Alive!

I’d like to say alive and well but that would be taking it a bit far.

I took my biology final today. I did just fine, thank you. I actually got to find out all of my final grades today. Math, biology and English; 3.2, 3.6 and 4.0. I’ll take it. Now I am going to sleep for three days. I wish! I came down with the creeping crud the week before finals and have been all in a thither about it. Pretty much all I have been doing is sleeping, working and trying to make my brain retain some of my school work.

So I am taking a couple of days off from work now. One of the benefits of being self employed, and I am going to get my taxes done. One of the not so great things about being self employed. I really know how to celebrate don’t I?

Then it is on to next quarter. I have switched schools and hopefully this will be a good fit for me. It was a pain in the ass having to go through all the paperwork, testing, and advising again, but it is done! Unfortunately I found out if I want to make the cut off to apply for the program I want next year, I will have to take chemistry this summer. I am trying to figure out how I am going to work that out. Chem is only offered during the day in the summer. Oh well I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.

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So a few days to catch up on much needed chores and do my taxes so that I can apply for next years financial aid and scholarships. Then I start the next round of classes, but it shouldn’t be too bad. I am only taking two classes and hope to get my math (the one subject that gives me the most problems) done for a while. I will have to take stats when I go for my Bachelors but first things first. I need to do well enough in my prerequisites to get into the nursing program of my (fingers crossed) choice.

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Birthday Post

I think birthdays are cool.

I like having birthdays. To anyone that complains about them, all I have to say is “Drop dead.”

So that being said, I’m not really doing anything special this year. Some years I do and some years I don’t, but I do do whatever I feel on my birthday. I have been lucky that I have a job where I can take the day off no matter when it falls. This year it is on a Sunday, and I don’t work anyways, but to make up for it I am taking tomorrow off. Whoo-hoo.

I am catching up on homework. I know sounds boring but it makes me feel good to know I have got that taken care of. Think I might go all out and bother to shave my legs. (shaving seems to be a big search term on my blog? Go figure, I’ll just go with it.)

Some friends are taking me out for pizza tonight. I love pizza. I also love cookies, and a friend of mine makes me a batch of these totally, addicting, to die for, heath bar cookies every year. I don’t mean cookies with little crumbles of heath bar, I mean cookies with chunks the size a quarter of a bar on top. She dropped them off Friday, they were gone by Saturday morning. I have no self-control.

Looking at pictures of cake made me hungry!

Looking at pictures of cake made me hungry!

So that is my day. If feels right this year. I am happy. I am alive! Another year older and still here. It is a good day!

Humbled and empowered.

Last week was enlightening.

I wrote this last week and meant to get back to it after I had slept. Well things have been hectic and I never did so here it is now. Lots has been happening, hopefully I will have time to write here. Back to my controversial English paper on abortion…

As you know, I have decided to go back to school. Something I have done a few times in my life, but this time I am decidedly the older student. I haven’t been back in a college classroom in over twelve years; next week I turn forty-six. If all goes well I will get my RN at fifty and my BSN at fifty-two, all while working. I have read about the aging brain; its ability to continue to learn. and make new neural pathways much longer than science had thought it could, even a few years ago. While this is true, what does decline is our ability to quickly recall information. We still learn and we can recall what we learn, but not as fast as our younger peers. I have read about this and I knew it was happening to me; hence, my decision to go back to school was partly based on this. The more you use it, the slower you lose it. I want, and like to learn. I knew things would be different, and they are.

I took my biology midterm last week. I was the second oldest person in my class. Half my grade depended on that test. For the first time in my life, I was not one of the first ones done. I normally test well; I don’t have test anxiety. Things were different, I had to reread some of the questions and think a bit about them. There were a few where I even guessed on. All of these things are new to me, so was the feeling I had when I left the class. I didn’t know for sure how I had done. I knew I had passed, but I didn’t really know how I had done. By that afternoon I was able to see my grade, I got a B, just missed an A. Not bad, a B is acceptable. I would have preferred an A, who wouldn’t? It was an interesting day, I have known I was slowing down but it has been gradual, almost imperceptible. The forgetting of minor things, the inability to remember a name, little things like that. But it hit home that day because I was able to see a more marked change; I could compare myself to twelve years ago and see the difference. It is interesting. I am not upset or even particularly bothered by this, it is a fact of life. I can still learn, it just means I will have to adjust the way I study and prepare for tests. And the more I work at it, the better I will become. Realistically this is just the beginning, I am taking a full course load and trying to work full-time. If necessary I will have to cut back on one of those; we will see. Oh, I was able to pull up a report on how I did compared to my classmates. I was in the top twenty percent, not bad for an older student. I can do better though.

More about the other things I learned about myself that week, later. Bedtime, I have been burning the midnight oil a lot this quarter. I need to get more sleep, but there is just so much damn homework!

I scream for Ice Cream

The sketchy ice cream truck.

OK I don’t live in a ghetto like white lady in the hood, but there are some tweekers around and there are a few places I would be careful walking after dark. But all in all, my neighborhood isn’t too bad.

Couple of years ago, all of a sudden I start hearing that sound in my hood, you know the dingalingaling of an ice cream truck. Now this is a little weird. We are kind of a rural area and we have never had an ice cream truck before. There are some kids in my neck of the woods, but not a lot. If I had started an ice cream truck business, I could think of a lot of other neighborhoods that would be way more profitable, if I was selling ice cream.

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The other strange thing is, I’d hear that trucks song and before you know it, it would be gone. And then I’d hear it again thirty or forty minutes later; I’d hear the damn thing all the time but I never saw it. (Ohhh, it is a ghost!) Actually I was beginning to think someone was screwing around out here. It took me weeks to actually see the ice cream truck. And that thing was hauling ass!

Now I’m thinking, “OK that is a real ice cream truck, and it is doing the speed limit. Something ain’t right here.”  What ice cream truck drives around with its bell dingalinging at thirty miles an hour? An ice cream truck is supposed to drive really slow, so the kids can go pester their parents for money and get back out there to buy something. Of course I’m just laughing my ass off, thinking about some fat kid chasing after the ice cream truck.

My next thought is what a great idea! Selling drugs out of an ice cream truck.

Yep, the ice cream truck got busted!

Week One~going crazy

It is my first week of full time online student, full time work and part no time life!

This is how I felt doing my Algebra homework.

This is how I felt trying to doing my Algebra homework.

Still alive, barely, I think. The usual stress, fatigue and overwhelmed feelings and then add some unexpected bullshit. So everything is normal, I guess. Hopefully things will start to settle down and I’ll find my stride.

Feels like all I’ve been doing is homework. Oh yeah that is all I’ve been doing! Too bad writing blog posts doesn’t count as doing English homework. My ass is starting to make a permanent impression on my couch. Nice visual, huh? Anyways I’m alive and hope to be back here commenting again soon.

By the way I leave for five minutes and they completely change WP? What the hell like I don’t have enough shit to deal with?

Arghhh!

Feast or famine would be a good way to describe my life.

So I have decided to go back to school. I start a full class load in January, luckily I can start out by doing it online. Worry about commuting, working and going to school full time in a couple of quarter. Worry about the paying for it too, later, hence the working full time and going to school full time. But that isn’t what this post is about, exactly.

I start school again in a week; I have a lot I need to get done before the third. Like wrapping up re-financing my house, getting back on the healthy eating thing or as I like to call it this first week of no cookies, famine. I also need to get my paper work for the end of the year in order so that I won’t be trying to do my taxes while taking finals. Oh and I will be doing all my classes online this quarter so, of course, my internet connection is acting up.

I’m a bit cranky with the no sugar thing. Sugar is my drug of choice these days, and I have been on a bender. Hard not to when everyone is a pusher at this time of year. Unfortunately my choice of drug makes me fat and cranky unlike some drugs that make a person cranky and thin. Pot is legal now in my state so I guess I could be mellow and chunky but the problem with that is most junk food tastes like crap. I may be a sugar junkie but I am a snooty one, I like my sweets to be organic and handmade!

Some days are cookie days.

Some days are cookie days.

Hopefully the new router will fix the internet situation. I signed all the paperwork for the re-fi and that should be done, unless the bank pulls some asshattery. I am somewhat successfully weaning myself off the daily sugar rush but boy is it hard. Do not get between me and a coconut macaroon, you could get trampled. If WP doesn’t eat any more of  my posts I’ll be happy.

Happy New Year! And I say that without my usual sarcasm and sneer, I hope that this year will be good to all my fellow bloggers. It sure looks like it will be an interesting one for me. I anticipate I will have time to keep up on my reading of your blogs during the ten minutes of personal time I have allotted myself once school commences again.

My Holiday Post

Well I’m going to do a nice little post today. I won’t try not to rant about the lack of tolerance and such stuff. I’ll try to be a good person even though I don’t believe I will get sent to hell if I’m not.

I’ll just post some pretty pictures, I mean why not? So here you go pretty pictures…

Looks better than a pile of Kindles or Nooks!

Looks better than a pile of Kindles or Nooks!

Considering the trend to name kids weird things I predict this will be a best seller!

Considering the trend to name kids weird things I predict this will be a best seller!

All right I’m starting to run out of nice, that didn’t take long.ate mouse

Here is a picture of my Christmas tree, yes I have one but I don’t normally put it up. Just for you I pulled it out of storage and took a picture of it.

Yes that is a road safety cone.

Yes that is a road safety cone. Somewhere I have a matching life ring I use as a wreath.

OK, now I am going to go throw it back into the storage shed, got it out just for you. Now to answer that burning question, yes I was raised with Christmas and all that jazz.I was also raised eating box mac n cheese, don’t see me doing that anymore either. People grow up. Sorry science trumps flying fat men.

Yup this is true.

Yup this is true.

OK I think that went pretty well, don’t you? Actually I’m quite proud of my restraint. Time to quit.  Happy Holidays!