boccaccio's Introduction to The Decameron, written in 1340-1351. He describes the horror of it well.
I have always been fascinated by the Black Death, which changed our world so dramatically, but the previous books I had read were secondary documents ~ written by historians, usually much later than the events took place. So The Black Death: The Great Mortality of 1348-1350 by John Aberth was quite enlightening. It is relatively inexpensive if you are interested.
One week from tomorrow is our final exam. As usual, our professor hasn't posted the study guide for it yet. I hope it is not comprehensive.
Well, I suppose I should start my day ~ I hope all of you have a great week!
November 27, 2018
Ugh, it is past my bedtime, but I'm a little too wound up to rush off to bed.
Registration quirkyness: my last semester is in the spring, and supposedly I will graduate in May. However, the degree audit I did tonight shows some discrepancies that will make going to the advisor a necessity. I hate going. I have to take time out of my schedule to wait around ~ despite making an appointment. It's always so vague. I wish (and I've said this before) that the student should be able to pick and choose the classes that fit their interests. Of course you have to take the basics, but when you start getting into your junior year, it should be up to us. Not the stupid curriculum book. Hmph.
Today's idiocy: Instead of leaving at 10:20 for class from work, I wasn't really paying attention and left at 9:20. By the time I was at a stop light and could read the text my coworker sent me, it would not have made sense to go back to work and leave 15-20 min later to go again. So, tomorrow I will have to eat lunch at my desk ~ which I detest ~ to make up that hour. Sheesh.
Vegan Wednesdays: the Orthodox faith asks it's members to avoid eating meat and dairy on Wednesdays. Although I understand the reasoning they use, it's a pain because I don't really like beans. I don't want to eat peanut butter every Wednesday of my life to get some protein. I made a vegan lentil soup for tomorrow. But although I will get used to stuff like that, I don't think I'm going to enjoy it. I asked my friend who attends the same church if she follows the restrictions, and she looked at me with a funny expression and said "no". However, I don't like doing things half-assed, so I'm going with it. At least on Friday I can have fish.
Ok, now maybe I can get some sleep.
Maybe I'll dream of hamburgers and graduation.
November 23, 2018
First watch this
You might have already watched it....it's had over 11 million views :-O
I love this guy, who so effortlessly pulls off a hilarious speech at his brother's wedding. I can say with some certainty that I couldn't do it ~ which my family must know, because no one ever asked me. Not even son #1, who's had two weddings. Son #2 probably won't ever get married, unless he gets himself out and about. Mostly he works all day and then goes home to play online video games, which is his way to relax ~ which makes it tough to meet women. Not that son #1 hasn't reminded him constantly that "he needs a girl". Son #2 does what he does whenever anyone tries to give him advice, which is to ignore it completely after he's given you the head nod, indicating you might be right. Then he turns his attention elsewhere, letting you know the sage advise just rolled off his back like water off a duck.
I do love those two boys. They are both frustrating and irritating and wonderful. I suppose most parents have the same feelings. Right?
That speech makes me wish I were clever and funny and spontaneous. That I could come back with a witty remark on the fly. I, however, always think of those like an hour later, a day later, and every once in awhile, a week later. If I had a buck every time that happened, I could take a Hawaiian vacation.
I would love the ability to insult someone that simultaneously shows that I love that person unconditionally. Or, just be funny. I have a difficult time telling jokes. If I hear a great one, I will get halfway through and then bungle the punch line. Or, worse yet, no one laughs. That happens a lot. I wonder if I'm missing the gene that provides that comedic timing that I not only lack, but probably wouldn't recognize if it bit me on the ass.
What about you?
November 21, 2018
Twice yearly, our entire office staff cleans the office from top to bottom. All the plastic toys are washed, the carpets thoroughly vacuumed, windows cleaned ~ everything is cleaned. It takes all of us (17 in total) about 2 1/2 hours to do it. This time of year it is always on the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. In exchange, we have Wednesday off, which gives those of us who cook an extra day for baking, or preparing. I made our pie (Romeo picked pecan) and cooked the sausage for the stuffing. Later I'll cut up celery and onions and other little jobs I can do that will make it easier tomorrow. It's a very nice perk that de-stresses Thanksgiving a bit.
A few years ago we did this....I don't know where those stick on mustaches went, but it was fun to be silly.
I hope all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
November 19, 2018
I don't remember where I first heard this phrase....maybe in a novel I was reading, or on the radio. No matter where, I have put it into action a few times. The most recent is when I attended services at St. George Greek Orthodox Church for the first time.
Where to go? Hmmm, I think I'll go left, and so now I always take my place to the left of the isle. My friend who also attends asked me why I sit on this side, so I had to admit it's just something I heard or read somewhere once.
She thinks I'm a little nutty.
She might be right (haha). Then asked if I had any problem with the right side, and I said no, why? Apparently there's a lady who seems lonely, never comes with anyone, and would I mind keeping her company during the liturgy? So, next Sunday I'll be taking a trip to the right side.
One of the students in class is being christmated next Sunday, so I want to be there for that (which is sort of like being confirmed). I am curious to see what that entails.
In the meantime, of my own choice of course, I'm missing Sunday morning racquetball which runs from 10 am to noonish ~ this is the sacrifice I mentioned. I asked if anyone would be interested in moving it from 11 to 1, but no takers so far. I am not surprised, because no one like change, and it is nice to be done in time for whatever else Sunday holds. When I told *Frances, she recommended skipping one Sunday a month, which is a decent compromise. I could always go to the service on Saturday night instead ~ I've never been to a vespers service, so might as well experience that too.
In the meantime
Have a great week!
November 17, 2018
I looked out the window and saw this incredible sunrise....
It reminds me of the great impressionists paintings.
So, there was nothing for it but to venture out in pj's and socks to snap this picture from my back yard.
A few minutes later, it was all white and blue, the beautiful pink, purple, orange, yellow colors were gone. It felt like a gift given to me, although I know there were many who enjoyed it. That is if you were up and around at 6:20ish. It was rather inspirational.
Have a wonderful Saturday!
November 13, 2018
Uh, scratch that make everyone else happy part.....I've no time for that nonsense.
I just spend an hour and a half quickly doing my reading for the week ~ which I normally do on Sunday afternoon ~ and taking my reading quiz. We get 20 minutes, and I finished it in 8. 10 out of 10. I hate those reading quizzes, even though I understand the rationale behind them. Remember that the majority (vast, vast majority) of my peers in class are between 19 to 25, and will skip the readings if they can. Oh, hell, what am I saying? I would probably skim them instead of paying close attention except for the quiz. I have quit hand writing notes on the readings, because I realize that taking good notes in class is way better since she emphasizes the stuff she thinks is important. So, I just highlight.
But, the main focus of this post tonight is about my intelligence. Which, regardless of my grade point average, doesn't seem very smart to me. I received my test back today, and even though she wrote some criticism, I still made a 93. No doubt that I studied hard to make sure I would do well. But is it good enough? I feel like I am smart enough to know that I am not as smart as my grades make me out to be. Does that make sense? It's like I should be able to interpret the stuff I'm reading in a more insightful way. And yet, in some ways I feel that college itself doesn't show me how to analyze and reinterpret the stuff I'm reading. It's more like regurgitating the salient points instead of being able to write the underlying message and what it means. ARGHHHHHHH.
See, I can't even adequately explain what it is I'm wanting to express. These are the moments I think the degree is pointless. Which kinda pisses me off ~ I mean, I've spent countless hours, energy, worry, money on obtaining it. Perhaps it's a universal feeling that everyone has at one point, whether in college or not. I just hope that I've not wasted my time and energy working so damn hard to get it.
More than anything, it is a testament to my bull headedness. There have been a few moments of weakness where I thought "this is stupid, what are you doing??", and the worst: "you're too old". And yet I keep on. I persevere. No matter what.
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